Or, “What Grace was thinking at those awkward times.”<\/p>\n
September: Hair grows. Don’t lose your ruler in the first week of school.
\nOctober: Dancing doesn’t require you to lose all dignity. Boots are awesome.
\nNovember: Yoga? What’s that? Draw at home, and eat lots.
\nDecember: Celebrate, tell, share, and be kind.<\/p>\n
So these days I’ve been thinking of what would happen if we all said what we were really thinking. I think I should try that, for example, when somebody says they like something somebody made and I don’t, I should say it. ( . . . ) No. More like, um . . . if I actually voiced what I was thinking, most people would get offended, and others will think I’m insane. I work in complicated ways – I said that before. Where am I going here?<\/p>\n
I think it’s weird how some people look like others, and only one person knows that. Wait, that didn’t make any sense. Today I feel pretty talkative, being the Holiday Dance and all. Plus, Pocky helps you make friends. where was I . . . ? Oh yeah. Today we talked about how boys mature later than girls. I . . . think that’s not really true. Boys really never mature. Well, neither do girls. Some people are just more able to commit themselves to something than others. Me? Mm~, I’m one of those people who hang around doing nothing, making friends with everyone, wheedling information out of people, and admiring people (‘s looks).<\/p>\n
The song that matches my current mood is: Garden Party, by (who else) Jay Chou. But I’m listening to a slightly more depressing song. Forgot the name, and I’m too lazy to translate it. Yeah. I have a band performance later today, so now I’m cramming as much happenings as I can into this post~.<\/p>\n
Actually, right now I’m trying to figure out myself. Why do certain people appeal to me, while others don’t? Uh, now that I think about it, let’s not go down that road. It’ll lead to more questions, and a more darker Grace. So, let’s talk about what I did today.<\/p>\n
I wonder what people think of me. I know good people aren’t supposed to care all that much, but whoever said I was good? Anyways, to me, this is all very interesting material. This is like a replay of my emo phase, except lighter~ How interesting.<\/p>\n
Hey, this wasn’t supposed to be another identity crisis rant – this is supposed to be how much I changed in the last few months. Well, apparently, not very much. Still the same questions, same lack of answers, and same marks.<\/p>\n
I just remembered when we went skating last Friday. I told Nicole something, ah, interesting: “Now would be a nice time to have a boyfriend.” “What?! Why?” “Because then I could lean on him and I wouldn’t bring him down with me when I fall.” “Huh. Yeah. But he has to be heavier and taller than you.” “My point.”<\/p>\n
September: Listen to whatever people have to say. Because it’s important.
\nOctober: Help out, and people’ll help you.
\nNovember: Write good stories, draw nice pictures, and radiate happiness.
\nDecember: Do not go through another emo phase during winter break.<\/p>\n
~grace yin
\nIs this even a story? Ugh . . . well, everything’s true. This is just a fruit salad of talkative me.<\/p>\n
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Or, “What Grace was thinking at those awkward times.” September: Hair grows. Don’t lose your ruler in the first week…<\/p>\n