AshleyKy.
You love me enough to read about my days!
Nineteen. || 2nd Year UCSD! || Has the best love. Questions?
You love me enough to read about my days!
Nineteen. || 2nd Year UCSD! || Has the best love. Questions?
My BUFF came when I was washing my car! He brought me one of my fave Starbucks drinks :) happiness. Surprisingly he walked bubbles around the neighborhood. Who knew he would enjoy the holding a leash to an animal. He’s growing up!
Met Eric at target and walked back and forth from target to boiling crab. When Luat craves fries, he will get his fries. We decided to eat in his car and talk about our feelings. It’s what we do! Too bad nothing interesting happened with our lives. I’m a lazy bum when I don’t have to do schoolwork, Luat.. Well you know what Berkeley students do. And Eric is the only one that actually had something interesting happen. He gave someone an anxiety attack. Our little Eric did some damage! Well, he more like changed someone’s life in a good way with his random health knowledge.
Eric and I finally got the courage to ask Luat how we became such close friends. Unfortunately, my past relationships helped out with the timeline -_- did not want to be reminded of my past. Fortunately I didn’t remember a lot of my high school life. I learned I was actually nice before Luat changed me. >:l interesting how a relationship developed from that… Then ended with Luat’s influence on my personality. I was also reminded that we gave Eric wasabi cupcakes for his birthday and I saran wrapped Luat on his birthday. We wondered about what rumors went around about us, and laughed at the stupid rumors that did. For some reason, I feel bad about something but I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe I will figure it out and try to fix it before I go back to school. It was fun sitting in the back of a car for a few hours. I was curious as to why people kept parking next to us when the back window was foggy. I missed hanging out and just entertaining ourselves with our life. By the way, if anyone has any memories about the three of us, please tell us. We have the worst memories with each other. We remembered how we met everyone and the path with those friendships, but not how ours developed.
Little random note:
December 15th is a really bad day but happens to be my anniversary
2009 - mom is laid off from work
- I get into a bad car accident (bye rsx hello mazda3 hatchback)
2011 - my dad gets into a really bad car accident (goodbye supra hello… Safe car for my dad >_> )
I’ve been very MIA this break. Been home for a day and I get a call from the hospital. May not have been considered very bad since my dad remembered a lot but seeing him bleeding was torture. I cried so much and my dad laughs and says don’t cry because he’s okay. T.T Took me half an hour to get over myself, look at his injuries and tell him how bad they were. Pretty calm for someone who went through all that. I’d be full of rage and fear. Do not go on Tully if you don’t have to. If you don’t listen, look at the white spots on the ground and the tree. That’s where my dads car got hit by a bigger car (hit and run) flipped over and struck a tree. Don’t tell me that doesn’t affect you. I don’t even wanna go near there. All I do is imagine what happened and wished I was there to help. I wish I was able to hop in my car and catch the m.f.ckr. who hurt my dad. It’s like I regret not being able to do anything. All I can do is help him heal. Then I think about how I should really be studying for internships which are coming up in Jan! Aahhhh but I’m happy I got an email from Intel. I’m actually surprised. We’ll see how that goes later. I’m physically and emotionally exhausted. I don’t want to leave because I want to help but I need to leave to help myself. I never thought how soothing and relieving it would ever be to hear my dad snoring every night.
I may not have that enormous circle of friends, but I have those special few and that’s all I need. They make me realize who true friends really are. Even when I get called bitch from my crazy Indian woman… And woman, you made my phone call me bitch too so don’t you dare be offended when I call you crazy + your ethnicity along with your sex :)