How Far We've Come--Matchbox Twenty
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
9:19 PM


This is it. The very last blogspot post! My first post was on February 1, 2009...wooooow it's been a while. I am really happy though that I kept up with this blogspot because I'm sure I'll love to read these posts later (much like how I'm enjoying reading diary entries from my 4th grade self). I'm still going to blog but just on another blog...or a tumblr. It's sad to leave blogspot behind since it has served me so well but it's time to go with the flow. :D It's ironic how I began blogspot because of peer pressure (only the good kind of course!) and now I'm moving on to tumblr for the same reason.

My reason for moving on is mostly because I'm starting college soon...as in tomorrow. I want to start a new blog so that my college friends won't be able to creep through my 81 other posts and discover things about me they should discover by asking me. I want our friendships to be like an experience rather than a research project. I don't know if that really makes sense outside of my head but oh well. Anyways, it's time to move on! I will keep this blog public for all of you who care to read this in the future. I will simply replace the link on my facebook with the link to my tumblr because that's how most people found out about my blog anyways. Okay talk to you all later [:

Goodbye.


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My name is Connie
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This is a tribute to my amazing parents, who often say things that make my day.

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From Dad after I forgot to text/call for a day: "Lost and find connie yuan. Female. 17. Last time found at wei yuan house. Since then, we lost contact"

From Mom: "How are you going today. We miss you. Dad said your group was wired. Connie maybe was kidnapped. You know your dad himself is wired. Mom. [I think she meant "weird" [: This was after my dad dropped me off at camp and saw the mob and was freaked out.]

From Mom after I forgot to text again (oops): "Bad pang pang [fatty--my parents' nickname for me]. You lost again."