Dear,
So i moved in today. UCLA! Yeah..
Mom woke up early to make xo^i ma.n AND chow mein for me <3 She even packed some for me on the road to UCLA. i'm having it for dinner right now (: See how you show your care through the making and offering of food? Anyway, it's been kinda weird around the house lately; e.o. is more sentimental. The other day my mom lamented about my departure, sth about my finally leaving the nest and going off to live my life. She spoke in a mixture of English and Vietnamese, which i take is her attempt of verbalizing sth that is hard to say - an emotion she's struggling to make known, if you will. Then yesterday night, when i was watching TV, she scratched my back, like how she did when i was little...
The move-in was okay. On the freeway my dad almost rear-ended another car. He was coming down the road too fast; it didn't seem like the brake would stop the car. If we were to have an accident, we would've been watching it happen, unable to stop it. My poor heart !
When we finally arrived at Dykstra's parking lot, we went between 2 rows of ppl, cheering and whoo-ing at the top of their lungs, exactly like the cheerleaders that welcomed us to hs b4 we were freshmen. Deja vu ! We went to borrow a bin to carry my stuff up. Summer Love and Baby were playing. Never thought Bieber and Timberlake would make me feel so sad. Our dorm is so dingy! It's like, you walk through DeNeve, which is all nice and impressive-looking, then you hit Dykstra, and it's so crappy. Met meghan &kaittlin &their parents. They seemed pretty nice (: We unloaded; mom helped me put the bedsheets on; dad came up to see my room. They had to go back quickly for him to work the night shift. I guess this is just how it happened, all my life. I start school, go off to face the world without my parents. It's good though, i've been trained to be independent and to refrain my natural overflow of emotions. When my mom left today, though, she grabbed my cheek and kissed it. I don't remember when's the last time she kissed me. I cried. Zuluaga told me i'd cry, but i believed only little. I hate it when he's right.
I unpacked swiftly to hide my tears. My roommates then left for a football game. I stayed on my laptop a long time b4 going all the way down to the bookstore, only to find it's about to close. I went back to my room, and here i am. Incredibly lonely..
Mom sent me an email, "My daughter, Mom misses you. Hope you are happy, lucky, and safe. We love you." I cried again :'(
So i moved in today. UCLA! Yeah..
Mom woke up early to make xo^i ma.n AND chow mein for me <3 She even packed some for me on the road to UCLA. i'm having it for dinner right now (: See how you show your care through the making and offering of food? Anyway, it's been kinda weird around the house lately; e.o. is more sentimental. The other day my mom lamented about my departure, sth about my finally leaving the nest and going off to live my life. She spoke in a mixture of English and Vietnamese, which i take is her attempt of verbalizing sth that is hard to say - an emotion she's struggling to make known, if you will. Then yesterday night, when i was watching TV, she scratched my back, like how she did when i was little...
The move-in was okay. On the freeway my dad almost rear-ended another car. He was coming down the road too fast; it didn't seem like the brake would stop the car. If we were to have an accident, we would've been watching it happen, unable to stop it. My poor heart !
When we finally arrived at Dykstra's parking lot, we went between 2 rows of ppl, cheering and whoo-ing at the top of their lungs, exactly like the cheerleaders that welcomed us to hs b4 we were freshmen. Deja vu ! We went to borrow a bin to carry my stuff up. Summer Love and Baby were playing. Never thought Bieber and Timberlake would make me feel so sad. Our dorm is so dingy! It's like, you walk through DeNeve, which is all nice and impressive-looking, then you hit Dykstra, and it's so crappy. Met meghan &kaittlin &their parents. They seemed pretty nice (: We unloaded; mom helped me put the bedsheets on; dad came up to see my room. They had to go back quickly for him to work the night shift. I guess this is just how it happened, all my life. I start school, go off to face the world without my parents. It's good though, i've been trained to be independent and to refrain my natural overflow of emotions. When my mom left today, though, she grabbed my cheek and kissed it. I don't remember when's the last time she kissed me. I cried. Zuluaga told me i'd cry, but i believed only little. I hate it when he's right.
I unpacked swiftly to hide my tears. My roommates then left for a football game. I stayed on my laptop a long time b4 going all the way down to the bookstore, only to find it's about to close. I went back to my room, and here i am. Incredibly lonely..
Mom sent me an email, "My daughter, Mom misses you. Hope you are happy, lucky, and safe. We love you." I cried again :'(
Suddenly i just want this year to be over already...
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