I know I am so lucky to have those people in my life.
They save me.
They feed me.
They make me laugh.
They pay me.
I am so grateful for past 2 months and 1 week. All of the sadness, boredom, anger, hunger I had to suffer through awful 4 months and 12 days don’t matter anymore. (:
I usually call him as “Sep!” or “Sep oi!” and I don’t consider him as a serious boss at all. I just wanna be friends with him. He’s funny, FREAKING funny, kind, kinda good-looking, and crazy. I adore him.
Sep oi, thank you for everything. Thanks for saving my life when it was really broken. Thanks for being a part of my life now and forever after.
— Dung unnie.
She’s big (like me). She’s older than me, which makes my life so much more comfortable. I like her. Maybe she is kinda as sensitive as me, and kinda mean as well (sometimes), but after all, she’s a great person who deserves happiness.
Chi Dung, thank you for food left after every meal for tours, thank you for stories and words you told me,… Thank you. Without you, I would not be here.
She is as old as me. She’s prettier than me. She is skinner than me. She is more popular than me. She is more confident than me. She is girlier than me. She KINDA makes me jealous.
Sometimes I hate her when she tries to flatter Sep.
Sometimes I love her when she teaches me how to cook.
Sometimes I hate her when every boy in Bien Dong resort pretend she is the only girl there and yes, I am fucking invisible.
Sometimes I love her when she is not mean.
Sometimes I hate her when she tries to divide the company into 2 groups: me & Dung and her & other guys (includes Sep). HOW DARE SHE! Bitch.
Sometimes I love her when she lent me her jacket for a interview. (& I failed at that interview anyways)
— Quoc & Trai.
Quoc is younger than me. Anh Trai is much older than me.
I like them.
Because they don’t talk to me too much. You know, when you’re really close to someone, you often have a fight with them no matter what. So sometimes just try to be far from them some time, friendship will work out.
Because they are not girls.
Because anh Trai usually gave me many chilly peppers.
Because Quoc is kind and easy to talk.
Because, oh well, I like them.
— Bien Dong staff.
They’re mean. They’re ugly. They’re not kind at all but they always pretend to be really generous. They always act like they LOVE Hong and how about me, “Who is that awkward girl?” They are lazy. They are selfish. They are not smart.
Maybe I am so fucken mean to say those ugly things about them. But oh well, I tried to see the positive things in them, but after a long time, I gave up.
Forgive me, people.
— Son Tra.
I love you,
That blue color.
That gray color.
I love you, Son Tra.
I think I am going to live a long life filled with awesome and great moments.~ And I wish you guys, whoever reads this, will have a wonderful new year filled with happiness and joy.