Six years ago…

I met some of the best people I’ll ever know, and since then the 4 of us have managed to keep in touch with one another. Two of them are two of my best friends who I met in 3rd grade; I say two because they’re twins. To this day, I still remember how I became friends with Stacie. I don’t know how our conversations were like when I was still learning English, but something inside clicked and somehow we understood each other. Nikky came along in 6th grade, and although I must admit there were some tensions between us early on that I had a really hard time forgiving her, she stuck by my side and I am forever grateful. I guess going back to spend time with them in Fresh Meadows today reminds me of who I once was. I feel very guilty for allowing myself to drift apart for a while.

I always have a hard time moving onto other things when something good happens. So in my head, I’m still stuck in that insane worship mode from last night. This entire summer, I’ve kind of just been getting by and I grew complacent of my life. The routine goes: Come home from work, crash for a bit, go online, do some minimal work, plan for events in the near future, doing researches on all kinds of stuff, sleep at 1. I feel like aside from work, I haven’t done anything productive this summer. My head still feels like there’s enough time in the world to keep stalling and stay in summer mode; but at the same time I am perfectly aware of the fact that school will be starting very soon. Time flies when you’re having fun.

Sometimes when I re-read my posts, I feel like I’m just talking to myself about the thoughts in my head. It really doesn’t seem to go anywhere, but having things written/typed out helps me clear my head so I don’t over analyze things, which I do so often. This blogging thing is pretty much the only thing I’ve been able to “work on” consistently everyday. You gotta start somewhere, right?