Shall we?
I am back in the journal writing world!!! The fact is that I still don't have much to write about, but it's 3am and I'm wide awake... if I don't do it now, I never fucking will.
So tomorrow is new year's eve... 2006 is finally over. It was the weirdest year of my life, and not necessariy in a good way. There were so many ups and downs, mostly downs including DROPPING OUT, which in turn invoked the fury of the asian parents, the feelings of failure, etc. Oh man, that pretty much sucked. So now that NYU's behind me, I guess the truth is that I'm pretty relieved. I almost wish I'd never decided to go there at all, but then.. what would I do if I hadn't met my 516 loves (Eva + Rosey), Kristy, Bob, and yes... even Lalo? Weird. I wouldn't change the for the world, and yet...
So 2006 was spent, for the most part (sickeningly enough), in Taiwan. May-December, that's 8 months... excluding September, which I spent in NYC. That's SEVEN MONTHS of intense Taiwanese nothingness. "Taiwan? More like Tai-YAWN!"
All in all, I can't fucking wait to get the hell out of here. Boston in less than 10 days. I seriously couldn't be more excited. Just getting out of Taiwan in general, and really truly starting over somewhere new. I really need a change. And who better to see me off than the first person I ever went to Boston with? :)
Honestly though, I think about arriving here in Taiwan eight months ago, and like... I've been here since the day my nephew was born. And I've seen him since when he could barely open his eyes and see further than 5cm to now, where he sits up and laughs at your and rolls over and desperately makes noises in an attempt to get someone's attention, or maybe, in an attempt to talk back when we talk to him. It's weird. He's known me his whole life. And then there's my older nephew, my little cutie Chen Yi, whom I really cannot bare to leave... I was telling him yesterday that I was going back to the States, and he just looked at me like "wtf are you talking about, woman? Let's play with me trucks!" and I got really sad at the idea of not seeing him everyday.
Sigh. I guess you always have to make shitty sacrifices, no matter what you do.
This is it for my entry. Hopefully I'll write more than twice more in the next month.
edit Haha, I just looked at my last entry, the little city thing. Oh, the irony of retrospect.
So tomorrow is new year's eve... 2006 is finally over. It was the weirdest year of my life, and not necessariy in a good way. There were so many ups and downs, mostly downs including DROPPING OUT, which in turn invoked the fury of the asian parents, the feelings of failure, etc. Oh man, that pretty much sucked. So now that NYU's behind me, I guess the truth is that I'm pretty relieved. I almost wish I'd never decided to go there at all, but then.. what would I do if I hadn't met my 516 loves (Eva + Rosey), Kristy, Bob, and yes... even Lalo? Weird. I wouldn't change the for the world, and yet...
So 2006 was spent, for the most part (sickeningly enough), in Taiwan. May-December, that's 8 months... excluding September, which I spent in NYC. That's SEVEN MONTHS of intense Taiwanese nothingness. "Taiwan? More like Tai-YAWN!"
All in all, I can't fucking wait to get the hell out of here. Boston in less than 10 days. I seriously couldn't be more excited. Just getting out of Taiwan in general, and really truly starting over somewhere new. I really need a change. And who better to see me off than the first person I ever went to Boston with? :)
Honestly though, I think about arriving here in Taiwan eight months ago, and like... I've been here since the day my nephew was born. And I've seen him since when he could barely open his eyes and see further than 5cm to now, where he sits up and laughs at your and rolls over and desperately makes noises in an attempt to get someone's attention, or maybe, in an attempt to talk back when we talk to him. It's weird. He's known me his whole life. And then there's my older nephew, my little cutie Chen Yi, whom I really cannot bare to leave... I was telling him yesterday that I was going back to the States, and he just looked at me like "wtf are you talking about, woman? Let's play with me trucks!" and I got really sad at the idea of not seeing him everyday.
Sigh. I guess you always have to make shitty sacrifices, no matter what you do.
This is it for my entry. Hopefully I'll write more than twice more in the next month.
edit Haha, I just looked at my last entry, the little city thing. Oh, the irony of retrospect.