Nguyen, Michelle. Californian native. 17. Aggie. Full-time student, part-time dreamer. This is an account of cupcakeisms straight from my red velvet heart. Writing is my release.

I love thinking that tomorrow is Monday for the entirety of today and then realizing at the end that it is Sunday tomorrow! Four days left. This is totally unreal. It’s like I’m having an out-of-body experience.

And today while I was editing I accidently opened up an old video. I have forgotten how much fun we used to have together and it stung for a bit. And then I snapped out of it and remember that I am no longer that naive. It’s not the same anymore, spending time with people whom I know don’t care about me and vice versa. Incessant banter just gives me a straight migraine. But I remember, when I was once incessantly annoying. I remember. There have been a lot of people who ask me to sign their yearbook but with pen in hand, I really am unsure of what to write. “I’ll miss you” ? But I really won’t. “We’ll be in touch” ? But I’d rather not. What I feel like doing is scrawling Goodbye and my signature on the bottom. But I don’t. I try to remove myself from the present and rewind my mind to about a year back. When I thought everything mattered. So I write my I’ll miss you so muches and I’ll invite you to my wedding and a whole bunch of other optimistic lies. I guess I owe you that much. I really did feel that way at some point in time.

Other than that, I feel accomplished. We finished filming AND editing our English Video Project over the course of 1 day. Pretty impressive.