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| Alex: What are you up to???
Wendy Jang: studying.. and feeling like crap!!
Wendy Jang: ahdl;aighealk i'm gonna kill somebody today
Wendy Jang: going to be an assassin
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| Hello Alex. Time for another entry.
Tomorrow will be the first day of my last semester at UT. How time passes. The past ten days or so have been great; filled with memories of friends. Hieu, Nam, Annie, Vy, Thao, Wendy. These are the people that I have become inseparable with. We've spent the days running around, the afternoons glued to a projector screen, and the nights up late talking about life. It is something that feels kind of surreal, something that we all hope to hold on to forever. I know that, inevitability, what we have now will change. Life is not static. But, I enjoy the moment.
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| I haven't written in a while. I am happy. I am surrounded by great friends and am cautiously optimistic for the future. I have kept myself busy and I think I am the strongest I have ever been. I am confident. Still, many things remain elusive to me and often I feel as a "spiral floating endlessly in space."
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| In spring the garden urns, casually filled with wind-blown plants, were gay as ever. Violets came and daffodils. But the stillness and the brightness of the day were as strange as the chaos and tumult of night, with the trees standing there, and the flowers standing there, looking before them, looking up, yet beholding nothing, eyeless, and so terrible.
- Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
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