A work of art

Another day of snow. A good time to write, I guess. I would start with this: If someone watch a day of your life on mute, what message would it speak? Would it look like a work of art?My answer is yes and no. I cannot actually imagine my life on mute or imagine myself […]

Maya and I

I randomly walked into my workplace today, which I don’t usually do because I believe going to a place so many times will make me bored of it. And obviously, I don’t want to get bored of a place at which I would eventually have to work four days a week. Anyway, I went to […]

Green garden

The bus engine stopped in the middle of the street, and we all were told to wait for about thirty minutes before the “rescuing” bus come picking us up. I live half an hour away from the main bus station. I did not say anything. I did not complain, even though I was worried that […]

write and recharge my battery

I have been… Running more lately. Reading more lately. Working out more lately. I am becoming better in many things – finishing homework before bedtime, being on time for work and classes, being open to advice from others, and changing those few bad habits bit by bit every day. But the weather has not been […]

Things happen for a reason – why I am such an odd.

I have met so many people saying I am a weird girl. I do things in a very different way that they cannot understand, but no one ever asks for reasons. I always assume that even if I speak up, I will never be heard, just because I am an odd. But the truth shall […]

Arts 🎭

This is Joy. She was mad because she didn’t understand all these artsy stuffs. This is when I told her to smile so that this would be a great photo. And greater it is. Curvy. Los Angeles. The City of Angels. We have been here for five days. To me, this is my very first […]

Tilted.

(Other perspectives) Every day. Same thing. But not nothing. Every day. We grow. I grow. Towards the sun.  Her head tilted, thinking about what to write. She has been doing the same thing over and over again for days, and there seems to be nothing new to share. Tilted. Is that all life offers?  I […]

Mệt quá đi hiu

(Other perspectives) Looks like tears.  Sáng mở mắt dậy mà cứ hiu hiu không muốn đi học đâu, không muốn làm bài đâu. Nghĩ tới cái lịch kín mít chẳng có nổi nửa tiếng nghỉ ngơi mà buồn xịu. Rồi dần dần cũng nhận ra hình như dạo này mình đang xa cách với tất […]

Yêu thương vô hình – Invisible love

(Other perspectives) Invisible but reflective.  As I grow older, love, to me, becomes more invisible, even though it has always been.  I grew up in a Catholic family. My grandparents witnessed the love of God, and since then following God is what every person in my family has to do. I believe in God, so […]