Completely miserables at the moment. I don't think I can go on Facebook anymore, because when I do, I am reminded of all the fun the kids in the exchange program are having whilst in Taiwan. Yes, I am terribly jealous-I'm not going to deny it.
I'm going to study abroad. No, not this year, because my GPA is shit and my housing contract lasts until next July. I have to get out of here and see another part of the world. I would love to study in many places, but since I don't have credit for any foreign language except Japanese, my choices are kind of limited. Well, whatevs. I can still take Maymesters and the summer programs. My favs. at the moment are Australia, Prague, Spain, and Taiwan. For Taiwan, I must pass a Chinese test or something, so that's probably not going to happen. For now, I just have to concentrate on boosting my GPA so I can actually be eligible for study abroad. That's how crappy my GPA is, everyone. I'm going to apply for TTT again this year. And if I get rejected, I'll spend the summer doing summer school or whatever. I have to do something. I just finished reading 2 Gossip Girl novels. My life is sad, I know.
Despite the fact that I've been sitting on my ass for most of the summer sulking about my nonproductive life, I think I've actually grown up quite a bit. Joyce says I act like a 16 year old, and I probably did in the beginning of the summer. But as the summer wore on, I started learning things about life and about myself. Cheesy and lame, I know, but true. Maybe it's all the books and movies I indulged in. Maybe that's why God decided to stick me in Houston with nothing to do. It was time for me to grow up. And onto the challenge:
1) My first love was a boy in Singapore. He was in my 4th grade class and his name was Luke. He had pale skin, was a prefect, and had an older brother in Australia. I forgot to bring my textbook one day, and he shared his with me. I feel in love with him instantly. The only picture I have of him is our class picture. He was a nice boy. I wish I could find him on facebook.
2)I can't remember a time when I wasn't interested in boys...In 7th grade, I really liked a boy and I called him "Yesac". He was half Italian, half Japanese, and I thought he was cute. Then he moved to Oklahoma or something? Anyway, he's quite frickin' hot nowadays. I always wrote about him in my diary and Joyce and Max teased me endlessly about my crush.
3)In middle school, I had an imaginary boyfriend named Brian Kontos because I was desperate.
4) I had a huge thing for bad boys in 8th grade. I liked so many boys in middle school..
5) In 9th grade, I fell in love with this Mexican druggie. He was so cute. He only talked to me a few times though.
6)For most of high school I thought I would die a virgin. Also, during the summer of like, 2007, I had a thing with 2 boys from architecture camp. Now that I think about it, it's so un-Irislike...And then there was that Mexican and he broke my heart and stuff haha
7) Had my first kiss when I was 19. Phillip was 18 at the time haha..
Ok so these aren't really secrets since my love life isn't all that interesting.
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