Esther

BoRyung
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Age: 22

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A Lesson Learned ~


October 20, 2005

Recipe

Do not give me the obvious, only essentials
For I do not ask for much, nor will I ask for so much

If I am walking down a dark path, hand me a lantern
If I trip and fall, hand me a brace and walking stick
If a locked door is framed with inviting light, hand me the set of keys
If an unlocked door breathes eerie air, hold my breath and shut it
If I cry out of fear, give me time to amend and brace it

For I will shed a tear illuminating the rust of anger hiding it's soft scarlette hue of life- the iron which adheres the breath of life has forever changed to hold me down
I will painfully moan from hunger- the vacant lockbox of resentment molding and crusted from years of starvation
I will shudder from the numbness- frozen from the snowballed reactions all tangled up from the rough terrain

Now watch me pick myself up and trust my instincts
Allow me to keep moving
Yet hold my hand- guide me
Catch my tears for they are my memories
Help me pick the right ingrediants
Cool the steam from life's elixure
And join me with some chicken soup for the soul




May 30, 2005

...from steve...

to my friend,

i can't believe you're leaving for the Navy in a couple days.. i don't think i can say everything to you face to face so i wanted to write this down. wow, this is gonna be harder than i thought...but here goes. I don't know where to start.. we've known each other for quite some time, but i guess we didn’t really get to know each other until college. i cant believe you used to stay up with me when i had finals to tutor me. i really struggled with college, and i dont think i would have made it through without you, mike, lou and pheng there with me. You've always been there for me..whether it was encouraging me or kicking me in the butt when I needed it. And when I look back, all i realize is how bad of a friend i've been. You struggled so much your whole life, i dont think i was there for you at all. im sorry. i wish i could have been there for you more..like you were there for me. i hope our friendship lasts throughout the years, so i can be a better friend. You know..there isn’t that many people in this world who understand me, or know what I'm all about like you do. I wish things would have worked out here, but i know you need to do what you need to do for yourself now. go do it for youself. go do it for your future. be strong. im proud of you.

take care of yourself Boryung ...Esther ... and i'll see you around

...my response...

to my friends~

I am one very luckey and fortunate person; I have soo many great friends who've helped me in soo many ways. Past and present, I owe much gratitude to all of my friends for helping me through my struggles in family, relationships, friendships, work, school, college, and personal drama.

I've been referred to as being a very strong and directed person. I could not be such a strong person with good dirction by myself. I've had many of your to guide me and remind me to come to where I am now.

I was foolish to think that I stood alone- not as a conqueror, but as a lonely forgotten little girl, always feeling abandoned and neglected; I viewed myself as expendable.

Many of your guys, I've known since grade school and seen me mature from that overachieving dork to the typical college student. Most of you are the sturdy foundation of lifelong friends who've endured long arduous nights of studying, prepping for quizzes and presentations. We've shared many nights just reflecting on our present lives, questioned our semi-satisfied declared majors, goofed off, shared laughs, and many drinks.

Speaking of which... I greatly, greatly APOLOGIZE to those who've had to take care of me as the weak, drama-queen drunk. Drunk Esther ranges from self tormenting sorry ass to the intelligent wannabe. Everyone has their nights and bad days, I know. Thank you for taking care of me and keeping me safe.

A lot of you saw the many different characteristics that I possess. At first, I come off as being a fun, bubbly, air-headed, asian-blong without much depth.

I allow very few people to get past my persona, especially at the early stages of the friendship. Slowly, you guys realize that I'm just as serious, just as normal, and just as weird as you are- admit it! all of you guys are weird!!! Just kidding!!!

I really appreciate those words yo've said to me about me over the years- caring, generous, compassionate, resourceful, reliable.

I have no goodbyes for anyone, because I'll still be around, just further away. I love the 21st century because of the telecommunication advances- we still have our postal service, telephone, email, AIM, and cell phones. Bootcamp is only 2 months, and I"ll be writing to as many of you guys as I can! After bootcamp, my aim's gonna be on 24/7!!! I'll be back in December to visit you guys during my leave.

I will miss you guys and I will be remenicising about those nights you've kept me strong. Till then, write some damn letters yo's!!! and leave a message or two on my cell and email me!!!

**smiles**
Esther




May 8, 2005

I lost.
I used to walk with you quietly through the turmoil and the torrents of my immature heart desperately seeking what you provide easily what I always refused to realize and accept that warm comfort which was right in front of me that I serach else where come back to me come back to me where did I let you go where did I leave you why did I encase myself and put on the mask every night you approve of each man yet I have to hide you fight with me the brutal battle with my stubborness he was a great guy and so the next guy and the one after that and you and I fought the regrettable battles and the war was lost on you yet I feel like the loser you must be exhausted from all those fights cause now this guy and that guy are figments of my imagination i've lost the ability to find the appeal for the long term I hide becaus eI do not know what to say I hold myself back cause I have nothing to give because you are no longer behind me with the safety net I'm sorry I let you tire of me come back to me come back to me I beg of you come back to me I've lost too much when you lost pity and come back to me.




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