It's the television show called "The O.C."
Sunday, August 31, 2008
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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
heart-warming
In this life, heart-warming moments can come at unexpected times, from unexpected people.
And I have always been touched by sudden care random people showered on me.
Just some flashback:
. Today, at work, my manager told me: "I don't want you to burn out you know! Are you sure you can do it?"
. A lot of people: "Are you ok!"
. A roomate: "Do you need help with chem!"
. A roomate: "Sorry, I don't know how to help!"
. A person: "Hello, Don!" - and gave me a teddy bear.
. A person: "..."
well, there are so many of those moments, but not all of the time I told them the truth about how I felt.
And that's why it felt so good when I talked with the Js, M, and B, and Hs, when I could actually tell the truth all of the times. It felt so good.
And that's why I always miss the little dot called Singapore. Even though by and by, my memories of it keep fading away.
I plan to write blog entries about my years in Singapore so that I won't forget a big part of my life, but I'm going to change most of the names of the characters, the ones that I should protect their privacy due to the fact that they are not close friends with me.
Reading back the sentence I have just typed above, I don't really understand it.
Anyway, to sum up, I miss Singapore.
and hey JiaJun, it was so interesting that I bumped into you in Vivocity when I was searching for a birthday gift for Nicole.
(the last sentence is part of the memoir thing I am going to write about some time soon)
=]
OBAMA
I am not a man of politics, I don't want to be involved in politics.
Anyway, I support Obama. And this is one of the reasons:
You rock, Michelle Obama!
Ellen DeGeneres
YAY! She's married!
However, this post is not really about her!
I wanted to write a new entry, but I could not think of ANYTHING to write. Then the name Ellen DeGeneres popped up in my head and I typed her name down as the title, and she's MARRIED.
Anyway, right now I'm thinking of something else. I think I like dogs.
... dogs are cute ...
I just stumbled on a girl's blog, and I find these lines very heart-warming:
"... you held my hands like my brother, my best friend... you told me it's okay, it's alright because you are there... it felt like family... felt like having somebody to share, to protect me... i could be young again but not be afraid... :)..."
I feel happy for her!
I once felt that way, I felt that I had somebody to share, I felt that somebody was special, I felt that I could count on somebody, but I was deluded. As an only child, I tend to think that sometimes, some random person can become my sibling, whom I can share my secrets with, whom I can lean on, or simply become an outlet of my thoughts.
Well, it never happened for me. They were just delusions after delusions, leaving me feeling so stupid after each time.
That's why I feel happy for her. Genuinely happy! Cos in life, that kind of friendship is hard to forge. I think!
Haha, nah, I think I like dogs, although that has nothing to do with what I've just written, or what I'm about to write.
I just like to remind myself that I actually like dogs.
And it feels SO WONDERFUL to type in my blog again, after SUCH a LONG time.
Some update:
1. On Sunday, Aug 24, I had my very first public performance with an all-vietnamese audience, although it was my second public performance in the States. It felt awesome to be able to sing again! I was still goofy as usual, my address to the crowd before my song was exactly like this:
" Good morning erm ladies erm and erm... gentlemen..." - but in Vietnamese.
haha, anyway, the song was not so bad. End of story.2. There was a dog amongst the audience. And I'm not kidding.
3. The MC was really pretty.
4. It did not rain.
5. I still hate maths.
To sum this post up, I really want to say: I MISS YOU ALL, I MISS SINGAPORE!!!!
AND I SUPPORT BARACK OBAMA!
p.s. I love you! I still do, even though my memory of you have faded!
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