Dear Diary,

I can’t believe I’m finally here. After all of the studying, all of the babysitting, all of the saved allowances and all of the collected minimum wage hours of serving infused water to spoiled day spa patrons, I’m here. I’m in China.

It’s autumn in Shang Simla, and the entire countryside is dappled in beautiful golden earth tones. I am only here for a few days so I decided to make the most of it and learn a skill. I am studying at the Academy to learn martial arts. I am by no means an expert yet, but someday, I hope I will be.

I hope that I can come back someday. In the meantime, I’m loading up on as many souvenirs as I can get to hold me over. It will be a while before I can travel again.

-Lynx

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Dear Diary,

I’m back home, just in time to say goodbye before I head off to college.

I leave tomorrow morning. I’m so scared. I guess just nervous, but it feels like fear. I have no idea what it’s going to be like. After the China trip, I only can afford to take the minimum amount of units, but I’m still going. And I’ll be living on campus, without having any friends or family there. It’s one thing to travel, but it’s another thing to know that I’ll be on my own for an entire year.

I talked to my dad a little about it tonight. I was full on weeping, telling him I had no idea what I was doing, and how I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t get as much comforting from him as I expected. He just hugged me and reminded me that I’m the heiress, the torch-carrier, so I have to make something of myself on my own. I don’t really understand what he means by it, but I can tell it’s important to him that I go.

And so here I go.

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Dear Diary,

Go Llamas! 🙂

I love it here. I can hardly remember why I was scared. I’m only taking one class, so I’m hanging out a lot with my dorm mates, partying, playing sports… it barely feels like school.

Oh, and I somehow landed the biggest room in the dorm! It has a fireplace, a double bed, and a pretty cool view of the hills. I guess that everyone wanted to room with their friends, so they didn’t even look at the single rooms! I am not complaining AT ALL.

While I like having a huge room and tons of leisure time, I’m pretty far from my degree. I guess I should save up so I can take more classes next year…

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Dear Diary,

Ugh, help me, I’ve got my first ever crush! I know, I’m a late bloomer, but whatever.

His name is Kaz and he’s one of my dorm mates. He’s just so creative and interesting! It’s like he thinks on an entire different level. We talk for hours and neither of us get bored. We just click. He’s the best. I really doubt anything will come of it, but at least for now, we’re friends. And if anything, I’ve got a sweet, fun, cute friend to hang out with.

… But I’m going to secretly wish we can be something more! You can’t stop me! 😛

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Dear Diary,

I JUST finished my final exam. And I feel pretty good about it! I would call my first year at University a raging success!

At the same time, I had a talk with my counselor about next year. It looks like even with my financial aid, it will be hard for me to afford all of the classes that I want to take next year. He suggested taking another minimal load, but even if I do that, my bank account would be pretty drained. I agreed to think about it and come back to him.

But I think I’ve made my decision. University was great, but I miss my family. At the same time, I really want to finish this degree. I think it’s time to take a little break from school and focus on making some money. I guess it’s back to the day spa for me…

See ya at home, Diary. Try not to judge me too harshly…

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A Quick Note: This is indeed the first legacy story that I’ve shared, so I make silly mistakes, such as this one:

I accidentally numbered the chapters wrong. I meant to start a new chapter when I switched POV to 2nd Gen, but… I don’t know what I was thinking. From now on, chapters will number in that way, but for now, I’m just starting Gen 2 naming now. Sorry for the mistake!