Marked for Success

Dear Alexis Stimac,

I saw you at the gym, and you saw me at the gym. You failed to recognize that I went to school with you for almost 8 years. Good to know. 

Love,

Mark Jao 

Yes, I am. In my duke sweater with no shirt under it. :] Yeees.

Spent the day at woodfield and next thing I know it’s Saturday. Monique is hilarious. My chest is very sore, and my eyes have grown heavy. Day well spent.

Didn’t get the mail so Momma is mad. ._. Fuuuuck.

I made eye contact with a Filipino guy who was shooting hoops. I was on the running track. I was scared that I knew him.

I have time right now. I want to be a suman brother. Here I go! :]

I’m sitting here late at night pondering whether I should do my homework or not. I can’t really go to bed because my taken nap prevents me from getting any further sleep. I feel at ease and accomplished. I thank god.

Fuuuuuuuuuck yah. Reed is my savior!

Too many questions.

I really am happy. We didn’t even place, but I’m happy. I shed no tears of sadness today. As I heard someone getting 3rd, I knew in my head that everybody was just as confused as I was. Our dance was beast and nothing can get me down about it.

I feel like someone punched me in the stomach. Realizing that you aren’t that special.

Ouch, bro.