Also, I’ve found a couple that I like. What do you guys think?

if you watch this, then i’m already dead. wow. just joking. so, this is my face. and this is my other face. this is my name, and this is my therapy video. abracadabra. wow. i like boys on swings and girls on skateboards. i like babies in highchairs. i like pharmaceutical medical wrappers. i like people in hats with big eyebrows. i like people in hats with big eyebrows with mustaches. i like water caught in a spider’s web. i like wearing all my clothes at once. i like people who don’t smile. ever. i like people who smile. i like hair that goes on and on. i love food. in some ways i love everything. it’s less.. less of a thing than like, less distinct, less particular. i like the things that i like, but i love everything. there’s much more choice in like. because even the worst things have things to love in them. i love thing so much i feel i could float away. that’s wrong. my mom understands how to float every day. i don’t understand that so much. i don’t know what you mean about things i hate. i hate war. i hate swimming costumes that cling. i hate dripping taps. but i also sort of love dripping taps. i hate invitations. i hate radiations. i hate this. wow. sorry, dr. stock.

We are getting along very well now, Adam and I, and getting better and better acquainted. He does not try to avoid me any more, which is a good sign, and shows that he likes to have me with him. That pleases me, and I study to be useful to him in every way I can, so as to increase his regard. During the last day or two I have taken all the work of naming things off his hands, and this has been a great relief to him, for he has no gift in that line, and is evidently very grateful. He can’t think of a rational name to save him, but I do not let him see that I am aware of his defect. Whenever a new creature comes along I name it before he has time to expose himself by an awkward silence. In this way I have saved him many embarrassments. I have no defect like this. The minute I set eyes on an animal I know what it is. I don’t have to reflect a moment; the right name comes out instantly, just as if it were an inspiration, as no doubt it is, for I am sure it wasn’t in me half a minute before. I seem to know just by the shape of the creature and the way it acts what animal it is. When the dodo came along he thought it was a wildcat–I saw it in his eye. But I saved him. And I was careful not to do it in a way that could hurt his pride. I just spoke up in a quite natural way of pleasing surprise, and not as if I was dreaming of conveying information, and said, “Well, I do declare, if there isn’t the dodo!” I explained–without seeming to be explaining–how I know it for a dodo, and although I thought maybe he was a little piqued that I knew the creature when he didn’t, it was quite evident that he admired me. That was very agreeable, and I thought of it more than once with gratification before I slept. How little a thing can make us happy when we feel that we have earned it!

obstacles:
honestly, what impacted me the most was my dad suffering from cancer throughout my sophomore year to mid junior year. everyday, i would see my dad suffering from all the radiation therapy. also, every month, he would have to do chemotherapy.. which was awful. also, i became really busy as i had to do most of the translations for him because he doesn’t really understand English. well… there’s more to it, but i’ll write a brief backgroud info.

in addition to my dad’s cancer, my mom also suffered from mental disorder when i was around 12-13, which was my “rebellious stage”, so that honestly impacted me deeply as it had made my realize my immature actions as a pre-teen.

as for myself, i suffered from anxiety disorder when i was 16, beginning of junior year, because i couldn’t handle the stress from family and school (AP and honors).

i want to major in Chinese Studies.