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[Saturday, Mar 8th 2008
@ 11:09pm] |
Happy birthday Hanh.
Thanks Hanh.
I love you Hanh.
I love you too Hanh.
-Hanh
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[Tuesday, Jul 24th 2007
@ 2:24pm] |
Europe was FUCKING AWESOME. Everyone was great and we had a great time and I met a bunch of really cool kids and there was beautiful beautiful music. Man. It only gets better in retrospect.
Will upload pictures when I get back from Vietnam. We leave at 2 AM tonight (or this morning, rather).
-Hanh
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[Friday, Jun 29th 2007
@ 11:09am] |
Peace out.
See you in August.
-Hanh
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[Sunday, Jun 17th 2007
@ 12:20am] |
I love having Giao and Khanh home. Now all our beds are filled and I am the happiest.
-Hanh
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[Saturday, Jun 2nd 2007
@ 1:52pm] |
I'm so glad to be leaving.
Leaving work, leaving home, leaving school, leaving friends, leaving EVERYTHING and EVERYONE that EVER made me feel like less than I am.
And I am not sorry for one goddamn second, not in the least.
-Hanh
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[Thursday, May 24th 2007
@ 3:02pm] |
I guess, in general, I'm okay. Yeah, I'm pretty okay.
But I want to be more than okay.
I want to be fucking great.
Is that possible?
-Hanh
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[Wednesday, May 2nd 2007
@ 9:38pm] |
SUMMER '07 PLANS.
-Touring Europe with The Sound of America Chorus (Germany, France, Switzerland, Belgium, Italy, Luxumbourg) June 29 - July 23
-Home to Vietnam with Mom and Dad July 25 - August 11
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[Tuesday, Apr 24th 2007
@ 11:11pm] |
Family has always been the most important thing to me. More important than school or money or friends. Always.
And I'm so scared. I am so scared that everything that made me who I am, that made me so strong and so grounded, that made me feel so safe and protected and loved, is starting to crumble too.
And what do I do?
What can I do?
-Hanh
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[Saturday, Apr 7th 2007
@ 11:04pm] |
Jeeeeeeezzz.
I sat down this morning and made a list of everything I have to do this spring break and took up the entire page. College-ruled.
It feels nice though. I like being busy, I like to keep moving. Because I know that if I stay idle for too long, I just get depressed. It's like, if I can keep swimming (metaphorically, of course) and keep my head above water, I won't drown.
Because things have been so hectic, I've just been spending a lot of alone time. And a lot of family time. I only go out for colorguard/chorus rehearsal and work, if course. I've been trying to make plans, but they never seem to work out. I just gotta focus on my own stuff for now, and get my life all ironed out.
But while I've locked myself in my room, to get my life together, can you just promise that you'll wait? That you'll be there when I'm ready to come out?
I mean, if you don't want to wait, that's cool too. But. I don't know. I'll be out soon. I promise. I'm working hard. I'm really trying to fix it all. I am.
I just need some time.
-Hanh
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[Wednesday, Mar 21st 2007
@ 11:39pm] |
This is how to determine the people you love: when they're having a good day and you feel like absolute shit and you can be happy for them and maybe you even feel a little better because they are doing well, even if it has nothing to do with you at all.
I can honestly say there are less than five people in this world that I can feel this way towards. LIKE SAM AND DI!
Everyone else just pisses me off with their good moods.
-Hanh
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| hppy brthdy. |
[Sunday, Mar 11th 2007
@ 11:01pm] |
I
am
absolutely
terrified.
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[Monday, Feb 12th 2007
@ 10:58pm] |
I miss you.
I miss you so SO much. And I took you for granted and thought that you would always just be there and we could pick up where we left off, like we did after fourth grade.
I hope you can just forget about everything else and everyone else because it's not important. It doesn't matter. It doesn't make a difference.
It comes down to just me and you. Friends. Period.
Please?
-Hanh
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[Monday, Jan 8th 2007
@ 12:14am] |
Yes. I do.
-Hanh
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[Sunday, Dec 31st 2006
@ 10:12pm] |
I was going to write a poem about 2007, using only words that rhymed with 'seven', but I could only come up with this:
In 2007, we will all go to heaven.
And then I ran out of words that rhymed with 'seven'.
So I tried to write a poem about 2006, using only words that rhymed with 'six'. But I could only come up with bad ones. Like, dicks and pricks and licks and... shit. So. I gave up on that too.
This entry comprehensively summarizes how I feel about 2006 and 2007.
-Hanh
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[Monday, Dec 25th 2006
@ 4:39pm] |
For Christmas, I got a bunch of scarves, a couple sweaters, and some shoes. And a magic 8 ball. And I had a wonderful time with my family, even though a lot of them weren't there this year. It's all good, though.
I hope everyone is merry.
-Hanh
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| "Leh me dell somedin to djou." |
[Tuesday, Dec 19th 2006
@ 8:17pm] |
God, is it just me? Do you feel like you're waiting for something, guys? Like. You're just... so close to reaching something, something huge, something you once thought insurmountable, and here you are, climbing and climbing, and your fingers have reached the very top and you're pulling yourself up. Slow and shaky, you're pulling yourself up.
I feel like I'm seriously so close.
BUT TO WHAT? AND WHY CAN'T I JUST FUCKING GET THERE ALREADY?
-Hanh
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[Monday, Dec 11th 2006
@ 12:54am] |
I read through some of my old journals from two, three, four years ago...
And my writing was so much better back then.
-Hanh
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[Thursday, Nov 2nd 2006
@ 11:07pm] |
Okay so my iPod is broken and my cell phone was stolen.
And I didn't think it would suck so bad, but my God. It does.
-Hanh
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[Wednesday, Aug 30th 2006
@ 2:10am] |
I need more friends, yo. Seriously.
-Hanh
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[Monday, Aug 28th 2006
@ 4:50pm] |
Broken Social Scene - All My Friends
"All my friends are magazines who got addicted to the word 'leave'. And they all wrote songs that they believe; little lives and massive dreams.
And they all request that you slow down. And may I request that you slow down? You've got to turn it around and make a save.
There’s a whore inside their bed and the duvets wish they were still wet. And all the songs they wrote instead: your ex-lover is not dead.
And they all request that you slow down. And may I request that you slow down? You've got to turn it around and make a save.
All my friends are magazines who got addicted to the word ‘leave’. And all the songs that you believe? Once they stop you can’t repeat. Yeah, once you stop... you can’t repeat."
"One more time?"
"...sure."
-Hanh
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