My 13-Year-Old Self, pt. III

June 9, 2011 § 3 Comments

For the uninitiated, this is part III of a trilogy in which I share parts of a journal I kept seven years ago. If you haven’t already, please read parts I and II first!

As usual, grammatical mistakes are unchanged and comments are made in brackets!

Mardi 11.18.2003 [I suddenly started formatting the dates differently]

Bernard likes Julia ewewew asked Julia 4 hug ewewew Julia better wash herself squeaky clean ewewew I wonder how she really feels ’bout him ewewEW!

Mercredi 11.19.2003

Larry’s stomach having “problems again tonight. I would say he does it from lack of attention, but I don’t think it’s that complicated. It could be indigestion…stupid thing RUNS in our family. Not much else happened today. One thing that DIDNT happen was me doing hw. There’s not enough time in a day to be a good student, a good Christian, AND addicted to GBA. [LOL.]

Samedi 11.22.2003

Eric Wang sleeping over wit Larry 2nite. Eric: 6th grd. Larry: 2 grd. Wow that’s weird. [Frankly, I never understood their friendship, and I’m not sure if even they did. I don’t think they talk anymore.]

Mercredi 11.26.2003

PARTAI! No Julia, No Lingyu. Owell the party must go on. We watched Matrix 2. Here’s list of characters [LOL THIS…]:

Neo: Jerry Lin
Trinity: Bailey Cao
Morpheus: Lucy Chen
Oracle: Chen Zhu
Seraph: Henry Ho
Agent Smith: Leo Hua
Twins: Me!
Other Agent (Agent Brown?): Yawen
Persophone: Bernard Hsu
Niobe: Wendy Yu
Capt. Butt-chin: Elijah Chung
Keymaker: Becca Shih
Persephone’s Hubby: Andy Chung
Azn w/ Per.’s Hubby: Ray

The ending was actually pretty good.

Dimanche 11.30.2003

Tried hard to not gain weight over break. It worked. So SORE from Turkey bowl yesterday, and I didn’t even do anything for my team. Chen tackled me once. I was totally afraid of getting tackled by Xixi, cuz she grabs ppl’s necks. She also clotheslined Yawen in the face when Yawen was trying to get up…Sherry was also a beast.

We got a Gamecube. When did my parents decide to do that??

Mardi 12.2.2003 (Vania Wang’s 17th bday!) [Why did I care??]

J’aime manger! <- I like to eat! heehee. 7 more days till Alan Liu’s bday. 9 more til Julie Kim’s. 2 more days til Crystal concert. Math test tomorrow, Part TWO! Took part 1 today. so hard.

I like Windwaker for GCN. Nice graphics, music plot. Mite borrow from Amanda — oh wait I have no memory card. Darnit. [Three years later, I finally bought a used copy of the game for myself. Four years later, I still haven’t beaten it. Oh well.]

Vendredi 12.5.2003   11:36PM

Today was a long day. Had to belay in gym again. Not fun. Arms were sore. Chen whacked Jon Chung in the…uh…groin… I wasn’t there to see it but she told us about it. Jee, I have great friends. Chen planned to go to the movies tomorrow … sometime this week she called Yawen. They called Jerry. Yawen thought Chen was gonna call me; and vice versa. […] So Chen told me tonite. I knew immediately that my mom wouldn’t let me go. But I hoped. But I was write. And she says that over Christmas I can go see movies if I want. But that’s not the point. I just wanna be w/ my buddies. And yeah rite I’ll go once she gets back my semester grades.

On the way back we were talking about love language. There’s service, gift, verbal, touch, and something else Chen couldn’t remember [quality time.] Chen and lucy are TOUCH. Yawen is…more service than anything else. I had no clue what I was but I definitely didn’t think I was TOUCH. Chen said I’m verbal. Guess she’s rite. I deliberately asked Alex. He said guys are more physical. Chen says they’re more verbal. It doesn’t matter. I’m not interested in guys.

