Aug. 24th, 2008
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Aug. 24th, 2008 08:02 am15:30 was trying to print my notes to read on the ship, and the printer totally screwed up all the order of the pages. #
15:30 have to figure out which page belongs to which poem. =A=;; #
16:16 Jason Mraz's songs make me cry. ): #
20:09 i kind of not want to write this article because i've got too much on my mind but duty calls. #
00:29 Mraz always makes me feel better. I cry, but he makes me feel better. Always. Sometimes. I wish he always could. #
00:42 grit my teeth, put my head to the grindstone. i've got to do this. #
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Aug. 24th, 2008 04:35 pmHullo everyone! In Saigon right now!!
Um. That is all I guess?
EDIT:
Yum. Had pho for lunch, and Choon and I are heading down to this cafe by the river to chill out before dinner and then heading back to sleep.
HCM isn't as... chaotic as I expected - not as touristy as their other Indochinese counterparts but there's just something about the place. Like the way I can just walk across the street and have the monocycles just swerve around me (and have Choon shout at me to be more careful).
It's that sort of reckless abandonment that gets me in and out of trouble.
I'm trying very hard, to keep my head above water. My personality is just like this, unfortunately for myself. Naturally melancholic, weaned on Disney films and Mermaid's Saga -- the sort who would throw herself off a train-track but stop right at the last moment because I don't want to get myself sliced into a million, bloody pieces.
So yes. I'm hanging in there. Treading water, eating pho and drinking avacado juice. I suppose I pissed God off a whole lot in my last life time, because this one simply sucks. Why can't I be selfish for once and get what I want? To have my cake and eat it too?
Oh well.
Just keep swimming, swimming...
Um. That is all I guess?
EDIT:
Yum. Had pho for lunch, and Choon and I are heading down to this cafe by the river to chill out before dinner and then heading back to sleep.
HCM isn't as... chaotic as I expected - not as touristy as their other Indochinese counterparts but there's just something about the place. Like the way I can just walk across the street and have the monocycles just swerve around me (and have Choon shout at me to be more careful).
It's that sort of reckless abandonment that gets me in and out of trouble.
I'm trying very hard, to keep my head above water. My personality is just like this, unfortunately for myself. Naturally melancholic, weaned on Disney films and Mermaid's Saga -- the sort who would throw herself off a train-track but stop right at the last moment because I don't want to get myself sliced into a million, bloody pieces.
So yes. I'm hanging in there. Treading water, eating pho and drinking avacado juice. I suppose I pissed God off a whole lot in my last life time, because this one simply sucks. Why can't I be selfish for once and get what I want? To have my cake and eat it too?
Oh well.
Just keep swimming, swimming...