.Saturday, June 2, 2007 ' 5:23 PM
it's not good at all to see self but not your face
I am like super
bui song. The SLC gang is like out there having fun, and I'm once again, banished to my house to attend a family function. For once, just for once, why can't they let go of me.
I had to keep my word and come home by 5. I just had to. Or it'll be zero social activity next hols. Last time I tried to go out with Ruizhi and Liang, I told them I was going out with classmates. On second intergorration, I said Stanford course
classmates. Yeah, you'll probably be thinking what a liar I am and all, but cmon, would they let me go if I didn't say until I was at the door and ready to go?
Nevertheless, I must say I had quite a good time at the short 2-3 hours at the Grand Finale. I was niao-ing Davin, getting pranked by the Pope, and you know, getting "complimented" about my height. I didn't talk to quite some people though. Probably too shy, I mean, there's gossip and all going into my ears and probably stayed there for quite some time. As much as I reassure myself that they're great people, there's like this snide comments like: "Hey she did _______, watch out, boy." Yeah. You get what I mean.
I broke off eye contact that was suppose to linger. I knew, there was like hell of opportunities to like improve relationships and all, but I just found it inappropraite to do it in front of everyone.
Yep. I know this post may not be as frank like the rest, but if you know me, you know me.
Going for Grandma's B'day celebration now, I'll try to smile and be merry. After all, my parents did praise me for being a good boy and coming home around 5.
But do I really need their approval?
