thoughts
There was this girl - smoking - looked very cool There was this f-cking guy - told me he was some rocker - and just f-cking swinging crazily with the muzik, in front of me. "F-ck u" he told me. (yes, not the other way ard) "whats
thoughts
Can't help watching this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrwuXQem1so How to see... just enough ? : ) {http://blog.plonely.com}
dailanh
xe bus giường nằm (1st time) trên đường, trời xanh đá - Đập Hàn leo tiếp, đá, đá, đá, và suối mát lại lên đường cảng/biển Vũng Rô trên hải đăng Đại Lãnh leo ra mỏm đá sát biển young and dangerous : ) the once-in-a-lifetime view on the way back
thoughts
I like sitting at Loc Coc, Lukas and most recently Cot Dien. They made me feel real But sometimes I wonder, is it really real, or it's just different ? I like travelling, looking at the those simple but beautiful scenes. But sometimes I wonder, is it really beautiful,
moody
it looks like it but the girl didn't actually carry any cigarette - taken at Lukas @ Tran Binh Trong always feel bad if I'm 'bout to complain since I got to hear more than enough of things that seem to be worse than mine nice
stupid
Inception is the best 85k I've ever spent in 2010. And I just love it the way I love Matrix, Almost Famous, The Boat that Rocked or Hangover. Matrix is also 'bout "are we living in the real life, or not" Almost Famous is '
stupid
my friend just turned 20. she had some drink in the party and did something - that people said - weird. "why so serious ?" "it's not how you should behave in the public" "but it's not like she does that everyday
raining
"ngày mai em về quê", thằng nhóc em bảo, vẫn cười vô tư. lần đầu mình lại Lukas, ngồi ngoài hiên có 4 người - pạng chủ quán, pạng phục vụ duy nhất, thằng nhóc em, và mình. tối nay cũng vậy. thằng nhóc bảo bồ sắp ghé
coffee
pạng chủ quán cười cười, bảo : "cái đó là 1 nhãn hiệu bút vẽ giấy vẽ, mắc tiền, tụi em không đủ tiền mua nên mở quán lấy tên này luôn" thỉnh thoảng (trong 2 lần ngồi ở đây), mình vẫn nghĩ : "nếu như ở đây là
saigon
it's just a regular Sunday noon there is this "Shall we dance" song there is the Saigon heat once-every-5-mintues, the wind and there is me, sitting at Lumineux, with a rum coffee I once told a friend that "those who like to browse FB are
dalat
chiều thứ Bảy, ra sân bay tiễn bạn, sau đó ngồi quán xem Đức múc/xúc/thrash/destroy/humiliate/eliminate Argentina tối thứ Bảy, ngồi taxi ra bến xe, thấy đường phố thật là nhộn nhịp có 1 bạn con-trai-hơi-ẻo-lả ngồi ở bến xe buýt, 1 mình nghe ông taxi
p
I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was — I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never