there once was an itsybitsy little girl—

she ruled the playground with (tiny)hands on her hips, eyes ablaze

simple words and a shake of her fist, the jungle was hers

years later, torn from her kingdom,

she suffered, a lone queen. But

in time she learned, found true f r i e n d s

gained a world of wisdom, newfound awareness, purpose

eyes no longer young,

though certainly still(always) on fire

now she rules no playground, no palace, but

absolutely, surely, without a doubt,

Herself.

My friend, I present:

S O A P I A H (because sophia is not an ample name for her)

is stubborn and clumsy and picky and short and timid(only not) and guarded but—Butt.

is comforting and intelligent and polite and considerate and a laugher and dedicated and passionate and full-hearted and inspirational and hardworking and trustworthy and the peacemaker and a listenerand is, 100 percent most importantly, a person who knows how to love

aSPIRaTIons:

”Why yes, I am the editor in chief. Let me take a look at your work.”

i will takecare of my friends till the daythatidie

be FCKING happy

(and you WILL_)

Likes the whole world (except vegetables, but let’s not talk about that—) here’s just a few:

()tea ()Korean BBQ ()THE potstickers ()NANA the Cat

()quality over quantity ()fluff ()that mushy thing called friendship

()baking ()SWEETS ()NaruHina/HitsuHina ()YUI ()blueblueblue

()kind hearts and gentle hands ()strong heroines who show the boys what it’s all about

()routine after-school walks ()karaoke singyourheartout ()tasty thai curry

You: are my soul sister (Heeey, Heeeeey, Heeeeeeey, your lipstick stains…). We think so alike and it is so freaking obvious that even my grandpa in China says we do. I love our conversations of “Oh!” “Ah” “AND THE UHHh” “Yeah mhmmm” “I know!!!” —they’re hard enough to decode that we don’t really need our “squiggly”’ language. –The things that remind you of me, reminds me of you. Save for, of course, your shortguys fetish (teehee), your anti-greenfoods policy, your jeans and sneakers and stripped shirts, your wall of love by your bed, and perhaps this might never end… The thought of Sophia brings to mind cute, long nightgowns on a blue futon, butterhorns from Ichido, running at five-minute intervals, homemade gingersnaps, chocolate truffles by the fireplace, and unfortunately, horror movies on the computer.

You’re right, a lot has changed, but I’ll never stop being grateful to you—thank you for always being the sister I always wanted.

-the end, by linda

She is:

LINDA (LEE-N-DA)

remember that name

-noun

1. Mrs. Strawberry. Potsticker Yin and Yang.

2. Cheerful, optimistic, happy.

3. “H.e.a.r.t.s aren’t perfect, so why should l.o.v.e be?”

4. Determined, outgoing, funny.

5. Tennis.tennis.tennis.tennis.tennis

6. Someday, you’ll be just like Sakura. Only you won’t be able to rely on chakra to sew skin back together and get the heart beating again…

7. Because my better is better than your better is faster than your fast is stronger quicker quicker than your quicker my power you underestimate my agility my better and my reaction my better is better better than your better

(…So just DO it)

Liiiiikes

Coffeemate Fruits (non-allergy ridden) Starbucks J.R Celski Jabbawockeez SasuSakuThe smell of rain David Choi Last Alliance

Harry Potter Vietnamese sandwiches Ukuleles Tennis Determination and hard work Angst Finally-having-a-driver’s license Improvement Nike Ichi-nii Black milk bubble tea Crepes

D.R.e.a.Ms

i hope that someday, all your dreams will come true and that you can finally remove those dots between the letters

and make the word whole

At the moment, life seems to be split into two: UPenn and becoming a doctor.

since it’s you i have absolutely no doubt that you will be able to make it. if you want, we can even bet on it.

To me:

When I think of you, I remember afternoon tea and white bagels with strawberry cream cheese. I think of Korean subways and warm nights in Shanghai, mooncakes, Kiseki and song explanations, ramen in the wee hours of the morning, Ichido, Narutardsforever and let’s not forget eyes like midnight passion.

There are times when we laugh and cry and are silent and content and a little sad and a lot of in-betweens. Although things changed, and will change, let’s stick close for the remainder of high school and beyond.

Pinky swear it?

written by Soap-chan