Hai.

I love Seventeen magazine so much.  I grabbed two free shirts at Arden Mall today courtesy of Seventeen coupons.  Win!!???!

Schoolwise, in a shocking turn of events, I have Mr. Williams for AP English and Mythology next term, then he wants before-school study sessions.  Four hours a day with the only teacher I have sincerely been afraid of.  Lawl.  GG.

Recently, I've been thinking about San Jose a lot.  I've been thinking about close friends and people I've never spoken to in years.  I thought of Chocolate's voice cracking when Miz Tran's voice did.  There's this dude in my school that looks like Clarence, The Boy Who Poked Me In The Tummy, in every way except with a mustache.  The men's tennis team reminds me of Terry, hair clips remind me of Clarisse, calling people by the wrong name remind me of David.  I've mentioned random names in stories to Phuc, when I strive to share my life with him, so that he won't be out of the cold when I eventually take him to visit San Jose.

I wonder if anyone in San Jose says, "I had a friend named Christa that..."  If they did, that would probably make my day.  My brother told me once, when I still lived in the Bay Area, that I was fortunate because I was memorable.  I don't think I can still boast that, besides being the girlfriend of the badass Phuc.  I have a good rapport with the lunch ladies, at least.  lol

On another note: I've also been making weird life choices lately that remind me of unrelated old, worn, spooky Deep Dark Secrets that I haven't thought of for months and years.

gg

Today's lesson: Change doesn't start with moderation, but with revolution.

please believe me, every word i say is true

Bye for now!