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Well, it's been a while since I posted so here it goes.  Things have gotten better since the last time and my life right now is content.  Plus, its been raining for a week now and weather forecast shows its gonna be raining in the coming week too.

Last, Thursday me and my AP Bio class went to see the Body World's Museum in San Jose.  It was ok, not much to see or do except walk around and look (duh, it's a museum).  Although I enjoy looking at the embryos and babies. Very sad, to die so young.  Plus, I really am fascinated at Alzheimer's disease.

Finished with FAFSA and now, I'm focusing on scholarships.  I really wish to go to UOP but that is only if I get in and have the money to go because since it is a private school, it costs alot! More, than I have ever seen or held.

Just trying to finish off my last semester of High School.  I'm sure gonna miss high school but at the same time, glad to be entering college.  Entering the real world.  Take what I've learned and find my place and myself in the world and my purpose. Time to grow up and change, to work harder than before because money is everything, and give back to those who have nurtured me all these years.  But when I think about my future, I do get scared because I understand that once I'm out of high school, I'll have to grow up and think not only of myself but also everyone.

And with so much stuff ahead of me, I ignore the term "love".  Well, not exactly ignore but I try to avoid it because I know that my family needs my help and there's so much more that I want to do while I'm young.  Yet at the same time, I want to find that special someone who'll always be by my side and love me for who I am.  Overall, I want someone to love and them to love me back and one day have my own family.  Sure, I'm not those people who say it out loud but I too, look for love.  And it troubles and scares me that I'll never find someone or they'll never love me for who I am because they'll never look pass my image.  One thing, I'm not pretty or anything; just plain and pale.  Second, I'm not rich or anything; I have nothing to give but my heart and words, nothing more.

I live by poetry and words and I can give no more...

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