so i'm gonna work at ymca over the summer with little kids running around everywhere... i have to pack lunch every single day and have to sit and eat with them. kee thought i was gonna steal their lunch. i might. hehe... no, i'll make a trade... fair and square. "i'm bigger than you so i get the bigger one..." haha.
one of my many nicknames is "bully". it's the one i got my freshmen year at awana. i didn't really like it at first cuz i thought it was really mean of them to call me that, but that's the name that stuck with me and i kinda liked it... but now that awana is over, no more bulliest for me.
seniors had a reception the other nite. they had this little dance party at ppp. it's funny cuz i think it was our class that started the dance party graduation reception last year. it was pretty fun. ppl being themselves after a long semester. however, it didn't hit until i was driving back home that i may never see these faces anymore. "dude, this world is so small... we'll see each other again". i heard that phrase many times before but it's not always true. and even if it's true, it's still not the same as seeing each other once a week, if not everyday.
i was over at jasika's place yesterday and heard all kinds of noise next door. i went over and peaked inside and i thought i had to duck for a flying grenade or something. it almose looked like a war zone. 3 girls moving out = war zone... good analogy. eunsuk, lois, and erica... boxes, thrash, and more boxes. i was kinda confused at first....
"uhh... what you guys doing?"
'packing'
"uhh... for what?"
'we are moving out!'
uhh... and then it hit me again. some of these faces and voices will no longer be heard and be seen.
i always thought that the current senior class would always be here... that's because i thought i would leave before they do. so in my mind they would always be here. not so, since i'm gonna be here till the end of the summer... and many of these senior class folks are on the move already.
so weird. i'm still pretty confused. "uhh... where are you going again?" and i ask, "what are you doing next semester?" i still talk about semesters and summer break. life isn't broken up into semester/quarter system anymore. life is NOT like a box of chocolate. it's more like a bag of trix. i need God so much. i dunno what i'm doing.
one of my many nicknames is "bully". it's the one i got my freshmen year at awana. i didn't really like it at first cuz i thought it was really mean of them to call me that, but that's the name that stuck with me and i kinda liked it... but now that awana is over, no more bulliest for me.
seniors had a reception the other nite. they had this little dance party at ppp. it's funny cuz i think it was our class that started the dance party graduation reception last year. it was pretty fun. ppl being themselves after a long semester. however, it didn't hit until i was driving back home that i may never see these faces anymore. "dude, this world is so small... we'll see each other again". i heard that phrase many times before but it's not always true. and even if it's true, it's still not the same as seeing each other once a week, if not everyday.
i was over at jasika's place yesterday and heard all kinds of noise next door. i went over and peaked inside and i thought i had to duck for a flying grenade or something. it almose looked like a war zone. 3 girls moving out = war zone... good analogy. eunsuk, lois, and erica... boxes, thrash, and more boxes. i was kinda confused at first....
"uhh... what you guys doing?"
'packing'
"uhh... for what?"
'we are moving out!'
uhh... and then it hit me again. some of these faces and voices will no longer be heard and be seen.
i always thought that the current senior class would always be here... that's because i thought i would leave before they do. so in my mind they would always be here. not so, since i'm gonna be here till the end of the summer... and many of these senior class folks are on the move already.
so weird. i'm still pretty confused. "uhh... where are you going again?" and i ask, "what are you doing next semester?" i still talk about semesters and summer break. life isn't broken up into semester/quarter system anymore. life is NOT like a box of chocolate. it's more like a bag of trix. i need God so much. i dunno what i'm doing.
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