if you let me go, i'd fly away, so far that you can't find me. ever.

i could love you, but i don't dare to.

we had this college thing at school today.

and i found this school that is 45 mins away from manhattan by trian,

and in the senior year, you have an internship program where you write for a new york newspaper.

i was so excited when i found out, and then i told my parents, and they were like 'oh. why journalism?'

i was just writing about how saddening it is when people who you think would give you all their support, don't.

this has been my goal since idontknow, since i was 10?

i love my friends, they all were like 'rachael! thats good! i really think you should go.'

i love you guys.

so anyways, school was awfully boring for me bcos i had like 4 free periods today.

but i finished all my homework.

and handed in whatever is long overdue.

i saw my results.

i have a 7 for math, again. im so pleased with myself.

and then a couple of 6s and 5s.

i really hope i wouldnt break trend of getting everything more than 5.

im going to take my SATs next year, and IB.

i really want to study in the US though.

my dad wants me to go to the same college as him.

HAHA. like i would want to.