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So this is the first blog that I created in my life. The inspiration came from Anna. From Vy-Anh blog I learned that life is not long, and there are responsibilities. And Tiff blog showed me that you can talk to someone who is not talking to you at that same moment.

My past in Falls Church at 9hh grade is sad, every time I remember it, I fell that I just lost a part of my life for nothing. Tenth grade would be the same if I hadn't met people I'm friends with now. That turned me upside down and made me think how lucky I am to find someone(s) who are carrying and help each others in their own way. I'm not going to name them all, because what if I forget someone, I would feel terrible. Some people may say weird staff, like why Russian girl is hanging out with Asians. I even had a boy come up to me at Vietnames Celebrating and ask me if I was Asian, or what race am I. I asked the same question myself so many times. Why do I do it? It's similar to the story I read in Seventeen. A girl was questioning herself why wasn't she born a boy. She wrote that "I fell like my soul got mixed up with the body". At the end mother of the girl accepted the nature, and help with all she can to help her daughter/son. I fell kind of same way, it's like I was suppose to be born Asian but I just got wrong body. Ever since I went to first grade my best friends were Chinese/Korean kids. People who I hang out back then were also Asian, except my boyfriend. I'm planning on leaving America after I graduate and live in Japan/Korea. This country is only for education, but I don't understand why can't we go to Asia and study there? I guess because what my parents can't learn language any more. That makes me fell sad. Still I'll get where I want no matter. It's just easy for me to lean different languages. OK I'll just wrap it up. I'm bad at begging something, but see me continue.....

P.S I had to rewrite it 3 times so I don't think I did a god job, my first draft was best, but it deleted itself.