Hi, everyone. Thought I'd update this thing. Been a couple years almost.
So I've finally graduated from college a couple months ago. Did a double major and got a B.S. in Nutrition Education and Health Promotion. Graduated summa cum laude
with a 4.0 GPA. I was one of the student graduate speakers at my commencement; had the honor of addressing my fellow graduates in my college and all their family members and friends--got to write a nifty speech and everything! People kept stopping me afterwards to tell me how much they liked my speech, even at the restaurant where I celebrated.
I also won the Outstanding Student Graduate Award for both of my degree programs. During my last year, I was the vice chair and chair for the Asian Student Involvement Association (ASIA), a new club I helped found at the university. My club got nominated for the Crystal Crest - Registered Organization of the Year Award, and so, as the club chair, I had the joy of being interviewed by a panel to see if we were worthy of the honor. At the actual ceremony, I was floored when my club was announced as the winner. Should've seen me--my hands were shaking as I held the award, giving a little thank-you speech in front of hundreds of people better-dressed for the occasion than I was, hahaha.
This summer has been a mad-dash of applications and job searching. Ugh. Not the funnest part of my days. I have so much free time on my hands, though. Now that I have a breather, I've been taking the time to work on myself instead of my academics; been working out again, eating better, doing regular walks. Lost 6 pounds within the last two weeks, which pleases me greatly! Had WAAAAY too many fast-food runs while going to college and working 4 student jobs, so I gained a little bit of college weight--ironic considering my majors.
Finally wrote a new poem but not for a reason I like. Unfortunately, I had to put my dear pit bull down last year in August. His health deteriorated rapidly and I had to make that god-awful drive to the emergency vet in the middle of the night. Miss you so much, buddy. Had to make it back to school first thing in the morning for a group project and put on a happy face. Here's the poem, although it might be a bit rough--just wrote it as quickly as I could cause I knew I wouldn't be able to write it if I didn't just power through.
AdmissionHere's a good one: I cry without catharsis
within the white spaces of my day--
the lone car rides home,
the intermittence between college classes
and the open garden where life grows
and grows seemingly from dirt, water, love.
How is it then that I lost you? I see you
in too many empty places: the rug
at the top of the stairs, the worn grass
beneath the apple tree, the phantom warmth
where you curled between my legs
for sleep. Oh, it gets better: some nights
I haul myself to the outside wounds
of starlight, demand an answer from God.
I won't lie: it's crossed my mind, smothering
away the sobs between the hearth-brown blanket
a shade away from yours. It no longer cradles
your smell--or you. Just this pathetic man
that steals away a moment to dwell
on his failure--embarrassing, right?
I picked you first. Held you. I let you go--gave up.
Watched your eyes slip into that hollowness,
that permanence, as you slumped on the vet's cold floor,
something growing inside of you that shouldn't--
Anyway, thanks for reading.