Tuesday, September 11, 2007


The first day started out as my anxious family and self ventured into what I would call my home for the next four years. My parents did everything for me, really. The necessities, the worries, the happies - they did it for me. I was kinda indifferent to the reality of it all. The first two nights I thought were rather awkward. Jo and I just essentially had each other. We were like the package deal of small Asian girls in a huge group of Caucasians who are visibly larger than us. All the awkwardly forced conversations took place the first couple days...

To be continued... (I have to go to class now)