I've always been an easy enjoyed person. Often time, I find myself satisfied with a lot of little things. Like a beautiful sunny day, a rainy afternoon, a good song, an inspiring book, a good laugh, a little care of a random person. But a tasty breakfast always brings a marvellous feeling to me.
Bread & jam, accompanied with a cup o' hot teh; scrambled eggs and sausage, a croissant and cafe au lait, a bowl of Pho or Bun Bo and cafe sua da, a flateful of Com Tam and Saigonese iced tea, Kaya toast and hot teh with milk, the list goes on...
Ahh, why talking about food only?
These days are so gloomy in that area of West Texas. Half a month and I'll be gone for good. What do i feel? Bittersweet, I guess.
But I'm trying my best to enjoy every little moments of the life I have here, like buying flowers, taking care of my baby cat, enjoying sunset and coffee. Sometimes I feel most people take things for granted so often, that they refuse to appreciate natural gift. Just like me.
Now, I'm thankful for the sun everyday I wake up. I'm thankful for the rain that is so rare in this part of the country. I'm thankful for bread and jam that I'm so in love with.
Half a month and I'll be gone. New life I'll have, let's hope for the best.
O' dear :)
It's supposed to be an age of hope, of desire and dream. Why am I feeling discouraged like this? Sometimes I feel like if something happens that breaks the thread, I'll kill myself within a second....
Nobody wants to be left behind, nor even stays still in the present.
Sometimes I feel ashamed of myself for being negative for so long. I was abandoned by a person, but hundreds of thousands of people don't have parents, don't have a home, don't ever mention about education. And I am here now, whining about how my heart is broken into pieces. :)
Since you can't die, they said, try to make as much out of your life as possible.
Những điều này có chết cũng không quên được.
Khi có tình cảm với một ai đó, điều buồn nhất là nhận ra mình vô duyên, tức không có duyên, có phận với nhau. Những cảm xúc từ một phía đã rất buồn, điều tệ hơn là bản thân đã phạm uý vào việc ưa thích sai người ở sai thời điểm.
Và như thế thì nên quên đi.
Điều tệ thứ nhì, à không, điều còn tệ hại hơn nữa là việc lòng đang dần yên, tâm đang tịnh thì người đó nói thẳng vào mặt mình, là người đó thích mình.
Vui. Rất vui. Nhưng như một cú tát.
Vì lời nói rẻ tiền, thể xác còn rẻ hơn, sau những cuộc vui người ta về với gia đình. Bỏ lại đằng sau chiếc gối rớt một cách mạnh bạo, chiếc chăn nhàu nát, cơ thể rã rời và một trái tim vỡ từng mảnh.
Như thế này lòng nào còn có thể yên lại? Mắt vốn dĩ đã buồn, nay luôn ầng ậng nước mắt.
Biết bao giờ mới được bình yên?
Mang tiếng bán thân chỉ vì lời yêu không có quyền được nói ra.
Bẽ bàng thay...
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
Leaving Facebook the second time. The best thing to prevent one from thinking about other people is not seeing them at all. Not an absolutely effective method but at least I think it works for now. I'm tired of witnessing people's drama. I feel like Facebook is the place where nobody cares about your problem AT ALL. I've read somewhere "do not tell people your trouble since 80% (I think it's more) don't care, they're just curious and glad that you have it." So yea.
I'm learning Canto now guys, so much fun (AND SO SO SO CHALLENGING). Even a year ago, I didn't even bother thinking about learning another language since I wanted to give my all for English. I don't want to struggle everyday with people saying "your English sucks. if you want to at least get a decent job, learn proper English." What is proper English? I dont know, well, I just want a pretty participating conversation with the folks around me.
Back to Canto, which is Traditional Chinese. I, now, can somehow distinguish spoken Cantonese and Mandarin. Is it just me? Am I too biased? I do think Cantonese has more beauty than Simplified Chinese. Hah, yes, simplified and traditional.. what do you think? :)
Another summer is passing by, it's been 5 years since the day I left Saigon. A lot of things have changed, I'm glad I changed too. To be honest, the memories I had prior to the day I departed 5 years ago have been blurred much, I can't really recall a lot... Sad? no... I just regret why didn't I grow up sooner, so that I wouldnt have to make such silly mistakes and stuffs.
I once said nowhere in the world has given me such comfortable feelings of being at home like Saigon. I still do think so, but by being at home, I mean being at home with my mum and dad... not Saigon. Going back and forth every year, why do i still feel like a visitor? What happened to my Saigon? What happened to me?
Errrrr, going to the gym now, tap hay la` mappppp ??!!
Newest MV from BoA. Love her, love the song so much !
Maybe I hang around here A little more than I should We both know I got somewhere else to go But I got something to tell you That I never thought I would But I believe you really ought to know
I love you I honestly love you
You don't have to answer I see it in your eyes Maybe it was better left unsaid This is pure and simple And you should realize That it's coming from my heart and not my head
I love you I honestly love you
I'm not trying to make you feel uncomfortable I'm not trying to make you anything at all But this feeling doesn't come along everyday And you shouldn't blow the chance When you've got the chance to say
I love you I honestly love you
If we both were born In another place and time This moment might be ending in a kiss But there you are with yours And here I am with mine So I guess we'll just be leaving it at this
I love you I honestly love you I honestly love you
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If we were born in another place and time, would you love me like I love you?
