17 August 2000
from You Intrude, I Murder, Nbook 17
I am not your typical thirteen-year-old, let me tell you that. However, I am like most people in that I love to shop and hang out with my friends. I'm also not very crazy about school. I mean, it's okay, but it's not in my top ten favorite places to be. (Sorry.)
I am also very different from most other people. First of all, I have my future planned out. I want to go to Harvard or somewhere else big and far from home. (I never get homesick.) I also like to read, believe it or not. Most kids truly detest reading, but not me. Another way that I'm different is that I truly care about my academic success. I'm extremely hard on myself, and I always strive for perfection. I guess you could say I'm a perfectionist. Even though I'm talkative, I'm also very secretive. That's just how I am, and most people I know that are my age aren't like that. Another thing that, in a way, sets me apart from other eighth-graders is that I want to be a writer, and I've already started writing. I happen to know a lot of kids my age that say, "Well, I want to do this or that," but don't do anything to work toward that goal. Here's how I see it: If you don't bother working toward a goal, then what's the purpose of setting goals in the first place? I'll close with this: Don't just dream and wish it were real; act, and make that dream a reality. That, I believe, is one of the main differences.
And I thought that made me special. Hate to break it to you, thirteen-year-old Sujin, but it doesn't. Let's see how I turned out.
I still love to shop, but I'm a rather picky shopper. I can spend such a long time contemplating whether to purchase something that others get annoyed. This is why I prefer to shop alone. I still enjoy friends for company; they, along with Dr. Nbook, help me hang on to that last thread of sanity. Now school... I don't enjoy the "school is the only place you can learn" because it isn't. I think that's what I meant when I wrote it, and it still holds true.
Remember the future I had planned out then? I wiped that future out about a year ago and started all over. My dream job is still to become an author. However, reality has started to kick in [in the form of "Oh no I have to go in the real world soon what am I going to do?"], and if that doesn't work out, then I'll do something more, er, realistic, probably with math.
I still love to read, only now I'm not as elitist about it. Phew. Luckily, I'm not quite as hard on myself either. I think making a B took some of that out of me. Some of it is still there, though.
Oh, and Jeffrey just broke his cell phone. He's trying to talk me into buying him a new phone, contingent on his paying me back. Of course, after doing that, I would barely have enough money in my checking account to do that [I'd have to transfer money from my savings account in case I decide to make some big new purchase, and besides, I need to save for school]. So I told him no. He needs to get a job, anyway.