Just stop fighting with me. I’m sick and tired of you doing this thing where one day you’re happy and loving and the next day you hate me.

I havent ate since yesterday afternoon because my parents found cuts on my body. So they said I couldnt eat until they’re gone. Well shit, thats fine with me. Nice to know how things work around here.

Last night, an hour after everyone left my house, I started getting really sick and feverish. This morning, I began to lose my voice. My dad got worried and I went to our local clinic thing down the street.. I have mononucleosis..

I saw my boyfriend last night. Yeah. Fuck my life.

^.^ i get to see him tonight ~

I’m that friend who you can talk to about anything, because I’m determined to keep your heart close to mine.

I’m that friend who will care about you no matter how long we’ve been apart, because time should never alter something timeless such as friendship.

I’m that friend who is willing to do anything to make up a wrong, because that’s the right thing to do when it comes to people you are grateful for knowing.

I’m that friend who will always try my best to be there for you, whether I’ve just met you or known you for years, even if you may not be able to do the same for me, because I believe in nothing less than selfless optimism.

I’m that friend.

Christmas music is already starting to play on the radio. I’m so excited for the snow, family get-togethers and Christmas. :)

My parents and I went back home to finish packing up some items before the move. Under all the chaos of my closet, I found my “Memory Safe”. I had completely forgotten I had this thing. It was basically a shoe box filled with old pictures of me in Cambodia and random items that used to mean the world to me. Oh, and my collection of fortunes from Asian buffets.

I just started crying. The last time I touched this box was the last day I got to hold my grandmother. Over two years ago. The last pictures I added were webcam shots we took together while watching halloween specials together on cartoon network; she loved Scary Godmother.

Shuffling through all these random materials and pictures. I found a picture of the Chea’s and I. I remember that night so clearly. They decided to sleep over and we took my camera and headed straight for the bathroom and just camerawhored haha. That was the night I had a huge state project to do. They helped me out so much, I found the rubric and everything. The scribbles on the paper - lmao. Our handwriting was so ugly back then.

Then I started finding items that I can’t even explain right now. I miss how everything used to be, but I’m glad I found this box. I’m going to continue with this collection of memories and such for a couple more months, then hide it somewhere again. Hopefully, I’ll probably forget about it soon and find it in an x amount of years. c:

So I have a five page essay due tomorrow and I’ve been knocking on my cousin’s door for about 10 minutes. The lights were on and I hear him walk and whatnot. I’m fucking heated. I come downstairs, tell my parents. You would expect them to be all “oh well we’ll get it for you, no problem” like. No. My dad fucking pulled me to my room and hit me four times. I don’t understand this family at all. And then I have to go through all this trouble and use my uncle’s his wasn’t a mac, so I couldn’t take his charger or anything. None of my notes were saved on my tumblr like I usually have them so obviously, I only got to the first sentence. Then I was pissed. I went downstairs and stole another mac charger.

Great. Someone finally came downstairs. Now I only get 30 minutes to work on this five page essay. Thanks.

angieramirez:

I find it so hard for me to learn to trust somebody. Whether it’s family or a friend, I just don’t want to. I’ve been put in plenty of situations where my trust was played with and taken for granted and i’m tired of that. And to be honest, I can’t wait for the day to find someone who’s worth trusting.

dearestelaine:

That type of best friend.

They say it’s great to have a best friend. There’s someone who will protect you. There’s someone who will make you happy, but are you willing to risk the friendship in exchange for the love that you always dreamed of?