As I promised in my previous entry, here is the actual clip of Kobe Bryant stealing and dunking in the final minute of last night’s game:

In other news, it’s 2:56 on a Monday afternoon, and I’m chillin’ in my room with nothing to do. And not just for a couple of hours either. Ah. It feels good to be able to relax and not worry over any schoolwork right now (except for Math B regents on Thursday. Eek!). I feel mellow. Mellow yellow. And I think the Indonesian iced tea I’m having is making me a little high, but that’s okay. It’s okay because today is the unofficial last day of high school, and it feels pretty good.

I realized that there was a lot of “OMG, it’s the last Monday of our high school lives!!” etc. coming from the seniors today, and even though I share those sentiments as well, I’m actually more glad that high school is pretty much over. Don’t get me wrong, my four years of high school has been memorable and fun for the most part, but knowing that I made it to my high school graduation is a huge sigh of relief. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for since my own sister’s high school graduation when I envied her for having made it through the finish line first. Of course, now that I’m older I realize that it’s not really a race, but a personal journey type of thing where, instead of the finish line, there are benchmarks placed along the way – and graduating high school is just one among many.

This past weekend I’ve had a lot of time to reflect as I recuperated at home from my vertigo episodes last week. I did some serious thinking about the future, but I also went back in time and reminisced over the past four years at Tech. The reality over how much I’ve changed and grown (um, not physically) since freshman year is shocking. I mean, if you think I’m a quiet little Asian girl now, you should have met me  back in freshman year (and for those of you who did know me back then, you know what I’m talkin’ bout). Back then only Kevin knew the extent of my weird, crazy side, but now lots of people know that I can be…a little left of center. Even my faith has grown since then. I think it wasn’t until TECBC sophomore year and, more importantly, last year when I was going through some tough times that I fully realized God’s love for me and that He’s there for me, not just as an abstract power that I should love and fear on a shallow level.

As for friendships, every year has definitely brought changes, some good and some not-so-good. If anything, though, those changes, even the painful ones, have only molded me into the person I am today, so I’m grateful for them. Hm, what was that saying again? “Trials and tribulations are good for building character” …or something like that. Anyway, I had to learn the hard way that I can’t go back and reverse things (or even worse, pretend like nothing happened), I can only move forward. Move on.

Sooo, with that said… *sings* looks like we made iiit ~ !