Monday, July 04, 2005
Sunday, July 03, 2005
My sister wrote this about all of you in her journal at the beginning of last school year (don't worry, I have permission):
...Night we left Soka:
We have just left Soka and I am very sad to see all of the faces I have come to know and love fade away into a dark cloud; The faces of my sisters friends who are friends to me too.
Pilipino and his singing
Sammi and her love of kid movies
Allison and her funny talk (punk ass mo fo)
Ann and her 300 movies
Andy and his smile
Cassie and her boyfriend stories
Jessica and her love for Wendy's
Uyen and her simplicity
My sister and her laugh
Phat and his expressions, along with his strange commentary
I will miss them all in one way or another, and I will miss the feeling and the smell and the excitement of being there...
...Night we left Soka:
We have just left Soka and I am very sad to see all of the faces I have come to know and love fade away into a dark cloud; The faces of my sisters friends who are friends to me too.
Pilipino and his singing
Sammi and her love of kid movies
Allison and her funny talk (punk ass mo fo)
Ann and her 300 movies
Andy and his smile
Cassie and her boyfriend stories
Jessica and her love for Wendy's
Uyen and her simplicity
My sister and her laugh
Phat and his expressions, along with his strange commentary
I will miss them all in one way or another, and I will miss the feeling and the smell and the excitement of being there...
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