my cousin is in her first semester at Cal, studying Chemical engineering

she’s lived in Korea most of her life,

then a couple years in the Czech republic/Austria.

She studied super hard to get into school in the US,

and despite financial difficulties, was able to attend Berkeley.

We had dinner tonight at my grandma’s and she mentioned to my mom

that she was really happy because she got a 4.0 this semester.

A 4.0.

Her story is inspiring and i’m proud of all that she’s been through,

but now i’m under a shitload of pressure

and i feel like my family is criticizing my every move..

tonight we'll be drunk

we'll celebrate, we'll mourn.

our lives have changed

and we'll leave this place we've come to love.

Go back to California,

it'll be as if this part never happened.

A dream.

But don't let go of this dream.

Hold on to it, never forget this place

these people. Everything.

We'll drink to the good times,

we'll drink to the bad.

We'll drink and be merry,

hug and probably cry.

And we will dance.

Dance, because once we leave

the dancing won't come back with us.

So my friends, tonight we'll drink

and dance, and for once,

drink, but not to forget. To remember.

you're everything i never wanted;

but why can't i forget about you??