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Friday April 09, 2004 Lucky
Well, here comes another corny entry. If you feel like sad, depressing stuff, click here.

Anyway, I'm once again realizing how lucky I am. Reading over Jennie and Janet's journals, I'm realizing how great my parents are. I mean, really. For Asian parents, they amazingly don't care about grades. They want me to do what I want to do in life. They want me to accomplish what I want to accomplish. They didn't order me to become a doctor, or an engineer. They support me in all my decisions, whether they agree with them or not. They don't care that I didn't get into Berkeley or Stanford, or that I got waitlisted for CMU. When they tell me they're proud of me for getting into UCLA and USC, and for everything I've done, they mean it. I can talk to them about just about anything. We argue a lot, sure, but what teen doesn't? They give me freedom, they gave me a car, they trust me. They never ask where I've been if I come home a little late, but I tell them anyway. They give me freedom with my money to spend it however I want (even on 14 happy meals). I guess I've been taking all this for granted, but maybe I shouldn't. I mean, really, I've got the best parents in the world :) Also, I knew this already, but I've got the best friends. It's amazing how much I can rely on them, Janel especially right now. Really, no one could hope for a better group of friends. I can trust all of you. Heck, I'd trust you with my life, if need be. I can talk to you about anything as well, sometimes moreso than my parents. I can always count on SOMEONE being online and willing to listen when I have a rant, or a complaint, or just want to talk. You put up with my annoyingness, and my periods of sporatic depression, and my periods of insane hyperness. You do so much for me, yet you're all still willing to do so much more. Meh, thanks :)

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