This is a journal of all the good and bad parts of me.
The lazy and inspired parts.
The cringy and the talented.
This is my writing that I'm not always proud of but enjoyed the journey of writing. The parts of my writing I forced myself to write a...
"Who was or is a significant person in your life? Maybe there are many. Choose one or a few, and write: What specific difference did that person (or people) make in your life? What are your feelings about them? What specific things make them important to you? What are specific times you remember spending with them?"
Certain parts will be cut out for the privacy of myself and others.
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Of course, I love my broken family. My sister who's obsessed with a different animal every day, my brother who's in that teenager stage in his life that involves being emo and locking himself in his room, my tech-savvy dad who tries his best and loves his kids a lot, and my mother who's loud and has some problems keeping things, but loves her kids nonetheless.
But besides my family who are, of course, important people in my life, there's also my best friends.
There's [Name], who helped introduce me to the rest of my best friends. Her art is amazing and I know she'll grow up to be a great artist and have her art hung up in the most popular places. She's an amazing person who just needs to work on things about herself, as do I, like her skills at writing and learning that the relationship can't be all what she wants. If me or Tran want her to listen to some music, she should. Whether or not she doesn't like it because we'd do the same for her.
Then there's [Name]. Another amazing person who's an absolute queen when it comes to writing. Her writing inspires me to write and if I could write like her I'd love too. She's the youngest but she's mature for how old she is, but I think she could work on how she expresses her feelings. She does it well in writing but not as well when we talk. She also needs to work on her anxiety, me as well, but we've been best friends for so long now that I think it should be okay for her to talk to us personally. I didn't like her when we met but as the saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover.
And then Oce, or [Name] which is her real name. Oce is a really amazing person and she's good at a lot of things. Singing, Writing, and Drawing (fashion) are all things she's very good at whether she says so or not. Again, I didn't like her at first but once I got to know her I loved her.
