Monthly Archives: November 2009

Slightly Heartbroken

Guys, just because you can try to sympathise with a girl’s situation about an ex or a past love interest does not make you, the next ideal. All the time talking about ‘you will find someone better’ – ok maybe, but it does not mean it’s you. Please shut the fuck up and leave me

POST:SET4SET

So I went to SET4SET and it was alright. After the show I was hungry so I asked Sam and Darren to join me for dinner. It was my first meal of the day. Crispy aromatic duck with pancakes, sweet and sour chicken, beef in spicy sauce and egg-fried rice. The bill came up to

Darren

Chillin’ with my boy Darren from Mexalon. Dinner, films, random stuffs haha.

Crazy week in a nutshell

Monday – Boyfriend dumps me via text message. Back to the single life baby! Wednesday – Triple birthday celebration in one night. I ended up getting home at 8am on Thursday morning. Fragmented memory but no hangover. Friday – I find out that I’m will not be getting Qualified Teacher Status. Originally bad news but

What a way to end a week…

So I attended lectures today and I was told that I had to go and see my program convener and assistant program convener. Obviously I am afraid as I was unsure what the issue would be. Last year as some of you know I had a very challenging year 6 class which highly demotivated me

Sugar Cane!

image:Sugar Cane (via Chris Doucette) I miss waking up and knowing the man who sells sugar cane was around the corner. Who peels it using their teeth? :]

Vietnam

image: Long way (via -clicking-) My mother used to tell me that when she was a young child she had to carry very heavy baskets in the early morning to the market (similar to the ones in the picture but bigger). She carried on working and doing this until my birth. Appreciate the women in

Home

image: Bình Thuận Sunset (via J Catlett) I was born in the Binh Thuan province, sometimes I sit back and wonder what life would be like if I had never left…

Feelin’ Nostalgic

image: ke ga (via allin990) Fishing is part of our life in Vietnam, of course now we have much more modern boats. When my dad was younger he had to go out to fish in order to provide for the family, I think the long days out at sea and in the hot blazing sun

Rice

image: green stairs (via biroe) One of my fondest memories is working on my aunt’s rice field. The rice had grown and it was time to harvest. I was dressed in typical Vietnamese attire, equipped with my sun hat and scythe. I enjoyed the experience because I know it’d be a rare occurrence that I’d be doing