day 16

i guess i woke up on the wrong side of the pillow. i went shopping with my sister and my mom and my godmother in the morning and i was just grumpy. maybe because of my lack of sleep.
but basically.
i got new clothes today.
and i got jamba juice.
and i went to work.
but today wasn't the last day.
and then i went out with s & j and went to s's house to watch some animal planet as we usually do.
too lazy to write as usual.
perhaps i should head off to bed earlier.

day 15

and here i thought for the whole day that my dad was going to pummel me because he caught me sneaking back home last night, today was actually a very decent day.
i woke up and spent a lot of time with my family and i got a lot of things done. i went out to eat and got my photos from graduation and prom and the last day of school.
i accomplished a lot for such a short amount of time.
but however, i feel like as if i haven't seen my friends in the longest times. even though i saw them a few days ago, i'm so used to seeing them at school everyday and having plans every weekend. but now, especially summer is here, the only time i get to see them is on oovoo. which is what i'm doing right now but it's not the same.
i know i said i wasn't going to be like this but, i think i'm slowly turning into the person i don't want to be. i'm slowly giving in, and i know i shouldn't. why i'm turning into this? i don't know. i guess it's after holding myself in for so long, i'm partially exploding.
i don't know.

day 14: rain

i type to you with dripping wet hair and cold skin. and possibly the most thrilling and frightening night. it was an attempt again to sneak out but this time i had a huge caution written in my mind. both my parents were home for once and it was quiet.
nonetheless, the night started humidly and hot. and then lightening and thunder began. usually i'm not scared when sneaking out but knowing that my dad was home made it ten times more frightening for me.
nonetheless i made it home in one piece. and was deaded by my dad from whom i knew from the beginning would catch me especially since he's sleeping in the living room right now.
so nonetheless, it was another fail night. this time, thanks to the rain and thunder. i should have listened. but then, what's life without a little twist and curve?
and ps: no. you do not want to go out in the lightning and thunder.
i don't think your typical romantic kissing in the pouring rain is sexy either.
cause it's fucking wet let me tell you that.
that is all.
-r

day 13

i've never had a more crazy day in my life..
the beginning of the day was excellent, and it wasn't until these last few hours that things just turned around 180 degrees.
i've had the most lovely time just walking around town today. and playing some card games and talking and fooling around and playing basketball and on playgrounds. it was a day in which a lot of stress was relieved and there was no worry whatsoever.
went to dairy barn and finally visited m after a year of him telling me to visit him. but apparently it doesn't count cause i didn't go in.
and i had the most lovely dinner date with j. it was nice. we just sat and talked. he's always one of the best people i can sit down and talk to now.
and then my whole night flipped. let's just say i ran around town for an hour all on foot.
i don't remember if i wrote about this or not; but having the dinner date made me realize something. well i realized this before but this might be the first time i'm putting this into words.
i'll always remember a story my dad told me at the dinner table.
he told me that his grandpa (so my great grandpa) was almost killed during the japanese/chinese war. it was told that he was walking down the street and the japanese were chasing him. however, my great grandpa lo, you see, the lo's are a tall bunch. apparently he jumped in through a window and escaped. so you see, the moral of this story is, is if the lo tall gene wasn't there, i wouldn't be here typing this to you right now. then three generations of lo's wouldn't be here on this earth right now.
and that got me thinking.
about all the other lost souls that have been lost in the past. about family trees that have been cut off at the branches. who knows, if their lives were continued on, their little relatives could be here sitting next to us right now in life. or imagine if the people in our lives were not to be existed at all? and they were just cut off at the root.
what if the people in your life weren't there? and another group of people were?
enjoy the people you have in your life.
you never know when they might disappear.

day 12: graduation

and today i write to you as an official high school graduate. six years of high school work and drama leads all down to this one day.
graduation itself wasn't that bad. there were a couple 'inspirational' speeches and it made me think. that is the last time the whole class of 2011 will be in one room together.
graduation itself wasn't that bad. however, as expected of myself, as i walked half way across the stage, my cap and my diploma fell onto the floor at the same time. it was a smidge embarrassing but at that point i didn't even care. that is me. i'm a klutz. i drop things. i fall. i'm just surprised i didn't fall on my face. this is me.
after wards, my friends and i took a lot of pictures. they were needed for the memories.
afterwards, i went out with my family for a late lunch/early dinner. i ate a lot.
and speaking of 'inspirational' speeches, i'll leave you with this.
high school allows you to do things you've never imagined. it is in high school where you explore the person you are and express the potential you can hold. no matter how far, nor how long time brings us, high school will always hold us together. no matter how much we yearn to spread our wings and fly away from this town, our hearts always belong at home, in nhp. it is here where we slowly turned from little kids to young adults to nearly adults in general. here we are. after years and years of seeing the same faces growing up, it is time for all of us to spread our wings and fly. even though may still want to linger about the nest, you can never look back with regrets. you can only push yourself forward and soar into the sky.

day 11: day before graduation

i'm sick and tired of my mom telling me that i can't wear certain kinds of shoes. i have these 4 inch heels for prom. which i mean is tall, but i really like them a lot. my mom doesn't want me to wear them because i'm already so tall. and i don't usually like flaunting my tallness, but i really like these heels. i don't really care what people are going to say. i love the shoes. that's all that matters isn't it?
speaking of which, i'm vice president of the foreign language honor society. and i don't even get to get a flhs pin. lol. hopeless. in order to get a pin on graduation, you needed to take a foreign language class, which i didn't this year. but oh wells.
i'm excited for tomorrow. six years of high school and it comes down to this one day. i've done so many things during my high school career that i'm extremely proud of. some more meaningful to me than to other people but meaningful to me nonetheless. i'm glad i got to grow up in this town, at this school. i'm glad i got to grow up the right way and not be screwed up. even though to my friends, this town is just a place to get away from, i'll always remember the times i've had. i'll always remember the house where i slapped a boy in the face because he took my bike. i'll remember the tree that i used to play at during the elementary school days with my friends. i'll remember sitting on a certain pavement alone just thinking to myself in the shade. i'll remember where i had my first kiss. i'll remember the town. the people.
the day of graduation doesn't also mean the end of high school.
it represents adulthood too. moving on, away from the kids that i always knew since i could remember. of course i don't talk to many of them now. we have cliques and groups. things changed since 6th grade graduation. the next time graduation is relived again will be in college.
and even then things won't be the same.

day 10: prom

i sit and type to you here in one piece. i have survived the aftermath of prom, and after prom itself.
i don't know what to say besides that my whole day through night was just topsy turvy. prom itself was lovely. there was a photobooth and there was a lot of candy and just sitting at the table looking at my friends all dressed up. whether they were dolled up or had a suit on, the whole moment was just lovely.
and then after prom came. and there was a lot of babysitting going on. a lot. which i knew was going to end up happening. and i was overwhelmed with it. i couldn't take it.
but at least all of us came home in one piece. and things are all good.
prom maybe wasn't 100% the most happiest night of my life.
but you say it's quite memorable.
i just wish i could just get some memories out of my head.