Dear Diary,
There is only a scarce memory of the "old" Valerie's life, apparently.
I can not believe what I have put through my recent life.
I can not forget what I have done to myself. I've made myself into this, monster.
I do not want to live like that anymore. Why must I give so much hate?
Yet, why must I force myself to give so much love? I can't live this way anymore.
After taking the High School 101 class, why do I feel like I am such a horrible person?
I could have lost the trust of many friends and family.
Can not stop these damn tears from falling from my eyes.
I finally see, the person that I want to be, not what I need to be.
From this day on, I, Valerie Wong, will be the person I feel like I should be.
Not what other people feel I should be like.
Valerie Wong, July 12th, 2009.
I can not believe what I have put through my recent life.
I can not forget what I have done to myself. I've made myself into this, monster.
I do not want to live like that anymore. Why must I give so much hate?
Yet, why must I force myself to give so much love? I can't live this way anymore.
After taking the High School 101 class, why do I feel like I am such a horrible person?
I could have lost the trust of many friends and family.
Can not stop these damn tears from falling from my eyes.
I finally see, the person that I want to be, not what I need to be.
From this day on, I, Valerie Wong, will be the person I feel like I should be.
Not what other people feel I should be like.
Valerie Wong, July 12th, 2009.
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