Birthday

Hey hey birthday birthday

I'm 26 now. The first day is alcohol free and tasted just like 25!!!
But I'll save it for tonight, when me and a few close friends will have a little cider party... Yep, cider, my most favourite of all time. Sweet alcohol, drink till you're dead drunk...

Ok, time to make a wish.
Before that, I feel like I'm still being watched. I've scanned through all the connections associated with my blogger here, and disconnected it from Google+, so it should be nowhere in sight from anyone!!
I don't want to put it in private mode because it would look just like a dead blog. Imagine you write on your Google doc. Boriiiiiiinnnngggg.

Any how, back to the wishes.

I hope my family will stay safe and sound, and happy. That's my biggest wish.
I hope I'll be in great health condition. I'll try my best to take care of my own self.
I hope I'll make it to many other places in the world. It would be great if I can visit another continent aside from Asia this year. Strength, money, time, and free of mind, everything you need to be a traveller.

26.
Hanoi is being crazily cold these days. 5C in the rain here is 10 times worst than Everest Base Camp's -15C. I miss the sun. I miss my sunshine, my dandelion.

25 - I've met so many new people around the world. Most of them I don't really know when I'll see them again.

It's a bit disappointing not having heard anything from you, but to be honest, it wasn't a great surprise considering how your mind usually works. You're so frustrating, just like those Murakami and Ishiguro novels - sad sad people drowning themselves in the imaginary fears. You are not entitled to live like that and neither am I. Think, think differently.
Hah, but you won't, I know you won't, because that's the way you are.

Time will flush down everything, no matter how dramatic I'm trying to be. I'm no longer tied to the obsession. But it still feels a bit sad that I now have to admit that this is how it ends.

This is how it ends.

Our paths may never cross again, here or there. I met you again when I just turned 25, and you were by my side when I collapsed onto the cold ground though you were miles away and you didn't even know. I thought it could be something.

But here's an inconvenient truth for drama queen: it was nothing, no star-crossed lovers, but also no happy ending. A boy in distress and disappointment found a stop gap, staying for a short while with a girl who was merely a distraction for him.
He now moves on with his real life and so does she. They may meet again in 5 or 10 years later and at that time the hearts will barely remember the mid-twenties touch of pink.

No, it's not a happy ending if the girl and the boy are to be the stars of the story.
But who says their story needs a happy ending.
And who says they need to be the star or sunshine, or dandelion in each other's life.

Sunday

I dreamt about mom.

I often see her once in a while, and it always feels like she never left.
It's been nearly 10 years.

Lunar New Year is coming. My birthday is coming. I'll be 26 in, well, 11 days. Not feeling excited anymore...
Hope holiday is going to be alright. I'll try to be less OCD and cut off the pressure I'm putting on myself.

It would be a lie if I say I'm not missing it. Same time of the year again, same weather, same breezes, I miss it a lot.

Nonsensical weirdo Nhung.

First post

So, I'm blogging again.
It's been ages since the old cheesy yahoo, but I guess my level of abnormality hasn't really changed much.

I don't know what I'm going to write. Probably about travelling experiences and tips? I haven't been around that much and honestly, this blog doesn't mean to be published or anything.

I just need to write. It can be about the cheeky dog next door, or the squirrel in the office yesterday.

I'll probably write about what my photographic memory suddenly gives me each day. More like cinematographic actually...

Ok, so shall we?

(I thought only Britons like using it, but the "shall we" thing has come out mostly from a North American I know...)