Mood: Apathetic; Issue 22 - Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot?
Happy New Years Eve to my readers! What a year 2020 has turned out to be.. Welcome to the second to last issue of Mood: Apathetic. Today’s issue contains the last of the entries in my diary, except one! There was a massive time skip between last week and this weeks entries, and unfortunately I cannot recall what happened in those months..
If you have missed any of my old issues, please check out the archives. Last week’s in particular tickled my fancy.
Disclaimer: All names except mine have been changed. I have no desire to expose who the sources of teenage idiocy are.
7/9/05
So months passed since the last time i wrote. Graduated on June 23, 2005. I actually hugged Joey yeah. That was a moment. To be really honest I really miss him. I won’t ever see him again. Oh well. So a few weeks ago something big happened. Stanley asked me out. It’s ridiculous. Ugh. I’m sorry but he’s not my type. Ugh.. I’ll detail tomorrow!
Anna =P
7/10/05
Well so Stanley asked me out. It was well predictable yet unpredictable. For a few days before he “asked me out” he was telling me that he loved me. Yeah. I said it back because stupid me, I felt bad for him. I have absolutely positively NO feelings for Stanley. If I told him that I had no feelings our friendship would get ruined. Also he’s not my type. I’m sorry but he’s just not my type. Oh well. I can’t believe I have to spend the next 4 years with him. GOD! Oh and he always asks me over to his house. Creepy.
Anna =P
8/17/05
He’s back from China. About a month ago Stanley left for China. He’s back. Thank God he didn’t IM me today online. Anyways, I’m living with a bunch of liars or hypocrites, depends on your point of view. My parents love to say that I am fat so I ask them if I can go out. They say no. It’s so gay. I just want to go to Allie’s house. What’s the big deal? And then, Allie loves to call me and my mother always goes, why she calling you and BS like that. And she has her little god damned friends calling her and am I complaining? I seriously can’t take living in this house. I feel like I could just cry. I know I’m not the perfect child. Hell I don’t even come close to being the stereotypical Asian girl. It’s like I’m the complete opposite. Really I just can’t take this anymore. High school is going to start in about 22 days. If my parents really want me going to a good college they're going to have to give me some independence. That’s going to be my way of convincing them. My excuse. SO anyways, write in a week or so.
Anna Hu
Where do we begin. I feel bad because the story arch with Evan came to an abrupt end and, 15 years later, I cannot begin to recall where it even went. We didn’t go to the same High School, so I don’t think we ever saw each other again. The drama with Joey also came to an abrupt end as well. I guess I was glad I got that hug from him, but that was it for us. I never saw him ever again after middle school.
And now, I am introducing Stanley. I remember Stanley very well. We did not go to middle school together, but I met him in elementary school and then we attended high school together. To be honest, I’m not sure how he got my contact info to begin an online friendship, but I kind of recall him asking me out. It was the first time a boy asked me to be his girlfriend and clearly I was not having any of it. Like many teenage girls, I was extremely superficial. I wanted to date a hot boy and Stanley was not.
The one essential feeling I noticed that stayed consistent throughout the years is this underlying angst. Being a preteen is so difficult. In retrospect, all the things I wished for, independence, boyfriends, etc., eventually did come true. I got to go away for college, I started dating lots of boys, and I ultimately got to grow up. Unfortunately, the growing up part felt like such a mistake, but I’m sure if I told 13 year old Anna that she would laugh at my face.
Thank you all so much for reading this weeks issue! Like I said, there is only one more entry left, and a very special one to boot. That will be hitting your inboxes sooner than you think *wink.
Happy New Years Eve folks. Cheers to a better 2021!