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Got on Facebook a few minutes ago and saw something heart-breaking.
“Graduated from Albuquerque Academy.”
I didn’t graduate. I departed. And it’s even more aggravating that Facebook, a purely programmed social network known for its increasing commercialization over the past few years, knew I was leaving and turned it into a deplorable public announcement perching on the constant-moving timeline.
I miss friends.
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They all think any minute I’m going to commit suicide. What a joke. The truth of course is the exact opposite: suicide is the only thing that keeps me alive. Whenever everything else fails, all I have to do is consider suicide and in two seconds I’m as cheerful as a nitwit. But if I could not kill myself — ah then, I would. I can do without nembutal or murder mysteries but not without suicide.
Walker Percy (The Moviegoer)
(Source: anonymouseccentric)
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So I’m back to the Pacific zone, to the embrace of humidity, and to everything I thought I could never look at the same way anymore.
It’s surreal, really. I have yet to fathom my feelings and my vision seems to throw a tantrum at changes. Of course I miss certain things and certain people, but somehow the wistfulness sparks up rather occasionally. Is it easier to categorize myself as a lonely traveler who adapts instantaneously to new settings?
I miss the sun.
Summerhaze.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Sunday Jazz
In the company of old friends. And good old-fashioned junk food.
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Dear “Mom” Tracy, “Dad” Kevin, and “Brother” Wesley,
I don’t think there are enough words to express how thankful I am to all of you. What you guys have given me will stay with me forever and you guys will always be a huge part of my life when I look back.
I know it must have been a burden to have a student from a completely different continent with different background and culture living in your house. But I tried to fit in as quickly as possible and I hope you guys enjoyed my presence in the house. Never ever will I regret my decision to come here and live with you guys. The past nine months have truly been the most amazing time of my life and I’m happy I was able to share it with you guys.
It’s sad that I have to leave (without visiting the Gordons once!). Yes, if I were able to stay and you guys wanted to put up with the always-sleepy-Asian for another year, I’d definitely convince my parents to let me finish my senior year here (and they can go to Europe again in the meantime). But things don’t usually work out that easily. So our journey together will come to a hiatus for the time being. I’m sure we’ll see each other again in the near future, when I come back for college or when you guys come visit me in Hanoi.
I will miss everything. I will miss 816 West Ella Drive, Corrales. I will miss not being able to wake up in the morning. I will miss Tracy’s and Kevin’s knocking on my door every morning and whispering “An, it’s time to wake up.” I will miss not being able to get out of bed because it’s cold once the blanket is off. I will miss making chocolate milk. I will miss deciding what I should have for breakfast. I will miss driving with Wesley to school every morning and falling asleep in the car most of the time. I will miss the familiar route to school. I will miss Corrales, Alameda, Paseo, and Wyoming. I will miss people at the Academy. I will miss the delicious and “green” meals that Tracy cooks for us. I will miss the delicious and “healthy” meals that Kevin grills for us. I will miss cooking noodles. I will miss those conversations we have during dinnertime. I will miss Sebastian, Mona, and Blackie. I will miss you guys. (I can go on forever :D)
I’m glad we have Facebook to keep in touch. And I can always skype with you guys. Have a great summer and a great year ahead! Once again, thank you for everything. I love you guys.
Your “son” and your “brother”,
An Truong.
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No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
The Great Gatsby// F. Scott Fitzgerald (via b0ld-vibes)
(Source: l0ud-lie)
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the most precious of all babies
so sad phil died before he got his superhero cards autographed :(
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I’m not sorry.
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Mr. Banner you are trying to seduce me
look! i drew rufallo!
hamsterific
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17. Vietnamese. Albuquerque Academy, New Mexico. epic hamster. multifaced, pathetically attention-craving, moron at its finest, easily flabbergasted, scrupulous, partially awkward.
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