So here I am, on livejournal, at 1:30 AM, to write about my feeling again. I should have a blog, or at least a tumblr for that ( technically a tumblr is a blog, but whatever ( Read more... )

I miss you so much

so there is this girl. Yeah, the beginning of every fucking stories of mine. You know that kind of girls, they're just so ... good, you have hard time to believe they're real, then to imagine they would be interested in you ( okay, let's face it, nice is not the first word ppl use to describe me), then you're the happiest girl that ever lived ( Read more... )

So the bar/coffeehouse I went today decided to play Princess of China on their large screen. The only thing I could remember about this song is the scandal involved a few Vietnamese artist claiming Coldplay plagiarized their work, which I dont want to mention here ( Read more... )

Sometimes I get emotional over small things. Such as I listened to the CD I bought 10 years ago and realised Im no longer a teenager.

Time is a cruel thing. My heart is still young, excited and yet innocent for the world like it was 10 years ago

in 2002, my sister and I rent So Close to watch because Zhao Wei was so famous in Vietnam at that time. I remembered we kept talking about that movie for weeks/#fangirl ( Read more... )

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I used to love this song, and after listening it again, I know why.

Misty Rain

What I fear the most

Misty Rain

I can't see your shadow

The blue sky could hear my crying

The sky is crying

I am crying

Where are you

Your eyes, your smiles

Follow me in my loneliness

Misty rain

Vastly landscape

Mỹ Tâm's voice always gives me shiver.

She used to be my goddess, and the only reason she isnt rn is Im too old to admit it. But if I could pick the way I die, I want to die listening to her music.

tonight I went out with my friend (instead of having dinner with that lame guy who could never replace Mika) and after talking about everything for like half a the night she still thought I was living in Hanoi. sometimes I really give myself a lot of eye rolling, Im not a mysterious type yet I hate sharing my life again and again. so I just talked ( Read more... )