Dimanche 12.7.2003   10:00PM

Eric slept over again last night. My mom should know Alan Shen by sight now. Forgot to talk to Alex. I miss daddy. Yawen’s waterbed gave me nightmares. Chen ate Jon Chung’s thing. And she likes French stick w/ syrup.

Bonus dream journal entry!

Dream Title [yes the journal really did ask for this]: Monster in the Pool (This dream was because of Yawen telling me about draining her waterbed and her gullible little brother asking her about sharks and fish in the bed.)

Scene 1:  I watched from above. The adults were draining a hotel pool in a hotel. The little boy kept pleading and yelling to the hotel manager, who was ignoring him. The little boy kept saying that there was a monster in the pool. Then after the pool was “drained”, there was another level below it filled w/ water, and a saw a huge dark shape swimming around in it.

Suddenly I was in me again, and me n my family were driving to this new waterpark thing/resort. There was a pool there (this is Scene 2 btw) and as soon as we came out of the hotel w/ our swimming stuff on, I gasped and was horrified. It was THE POOL, from Scene 1. The hotel had been remodeled, and for some sick reason, they used the same pool I knew that the monster was still in it.

Thankfully, nobody was in it, because it was the grand opening, and there was a water ballet show B4 it would actually be open. So ppl were gathered around to watch. I made Larry hold my hand because I was deathly afraid that he would run near the pool and accidentally slip and fall in.

I expressed my fears to my mom, but she kinda brushed me off. Then the ballerinas came. They were dressed in real ballerinas Tutus and shoes, for some reason, and they twirled around the pool Then the first one jumped in. There was a little commotion in the pool, and then I saw blood floating up to the surface. The ballerinas didn’t STOP, as if their lives depended on jumping in. Sick. And their expressions were hard, as if they were prepared to die.

So one by one they jumped in and got killed and eaten. The other people cheered and clapped, as if they didn’t notice at all. So nobody seemed to noticed except my mom, who left for a little while and came back with a pair of plastic handcuff things for Larry. She put one on him and told me to chain him to something solid. Why we didn’t leave, I don’t know.

So I went over to the bench on the side (of the pool), chained Larry to a rail, and put him on my lap. Then a little while later, the hotel manager announced that they would select ppl by raffle to pick ppl to jump into the pool, something of an honor/challenge. The Hotel manager mentioned/implied something about “getting out of the pool fast enough,” and I knew he knew about the monster.

However, the other people didn’t get it, so the raffle went on. Angelica Pickles got picked first. (NO CLUE…) She, being the sneaky one, sneaked off to the central control tower. I sorta “went out of my body” and watched her. Then she came on over the PA w/ a man’s voice, but I knew it was her. She said there had been a mistake, and “Laura and Larry had gotten picked instead.”

Then everyone was pressuring and forcing us to do it, and I had a flash of thought that maybe I’d had this dream before, and somehow it transferred to my dream self of this happening the year before, a memory. So I started yelling at my parents and the manager and the authorities that this was what happened a year ago, and I was all pissed… then I woke up.

Juedi 12.11.03 Julie Kim’s Bday [This is the last entry before a brief attempt to use the journal as a food diary lol]

Math quiz tomorrow + bio brochure due + English essay. no time. study!

OH. Amanda has never been abused.

The first and most critical component of raising successful kids is having good parents. Not necessarily Christian, cuz in some parents it makes no difference, such as in Amanda’s case & mine. And my mom has the nerve to go tell her firends she missed out on having “smart and talented” kids. It’s true, but not all my fault, especially not Larry’s.

And B4 I took a shower today, I was thinking ’bout how I should do my hair usually. Lotsa ppl say I should put it up more: Julie, Ally, Mom, etc. But I like it down. So I decided to ask Lucy, since I see her the most w/ the exception of my family. But then I thought, no wait, Not my family. Only my mom and Larry. If there was a list of ppl I see more than my dad, it’d probably be about 100 ppl long. How sad.

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