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Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Missing My Prince

Where's my Snuggle Buddy?

I wish I'm cuddling my cat now... oh Minh if you only knew how much I've missed you and at the same time worried whether you've eaten or not. Who's gonna pick up some cat food for you while I'm not around. So sad...sigh... 
granny said u didn't eat anythin all day.. :( 

Hmn..just thought this could be the perfect time to share with you my pain,.. how awful I've been feeling in the past few days. Yeah, your mom is broken...she can't just get over easily. Who knows, if you were here, mom would move on sooner. 

Lots of love,


Saturday, 7 February 2015

Is It Time to Move On, Yet?

Does Time Really Heal?

Letting go of that person your heart truly beats for isn't easy. It gives you too much pain that your tears won't flow anymore. But this is better than holding on, and  being a fool of all his empty promises...maybe it wasn't his fault. Next time, guard your heart and mind with thick walls and don't let any man "gate crash" your flimsy feelings. 

Hmmnn... seriously, cover your ears once a man starts talking so you won't fall for his evil plans. He might be one of those who'd be happy seeing a woman get hurt and beg for his love. LOL... did I say "beg"? Nope, never ever beg for a man's love and attention because if he really loves you, he would take care of you like the most important part of his body that he'd be incomplete without you. 
My own #sangria mix...I wanna get drunk!
Most likely when a woman is broken, she wished that man would suffer, too. So she would stalk him online, or play the role of an FBI and do something for vengeance. But to me, I'd just sit and watch how Karma hits him so hard that all he could say is, "Damn you, Sue!"

It wouldn't be that easy to move on... but promise I will. Not today...maybe in months or years, doesn't matter I'd get there anyway.

Friday, 6 February 2015

Lonely Men

One thing for sure, people today are either bipolar or lonely. Many of them troll online or even at many tourist destinations around the globe. How can you maintain a "personal space" from these people, especially men? 

Well, if you're female, and a social network savvy, you'd know right there and then who's sincere and who's just there to get someone who can stand their everyday frustrations, and loneliness. They're the ones who would call you "dear", "honey", and other silly endearments in which only couples use (applicable to opposite sex only). I meant they even give you "hugs and kisses" messages as well as "I love you's", and you'd think they meant it. Heck NO!  

They'd tell you how "awesome", "sexy", "smart" you are, and even tell you that you're their inspiration, that you changed their life, that "his" life has never been the same since "he" met you! It's ridiculous, but well reality bites and it poisons your being you that you'd end up cursing them. But what can you do then? NOTHING... next time just be more careful. 

Yup, they like you because you make them feel better, and this also applies to those men sun tanning at the white sands. they wanted you because they don't want to be alone. Well, if virtual friends can flirt as much as they can, these men at the beach can do more. If you're a woman esp ASIAN, be careful because they would just start a chitchat and most likely would drive you crazy with their sweet tongues. Then you'd just wake up at a small room beside and A-Hole who would F-up the next day. I'm proud to say that I'm smart enough not to fall for their bait whether virtual or in person. 

I'm not questioning those liberated women who are up to these kinds of activities. This is my say on my personal preference when it comes to starting a romantic relationship with a man.  In short, WOMEN SHOULDN'T TRUST ANY MAN!

Thursday, 5 February 2015


11°C Ha Noi...

In addition to a foggy, rainy, cloudy, gloomy, Ha Noi, I feel like the air is too musty that it's hard to breathe. I have to admit that I'm feeling lonely and empty not because I've got no one to talk to nor share my emotions with.

The thing is, no matter how much effort I do to convince myself that I'm fine, I just cant. Every bit of disappointment hits me straight to my "pigheaded" ego telling me that I'm just an "option" or someone silly enough to "wait" until he'd tell me that I'll never have those dreams we had this time last year. 

I don't want to be negative but I can't help but get more depressed... Oh God, my tears just want to fall now on the wooden table, right in front of my students' curious minds.