| To colleges and universities we send our applications, only to be judged if we are adequate as people to search for our educations, our futures, ourselves, at their campuses.
a tad demanding - and ironic - to be asked for on paper.
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| I love spring break more than you love spring break. 
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| it's been quite a while, xanga, hasn't it?
well, what's new?
in the most broad of terms.. I just don't know anything;
I don't know why I'm working so hard in school;
I don't know why I can't be satisfied with things I'm good at... and along the same vein, I don't know why I can't be better at things that I'm bad at;
I don't know what I should think;
I don't know what I should be... nor how I should act;
I don't know how the world can be so beautiful and complex while at the same time being so numbing and droning;
however, I do know to appreciate disorder.
I want to create something of my own.. something original - something I believe in - something worthwhile - something worth fighting for.
The successful Asian doctor who worked his (or her) way up to success is a broken cliche.
where's the excitement in life - where's the spontaneity?
photographs have an interesting way of capturing more than information about light reflection... I've heard all the corny adages that say good photographs can show the souls of the people inside... but until recently I never realized what it meant. music also has a funny way of showing me how universal certain emotions are.
challenge the status quo.
and.. that was my past month or so.
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| wow. rush of dismal xanga entries that disable comments.
me too! 
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| I thought the summer homework was hard?
...this school year will be the death of me.
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