C+Conversation

At lunch today, I think I had the most meaningful conversation I’ve ever had. And, it was with the most unlikely person also-which makes it even more wonderful. C is a person who sleeps in class, but all the while he is still brilliant in every aspect that I can find-except math. He sucks at math. But who cares? He’s just brilliant, and he gives the most amazing advice ever. Today, we walked around and just talked about literally everything. From school, to anything you can name. I have not met this type of person in a very long time ever since my beloved “Eric Chen”. It brings back memories of every type. Note: I am not falling for him. Just that C has taught me more new things in life, or he has confirmed the ones that I’ve already found. He  makes me feel like everything is in my reach.

I can smell flowers again

Heheheh…the WASL is stupid…but I do feel sorry for the people who seem to be unable to grasp the idea. But seriously, it’s stupid and a waste of my time-however I do enjoy coloring in the circles since they’re especially round. Plus, I get to spend time with my long time friend M; it’s also entertaining since my room has all the Asians. Right. I can smell the flowers again!!! Yay!!! Lately I’ve been swamped with work, and more work-which is why I haven’t been smiling as much. Now that I’m finished-I can just relax and wait for the exams to come. Which should be easy. I just can’t wait for the Latin National Exam to be over with, and then it’s Gresham!! I don’t care if orchestra A is going to win, I’m just in the mood for a little road trip. Gresham will be even more fun than Ellensburg. Anyways, where were we? Yes. The WASL. So today after school, I over hear a person talking amiably about people who can’t pass the WASL. NOT. I don’t think I have heard a dumber conversation in my life; this does not indicate that THOSE people were stupid, but the conversation was. Why was it stupid? For claiming that it would be utterly ridiculous if people don’t pass the WASL. Yes, it may seem ridiculous but there are indeed people who don’t pass it. It’s not a joking matter whatsoever, and I find it ironic that the person claiming this ever so loudly would be saying such things. For people who don’t pass this “WASL” should not be deemed ignorant because they didn’t pass it. It’s just maybe they haven’t acquired the skills yet; people learn at different rates. That conversation just made my day. Perhaps I’m biased since I did get perfect scores, but whatever. On the other note, I am in utter relaxation since I am done with the Harvard financial aid stuff. It took forever, and lasted for 10 long days. =.= So as you can see, I am very tired indeed-I’m mustering all the strength I need for this week and what comes at me in the future. Mind you, there are no stupid people in this world, just very ignorant ones. And yes, there is a difference upon their definitions.

Saturday…March 8th 2008

Overall, I am currently frustrated-but I’m trying to make the best of my current situation. Ever since I can remember, I like to do things in secret. Wait, let me reword that-I like to be independent, and I don’t like people to figure things out about me. Things that I don’t feel too good about, things I don’t like to confront, and things I don’t want to be mocked or ridiculed for. After-all, even I run away from my problems most of the time-thus I don’t like it when it confronts me in a whole new way. It just so happens, something I fear will happen-something that will reveal something deep about me. Okay, maybe I’m just exaggerating, and I do tend to stress out over minuscule things. However, to my over analytical mind, I fear others can project my situation to simulate something worse. Whatever. That was a couple of days ago, and I begin to see the light now. Humans make mistakes in life-it’s inevitable. Nevertheless, we strive forward towards Social Darwinism, making us so competitive, especially me. When all the time, the most important competitor against us, is us. This is something I seem to learn everyday. Today, I tutored my Team Read kid (Helen) in math, and it seems like she has taught me more than I have ever taught her. Minus the angle sums, and not complex multiplication. Anyways, she taught me (while I took her to the park) the essence of being alive. Her joys, and her laughs don’t have the trace of stress, nor the fears I have right now. It reminds me of when I was little, and all I wanted was to play in the park with my friends; I never actually did-I just read. All in all, I realized-there is more to one person than their academics; there is more in life for us to grasp. I sit here typing this, but I know that while things are easy to say (write in this case), it’s harder to do. With exams approaching, I vow to do the best I can because it’s the only way I know I will have a stable future-without the infiltrations of fate, and what not. Perhaps, in some odd year, I will be reading this at Harvard. (Hopefully this summer)

Sunset…

The best thing about this time of year is the amount of day light. As I was walking to the library after CLC and Team Read, I passed this hill that allowed me to see the sun going down. And across the sky were different colors; it was a really peaceful sight-with the trees, the setting sun, the meadows, the lake, and the mountains. It really reminds me of my one dream in life…that’s not related to education or academics; I’ve always wanted to travel. Especially from the stress of this year, I just want to leave Seattle and the US as a whole. Sadly, I know I would never leave in reality. Perhaps it’s just because I went to Exeter last summer, and experienced something unique and different. Or maybe because I’m just really excited about Harvard this summer. Whatever it is, I really want to leave Seattle, and just leave everything behind for a year…or two. :] It’s not that I don’t love Seattle, but I feel it’s crowding me in some ways; the air is too dense for me to breathe in. And somehow, I think Sweden or Paris is better…maybe even the mountains in Germany? Hmm…I just want to leave, and see the rest of the world. But yea, that sunset also triggered some fond memories as well…some I thought I’ve forgotten; it’s funny how so many things happen in one life and you only get to remember some part of it. My memories of Exeter are fond; it’s the ideal place for me in many ways.