numero 8

its been a bit over a week since mine, chau's, vicky's and taehee's departure from our dorm in nyc to make our descend back to vietnam. and it's also been a bit over a week of suffocation, a bit over a week having no one to say hi to after school around 4-5 o clock and no more skipping days to coney island. just a bit over a week. no more food in the cafeteria despite the quality. no more new school id or lock out of dorm, no more freedom of leaving and coming back whenever, no more hating emily moss and her sidekick anya, no more kicking people off of my bed, no more bunk bed, no more seeing familiar faces we have been seeing the past months and worst of all no more roommate. i think everyone who have experienced parson's new york intensive summer course is mesmerizing all the good times, all the bad times we have gone through while residing there, little or lot. i think we all gained a bit of respect for ourselves after this trip. one summer could really change life, and this summer definitely did. i think everyone who was involved would do it over again. but it might be time to move on with our lives, we shouldnt be sad that it's over, we should all be happy that it happened.

numero 7

i am in new york. its honestly so refreshing here, lots of inspirations, influences, and distractions. i met up with my roommate the first day. i was pretty nervous, not knowing what to expect and etc..., but he turn out to be pretty down to earth and chill. after getting to know each other, we soon realized we have a few mutual similarities. he goes on explaining the 6th separation philosophy-of-sort, the thing i have always wondered about. what i learn so far? life is so beyond classrooms and books, but so much of it is involved with people. people who you care, respect and trust. i learned to not expect anything and be amazed at whatever decide to play out. and learned that life is interesting, so dont be afraid to expect surprises. dont live in fear, live in excitement.

numero 6

julia perretta: he dont love you like i do.
i received the fisheye adaptor along with my camera, and i just found out i could connect it with my xsi, i was so juiced. it woke up early today! yay! noel is coming for a sleepover, maybe, or thats what she said. hoping to rent a good ol' movie and watch it. i will be leaving tomorow to new york. it's funny, how i am not excited as i thought i would. i mean i have been anticipating for this trip since 3 or 4 months back. but it's going to be a blast, i am actually hoping to hook up with someone else, oh god it's going to be an interesting summer. noel keeps saying how she will miss me. god, i will miss her too. i hate friendship. such a weird feeling. i seriously dont know how to differentiate between, friendship love, relationship love and parent-son love. i am especially weirded out by affections my parents attempt to show me, i hate it. that is why i avoid my parents... a lot. but i am stoked about coming back to vietnam. i dont want to be back for such a long time though, because i'll be gone for about 2 months. i wish i was more busy. talking about busy i have to read two books - one fore apes and the other for ape4. i have a feeling i am going to drop ape4 and take a cp class instead. i still have so much packing to do...

numero 5

i have been listening to beyonce's broken hearted girl last night and today straight. i like the lyrics. strong song. again, i woke up around 2pm today, i am so exhausted. i hate waking up late and i should really start to pack. tomorrow is the last day, and nothing is ready. shit! i need noel to get the fuck over tomorrow to help me pack. so i fly at 3 pm and i will arrive around 11pm on the east coast! it's going to be huge. i received my camera today, i was so happy and disappointed at the same time. apparently i need to go grab a 120 film roll, but i dont know where. i tried safeway and long's but it wasnt the same, so instead i wasted 8 bucks on a 35mm roll. fml! i made a new blog (yeah again) i put it on the sidebar under sidenote. other than that my rest of the day was quite quiet. how was yours?

numero 4

eurythmics: sweet dreams are made of this, who am i to disagree.
liam wasnt completely on my mind today! YES! however multiple of other people were though. noel, i wish you would have come, but its alright. i thought about patricia and stanky leg, i went to great america. went on most rides. i thought about eric, how he was so much more than just that one night. he is going to make someone very happy some day... haha, hey it happens. right? i tanned! a lot of interesting events happened today. i received some stuff in the mail, i spent around 45 hundred bucks yesterday and i got a very interesting voice mail and a phone call. sorry this entry is a bit scattered, but i am not sorry. here's a life lesson kids, you shouldnt be sorry for anything that is not involved anyone else. be sorry that you hurt someone but never be sorry you went through an experience. i've learned it the hard way, you learn so much more. remember to forgive but never, ever forget. dont forget. eric, liam and chris lee dont forget about me. i wish we were kids again sometimes, we fight, we beat the shit out of each other, we hate but we make up again, we always do. i wish life was that easy... sometimes. lets not forget about the perk being an adult, make up sex.

numero 3

today was quite interesting. 1. i barely had any sleep the night previous, 2. i woke up earlier, 3. i virtually spent the whole day with noel, and 4. i bought myself (and my mom and dad) the new iphone. of course the insomnia continued because of the one and only boo, liam. i dont know why. but i keep stumble on him. not good at all, i even added his number on my new phone. i think it's temporary because i know for sure i am not in love with him, not anymore. i mean i still love him and very much as kiyoko said "font the memories" but nothing more than sweet ol' reminiscing. i am still deciding whether to say happy birthday to him on his 16th birthday coming! sigh. the whole day was spent with noel, it was so fun, and about time. it's funny because, noel is that kind of girl where no matter how much time you spend with her, you dont feel it's enough. you will probably feel, like you always need more time. i saw plenty of familiar faces today, first a girl name mercedes beach, whom i met online because we are going to parsons together and then i saw angela and kristal? at tapioca express. it was a bit awkward, i got flustered. oh well.

numero 2

drake: you are the fucking best.
i was up all night last night. i didnt sleep until 4am. finally, i was talking to jed. his computer apparently died. but i am glad that i am talking to him again. i found out something really scary yesterday, lets just say that the internet is a very wacky and twisted place. talking to jed made me think of liam, his birthday is coming up soon, july 24th actually. my favorite thing about him is his patriotic mind, his heart and soul is always for the country. he is so smart and funny too, he is not a book smart (like me), he is global smart like my dad. he said he love to write and read, he wants to follow his dad and be a journalist. i always thought he would make such a great politician. god, if i could just tell him that. i woke up around 3pm today, it was so late. i felt so shitty. jennifer ditched me today, we were supposed to go see "the proposal". i am trying to call noel but i guess her phone "died". fucking technology killing my life. i am watching mystery diagnosis, i love these kind of show, so informative and interesting. i have always had an interest for medicine, but i am too much of a coward to be a doctor.
Sun 8:27 PM: today is father's day, after making him a little *gif picture, i decided to go on here and read the whole story again. i dont know why but it always managed to make to sob a little. although my dad is alive and well, i haven't seen him since april. i miss him a whole lot and although i know that he believes that i dont love him, i want to let him know that, i do love you, so much. happy father's day.
i wrote this on http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/