"There is more hunger for love and appreciation in this world than for bread."
- Mother Theresa

and yah, I agree.

a post like no other

photo art by Alberich Mathews

I'll start this post with two words: "sperm" and "egg".


Strange?


Yes, it is. But suddenly, I have this thought running in my head, and I must write it out.


Let's start.

And I'll start with names: Thomas Edison, Leonardo Da Vinci, Marie Curie, Newton, Albert Einstein,...

some more names: Jason Mraz, Corrinne May, Josh Groban,...

and even more names: Barack Obama, John McCain, Hillary Clinton, Lee Kuan Yew, Jazques Chirac,...

of course, more names: Britney, Paris Hilton, The Jonas Brothers,...


and, there things: iPods, cell phones, Playstation, LAPTOP, Clothes,...




And what do all of these have in common?
_ They are human and they are creations by human.

And where do human come from, where is each of these people mentioned above come from?
_ A SINGLE SPERM AND EGG.


I suddenly find this very intriguing. Sperm is very small, well, I don't read bio anymore so I don't know the exact size and I don't bother wiki it, but well, it IS VERY SMALL. Egg is bigger than sperm, but it is still small, I think.

And to think that after fertilization, and after a long time, it will become human, it will grow into a teenager, an adult, an elderly, with many many events and milestones along the way. I find that amazing.

Isn't it amazing?

So basically, great people like Albert Einstein started out just like anyone of us. From the fertilization of a sperm and an egg. And the minuscule fetus grew with time, become a man, and a legend.

And I suddenly find that life is such a gift. Really, with time, something that is SO small become SOMETHING that is so precious, so larger than life.

It's like I was just a tiny piece of sand 19 years ago.Now, I have eyes, a nose, ears, hair, mouth, a body, a BRAIN, a beating heart,... And to think that just 19 years ago, I was NOTHING, I was TINY.

Suddenly, I find that the creation of a human being is so GROUNDBREAKING. Really.


Well, on a smaller scale, let's think about a flower. One morning, it was just a plant in front of your house. After that, you are like "Hey, there are buds!" And before you can realise, there are beautiful roses in your front yard.

And all of that started with pollen grains and, I want to say egg?. Haha, I really forgot my bio stuff.



So, the whole of this post is, I find LIFE is an amazing process. Life experience is a different story, more often ugly than beautiful, at least for me.

But anyway, I suddenly start to appreciate my life more. I have grown from practically nothing to a 19 year old person.


And I think that is something that I really need to TREASURE.


Thank you God for my life!

materialism

I was thinking of getting a new phone. I was torn between two choices:
1) LG Prada Phone
2) Nokia E71

But then, I realised I had been saving to buy a car. And a car is more crucial cos that's how I can go from home to college next year. And who knows, from home to the mall, from home to KFC, from home to gf's place.

Nah, scrap the last part. I'm not interested in a relationship. And even if I am, nobody would care about me anyway. But hey, at least I would have a car. HAHAHAH! And yah, I believe there maybe some genuine people who can understand and befriend me!

I'm excited about going to college next year!

And back to the phone issue. I already have 2. It makes no sense to get a third one.



Note to self: MUST NOT BUY A NEW PHONE. MUST SAVE MONEY.



Sigh. Me trying to save money is like Paris Hilton trying not to be stupid. I'm quite a spendthrift. I must control myself.



I'm becoming a workaholic!!!!




and out.

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pictures that caught my eyes

Another vision - the photo is taken by Kristina Buceatchi.

THIS is SO cute.

Water and rose

A flower - the photo is taken by Indah Susanti.


A photo by Shazeen Samad. It is so interesting!

OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO CUTTEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Returning to the same ocean
Beautiful composition, telling a somehow sad story.

nonsense ramblings

I have nothing to post about. So I'll post random things that are going through my head right now.

1. I'm drinking water.
2. Straight guys are actually lesbians, and straight girls are actually gays. They do have common interests, don't they?
3. There is no cockroach in my room.
4. I hope there will be no cockroaches in my room.
5. "Oops, I did it again" is a song by Britney Spears.
6. My name is Don.
7. My surname is Nguyen.
8. Josh Groban is not my name.
9. I like Josh Groban. I like Jason Mraz too but I'm scared of him. And I sure love Corrinne May.
10. I don't have a dog.
11. I'm still drinking water.
12. and blogging, obviously.
13. Uh, this point is unlucky, so I'll go on to point 14.
14. Well, technically, this is the 13th rambling, but as I put the number 14 at the beginning. This point is not unlucky. This point is lucky.
15. Hah, I don't have a 15th point.

The end -


P.S. I love my dog, even though I don't have one.

word cloud of the day

Recognize this chunk of words?

yah, they are all from my blog!

a rush a adrenaline, and a real-life love story

Ok, let me tell you about what has JUST happened.

I was watching Desperate Housewife on my laptop, then SUDDENLY, a really disgusting spider with red and white legs crawled down the wall. I dashed to the toilet to grab some toilet paper to catch it.

When I came back to my room, I realised: "Oh no! It's too disgusting! If I cannot catch it successfully and it fells onto my hand, how am I supposed to eat M&M chocolate later???"

So, I immediately thought of getting the insect spray. But then by the time I came back, the spider would have gone away.

"I need a spray, I need a spray!" - I thought.


And there it was, I saw my hair spray. It was just right there.



So.


I grabbed my TRESemmé tres two european hair spray ultra fine mist professional formula net wt 11 oz (312 g), and SPRAY ON THE DAMN EIGHT-LEGGED THING.

