Good wine for a rainy day

Yesterday a friend came over and we had 2 bottles of wine, one white, one red. The first one is a sweet smooth wine. It is like a sleek guy who gets his way through life easily and everyone loves. The second one is nice and interesting but ordinary. It is your average kind of guy, you have good conversation with him but then forget quickly.

So I got really tipsy and felt like “all my troubles seemed so far away” and everything makes perfect sense. I went to bed and slept really well. I dreamt of being home and going shopping and eating out with my mommy and sister. Everything was so peaceful and safe. I am fucking tired of being by myself away from home for the past 7 years. Suddenly, I really want to go home so badly. I just want to get my H1B rejection ASAP.

And then I woke up this morning, and there’s the same shit to deal with again. I thought “Damn, if only the effect of the wine could last longer”. The only good thing about dealing with your own problems is knowing that everyone else has problems too. Poor people have problems. Rich people have problems. Ugly people have problems. Beautiful people have problems. And people somewhere in between like me have problems. We all just have to deal with it (the adult way) or ignore it (Nghe chửi thì trơ mặt ra) or laugh it off (making mistakes is part of being young and stupid anyway). And when your problem is not finding food to eat to survive or that you didn’t kill anyone (which I almost did a few times), then it’s probably not the end of the world.

But my day started out pretty badly. I missed a train, and then the next train I got on broke down. We had to wait in the station a long time, by the time I get out, I couldn’t get a taxi because everyone was trying to get one. I ended up taking a bus and walking half way. I got to the office more than an hour late. It's also a hell of a busy day at work. I didn't get to eat lunch until 3:30 PM. By then I really wanted to punch something (Yup, I have to try to control my temper).

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Dạo này phải đi ăn chơi triệt để vì chẳng còn mấy ngày nữa ở New York. Đi chơi nhiều thì thấy yêu New York vô cùng nhưng cũng thấy it’s time to go. Về Việt Nam sướng hơn nhiều. Hi hi… Chưa gì Mai Mèo đã có bao nhiêu kế hoạch ở Việt Nam rồi, nào là chơi tennis, chơi golf, đi tập Aikido, vẽ, v.v… Chết, mà hình như chẳng thấy có kế hoạch nào là tìm việc hay đi làm nhỉ, hic hic…

Thế là đi du học đã được 7 năm rồi. Tính ra thời gian ở nước ngòai cũng bằng thời gian ở Việt Nam: 4.5 năm Thailand, 2 năm UK, 5 năm US vs. 6 năm Hà Nội và 6 năm Sài Gòn. Càng đi xa càng thấy mình cần về với gia đình. Mình ra đi từ năm 16 tuổi, bây giờ đã 23. Lúc nào cũng một mình tự bươn chải, luôn phải (giả vờ) mạnh mẽ. Suốt ngày chuyển nhà, suốt ngày lo lắng. Nhiều lúc thấy mệt mỏi quá. Chỉ muốn về nhà ngủ một giấc ngon lành không phải lo lắng gì cả.

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Đọc blog chị Minh thấy Coldplay sắp biểu diễn ở New York, excited quá. Post lên cho mọi người enjoy:

One of my favorites:

I love the movie Wicker Park:

every step that you take ...could be your biggest mistake ...it could bend or it could break...but that's the risk that you take...?

Oooooh, that's right...let's take a breath try to hold it inside...how can you know it if you don't even try?

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