"Dreams"

Hold fast to dreams/ For if dreams die/ Life is a broken-winged bird/ That cannot fly.// Hold fast to dreams/ For when dreams go/ Life is a barren field/ Frozen with snow. Langston Hughes

Friday, January 09, 2004

me and dad are going to talk about my secrets tonight after mom and yee go to bed...

ever since he's here this time, he's been telling me that i am really growing up like a grown-up now. he says it with this sentimental look in his eyes. it is kinda funny. i want to tell him, "hey, i am not getting married off yet! don't say that so soon." or in another word, "i am not ready to grow up yet." I want to remain as "daddy's little girl" for the rest of my life. this is such a girlish thing to say out loud, but...oh well.

yee's been going through this "self-identity" issue now. everyone goes through it as he/she grow up, i think. people try to find out who they are and why they are the way the are now all the time, except maybe it is more intense as a teenager. mine was kinda early...like 13-15... i don't know about other girls though.

dad was telling me that i shouldn't always think people who are a couple years older than me are more mature... in fact, he was telling me that they could have the same maturity level as me. i guess i have to agree after seeing my cousin's example (it is hopeless).

anyways...there are other things to worry about. gotta go.

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