I sprayed on it. It slowed down. I sprayed some more, it slowed down some more. AND THEN I sprayed some more, it slowed down EVEN more.

And then I sprayed it EVEN more, and it shrunk into a ball. And obviously, immobile. And then I scooped it with my layered toilet paper, and flushed it down the toilet bowl, where the toilet paper should go.


And that's how I got a rush of adrenaline.


so lessons learn:
1. Don doesn't like insects.
2. Hairspray can be used to spray on other things other than hair.
3. Insects spray are not always available when you REALLY need.
4. Hair spray can be used for defense (spray in the eyes of stalkers).
5. Don't use deodorant spray to kill insects cos that's a waste.
6. Don cannot think of a sixth lesson from this love story.
7. Don doesn't like insects.
8. Don hates insects.
9. Desperate Housewife is interesting. Seriously.

and this is the end of a love story that actually happened in real life.

LOL

seriously, lol!!!

and it's quite cute too.

chic

I want that shirt!

Don's GROUNDBREAKING realisation

well, it's about Harry Potter.

You know what, people died in Harry Potter. Lily, James Potter, Dumbledore, Sirius,...

You know what, in "The Prisoner of Azkaban", there is a time-turner, isn't there! Hermione got it to get through classes, AT ONCE.


So do you get the picture yet?

Here goes, people can use the time-turner to go back in time to save all those people, to kill Voldermort, maybe kill some spiders, snakes, go to the zoo, sleep on a couch, drink purified water, burn alcohol,...

wait, I digressed, sorry.


anyway, if the time-turner had been used, then there would be no death, there would be no conflict, there would be no Voldermort, there would be no Harry Potter the boy who lived, there would be no books, there would be no sales, and J.K.Rowling would not be so SO SO SO RIIIICHH.


So, the point of this post, is: J.K.Rowling is REALLY REALLY smart.

the end.

just a flashback

To everyone who has been talking to me via the tagboard, I'm SO SORRY that I haven't been replying you. I'm SO SORRY. I'll reply soon.


I suddenly have a flashback on my acjc days. Nothing much. But it hurts me. And I don't know why!


The thing is, everyday, in the NUS high school residence. I would woke up at five fifty, or six. I would take a REALLY long time to shower, and brush my teeth, and then wrap my body in something and then change into my acjc uniform. And then I would put on my contact lenses. And then I would grab one of the three bags (retro black, faux leather, or black zinc - depending on my mood) that I had put all the books/files in the day before. Then I would put on my socks, which I would usually struggle to find a pair that would match.

And then I would say bye to my roomate. Which I really cannot remember what I usually said anymore. Was it "bye nat!", or "hey, bye!", or "i'm going first, bye!", or simply leave and lock the room if my roomate had already left.

Then I would go out to wait for the elevator. Three things may happen:
1. It opens and I go down to the ground floor.
2. It opens, I meet ...., I feel really awkward, and answer everything .... asks until I reach the ground floor. I'm really sorry, .... It should not be this way, it was all my fault.
3. The lift is so SO slow. And I ran down the stairs.


If I was early, I would eat at the canteen. Or I would skip breakfast and the run to the bus.

Once I reach the bus, I would fight my way in, and FIGHT to get upstair, sit at somewhere near the front, where losers such as me usually sit. Cool people usually sit at the back, I was afraid I would stain their cool air.

And I Had to tolerate lousy music from other people's phone the whole time.

And I would text "Good morning, PJ" to PJ.

Once the bus stop, I would ran to school, cos I was always late. I would run through path next to the contruction site of the performing arts building, the one that I had dreamed of seeing it completed.

along the hallway, I would try to avoid as many people I know as possible until I reach the choir seats.


And I would sing with my choir mates, the only thing that I really loved doing during the day.


But that is to painful to reflect on, so I'll fast forward.

I would be in lessons, I hate chem, I love bio, I loathe econs, I don't really like maths but I try because the teacher is extremely understanding, I like GP cos the teacher is so funny but I hate the content most of the time. I don't really care about PE but it's SO FUN. I don't like PW cos the teacher is evil.

When recess comes, I would either sleep in the library, eat alone in the canteen during mother tongue, or with my classmates when it's not mother tongue.

and then,...

I love the milo stall I love the chick and pig stall.

I love how the porridge tastes so good when I was having gastric.




And I love that sometimes, people noticed that I existed.






Anyway, I just suddenly remembered what usually happened during a normal school day. And I feel painful. It reminded how much of a loser and loner I am.

But I really miss those moments. Cos that just proves that I am me.





right now, I really miss and cherish the short year I had in acjc.



Life is sarcastic. I hated school, until I'm out of it.





It's so painful to think back about last year. I hated it, but I miss it so much. I was so lonely, I was a loser and somehow, a few people still genuinely cared for me. Somehow, a few people even talked to me, and became my really great friends.




I miss my friends, so much.
And I hope you all are doing well.



I miss my friends. So much.

FUNNIEST THING EVER

Well, meet Fred!

Anyway, that's not his real name. This guy is 14 and he's such a talented comedian. YOU MUST WATCH THIS.

And yes, he did this himself, and he talks THAT fast.

my new OBSESSION

It's the television show called "The O.C."

HEY

Hey, I miss my cat.

WAIT A MINUTE!

I Don't have a cat!!

Never mind!

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!

absolutely beautiful

I'm sorry!

I love you God!