This entry is in Vietnamese -- advance apology for the diversion from writing a second entry about my first-year college roommate which I promised to continue from the last post. I will resume to this particular topic once I have the chance to vent whatever I currently have on my mind in Vietnamese. Mấy ngày hôm nay trong office, mọi người nôn nao ( Read more... )

Mistakes are inevitable.

I know that much is true, but I still hate it everytime I made a mistake.

The fact is, I have been making a lot of mistakes lately. GRRRRR! The worse part is...all these mistakes are work-related.

I am doomed.

How many time should I be hating myself for making all these mistakes?

Digging up the old Yahoo! Photos, which has been forgotten for a few years, I found these ( Read more... )

I want to cry tonight for no particular reason. Don't worry, I am fine and perfectly sane. It's just one of those temperamental moments. I am sure some of you got a few of those passing by your days. Perhaps it's the mood swing, or maybe because that abysmal pain I share with my bestfriend still viciously linger. If neither one of those could ( Read more... )

I don't like to receive bad news because bad news create distraught. But bad news do come around, once in awhile, just to stop me from my tracks, from whatever pace I was on...to remind me that life is precarious ( Read more... )

It is starkly cold in my office; I have the space heater on at the maximum setting but it doesn't seem to work. As much as I hate to bundle up in layers, because layers make me look fat, I forced myself to wear stockings and 2 undershirts with a heavy wool turtle-neck sweater on top. Yet, I am still cold and looking ridiculously fat. But it's okay ( Read more... )

It took an hour for the shuttle service to bring me home from the train station, isn't it ridiculous? Finally, I am home, very thankful! New York City was windy and cold, but I had a good time nonetheless. Obviously, besides slaving for work, I had a good dose of tiramisu, some phở, wonton soup and noodles, and a damn good bowl of butternut squash ( Read more... )

Motivations -- where are you ( Read more... )

Q: What do you call when two people, both are hardheaded, walking around the house without speaking to one another for 2 days ( Read more... )

Once in awhile, I resented my parents for not giving me a sister -- just ONE sister and it would be enough. I know, it's not inherently their fault for not being able to produce another set of XX chromosomes after my birth but still, on occasions when something struck my cords, I resent them for not trying hard enough. Actually, I take that back, ( Read more... )