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| Cheers to us graduating class of 2009.
With college drawing near, I can't help but to feel eager, excited, and scared. I carry my safety blanket knowing that I am still so close to home, but there's things that I'm still going to miss... such as home cooked meals and my bedroom. Most importantly, as reluctant as I may be to say it, I'm going to miss my parents.
Sure, mom and dad have been more annoying than not. Albeit I'm not certain if that's just my inner teenage rebel speaking. I have come to accept though, that mom and dad have been holding my hand for much of my life and without them, I'm as good as clueless.
But college will promise the one thing I've been longing for -- freedom. Off into world as I join others who will be leaving the safety of their homes and their promises of warm meals. The experience of college will be so new and inspiring. I tremble with anticipation for what's yet to come.
I bid farewell to high school and all those whom I've had the pleasure to meet. Our paths have separated from here on, but perhaps they will cross again. May you excel in all that you wish to do and may your dreams come true. Congratulations on the milestone and in the words of Daft Punk, "celebrate and dance so free, one more time".
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| I am absolutely in love with my senior year at high school. I've already been accepted into a majority of the colleges that I have applied for. I think I shot way too low, because I've just been getting acceptance after acceptance. I usually don't write happy posts, but it's about time I did. Senior year is low-stress and enjoyable. I'm taking classes that I enjoy ( for most part ), and I'm working towards things that I want to do.
What a shitty post, but I feel great.
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| I'm due for another monthly blog. The mood to write about my inner-thoughts has not really struck me in the past month or so, but today is one of those days where the music is playing and my mind stirs with questions. I don't think I've given myself an adequate amount of time to start slowing things in my life back down again. Time has been passing by so fast and I take almost every day for granted. To think that in a few months time, I will have graduated from high school.
I used to think that college was such a long way off. I remember entering high school with a mindset that senior year would never come. Yet, already, many people have already heard from their colleges and may already know where they plan to go. I try to recall all that I've done and all that has happened in the past four years, but the memories speed by like blurs. But I really wish I could stop focusing on the past because it's over and done. I've had my fair share of mistakes, but that's not stopping me from making more of the future.
On a slightly different note...
I was watching The Big Bang Theory today (being the nerd that I am) and one episode particularly spoke out to me. Sheldon uses the metaphor of Schrödinger's cat to advise (As quoted by Wikipedia) "Penny that 'just like Schrödinger's cat being alive or dead at same time' her date with Leonard currently has both 'good and bad' possible outcomes. The only way to find out is to 'open the box', or in other words to go on the date and find which outcome it is."
It's really a brilliant metaphor, and relates to a lot of the things in life. Kind of reminds me of my feelings towards college...
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| As I spent my night torturing over homework that's long overdue, I came across a few things while rummaging through some piles of paper. I found some old creative essays I've written, some certificates of merit, and some photographs of my 8th grade graduation.
Reading my writing now, I laugh and wonder how I used to think any of the crap I wrote was even the least bit decent. At least now I have some humility to acknowledge that my writing sucks. I'm not going to hide it; it's true. But I really miss 8th grade. Those were happier times...more clueless times -- well, I'm still pretty clueless --...more innocent times. They say ignorance is bliss, right?
I think it's just so hard to believe that 4 years have gone by, and although I've changed a lot in some aspects, I really haven't changed much at all. I'm still a huge procrastinator with low expectations for myself, and just as little self-confidence. How can I be ready for college when my 17-year old self has barely grown up -- literally, and figuratively -- from my 13-year old self?
I'm excited for freedom, but truth is...I'm scared.
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| So, the other day when I came home, I saw my parents waiting in the living room for me. I glanced quickly at them and then tried to avert my gaze, afraid that they were about to scold me for being home later than usual. But, my mom quickly says to me in Chinese, "Guess what? One school has accepted you!" Although I was a little bit annoyed at the fact that my parents opened my mail without my permission, I was ecstatic.
At first, I thought it was Binghamton because that was the only school I had applied to under Early Action and finished supplements for. I also applied to Stony Brook but I quickly dismissed that as a choice because I never wrote the required supplement for their school. I smiled enthusiastically and asked which one, expecting my parents to tell me Binghamton. However, they told me I was accepted into Stony Brook. "Stony Brook?!," I said in disbelief, "I didn't even write the required essays!"
"Well, now you don't have to!," my dad says while showing me a toothy smile.
"Thank goodness, I was beginning to think that you wouldn't get into college at all!," my mom chimes in.
I laughed and took the admissions envelope, proceeding upstairs. I guess I didn't need those supplements afterall.
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