Day One... You left for South Korea today.

Dear David,

Oh my goodness...
Today was quite the bitch.

First of all, you left first thing in the morning. :c That made me quite unhappy. I wish I could have been there to send you off, but I think I would just end up crying...which I did anyways. You sent me these from the airport, though.

I'm really curious as to what the man is carrying...

Anyway, these just gave me the feels. So instead of eating breakfast like a normal human being, I sat in my room crying over my math textbooks while listening to Baby Good Night by GD&TOP as I ate pocky. I had quite the dilemma with the pocky though....

Look at this. Like what was I supposed to do with this?!

I ended up eating them like a Popsicle.. in more or less five bites. /shameful/ But it was really good :3 I had a lot of flashbacks of memories too, like the way you see them in Korean dramas. I felt like an actress for a split second...but I came back to reality. 

You know the curry you ate when you came over for lunch? It seems like mom made too much, as I've been eating it for the last three meals, like everyone else, yet there is still some left for tomorrow. ;-; It's not that it tastes bad or anything, because it tastes really good, it's just that one can't be expected to eat the same thing consecutively for every meal. -__-

Another thing happened today that surprised me quite a bit... You remember Willie Kaufman? The wavy/curly haired guy who was a sophomore like me when you were just a freshman? He texted me today, out of nowhere. O.O" It was the first time we've talked in a year or so. After a few messages back and forth, he stopped replying all together. The fuck was up with that? I don't know. It's weird shit, man. 

But that's pretty much it. I have a test I've been studying for tomorrow. Wish me all the luck. I need to get an A... or else I will get a B in the class. You know what happens then.. (._.)

Love,

Asian Mother