September 2011
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Done:
–adjective
4. completed; finished; through: Our work is done. 5. cooked sufficiently. 6. worn out; exhausted; used up. 7. in conformity with fashion, good taste, or propriety; acceptable: It isn’t done.
I hope you realize that your actions don’t affect just you,but it affects me too. “But it’s my body.” Yeah? Well, your my friend. You know what’s not fair?...
May 2011
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April 2011
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Life atm.
Hi Tumblr,
So how are all of this nonexistent world I supposedly talk/blog to? Me? Well, I have been busy. With what you ask? School and my internships and family. Mid 2009 to 2010 was pretty damn rough, especially early 2010. But I promised myself things would get better and they have. They’ve been really good. My internship has become almost like a second family. I feel like within this past...
March 2011
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January 2011
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September 2010
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Getting you face to smile is easy. Getting your heart to match is the hard part.
August 2010
13 posts
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I really hate myself,
for not being able to speak, read and write fluently in Vietnamese, my home language. My mom and dad are pretty easy to talk about, for the most part. But not being able to express what I wanna say, just sucks. When my family sits around to eat dinner, and they tell stories or crack jokes, I laugh along most of the time pretending I understand..
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Your the last mofo I'd talk to about any of my...
YOU: You know Anny, she keeps it all bottled up.
ME: Is that suppose to be my fault that I can't talk to anyone about anything?
YOU: Yes. You can't keep it in forever.
YOU: One day,you're going to explode, and when you do,I hope I'm there to watch you.
YOU: So that I can help you.
Pish posh, gtfo. I dislike you and your fakeness.
I hate you. And I very loosely ever use the word hate. Feel special.
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Does my forehead have the words "FUCK ME OVER" on...
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Low/no expectations=no dissapointments...
It’s kinda funny how everyone who said they were excited for school, came home and either Facebook’d or Twiitter’d that school sucked, or school was boring and that they would like Summer to come back. I went to school, unprepared. I threw on a sweatshirt and jeans, not overlooking my ‘first day back-to-school’ outfit. I combed my hair which still had the side braid...
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My sister and her friend were discussing smells of retail co-workers the other night. How some of them smelled so good,it made her want them to keep talking to her so she can continually smell ‘em. Like there was no better smell on earth. As they were talking about it,I realized a smell I had much liked. My ex’s. Mhm. He smelled so good. I swear, I never wanted to let him go. After we...
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I wish I had a blackcard,
to Border’s and Starbuck’s.
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It’s a common belief that positive thinking leads to a happier healthier...
– Grey’s Anatomy
stephanieehaa asked: Well you already kno this aint qune be no question. Buuh Biiitch you found mee.! Annd our webcam thinqy neva happened D: How you beeeen.!!!
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July 2010
14 posts
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I laugh when I'm serious.
My sister said that if I was hooked up to a lie detector and was asked serious questions, I’ll probably be laughing. And the person asking the question would look at the results and think I’m crazy or something..
It’s funny how you can be face to face with...
eelizabethh:
neonashley:
keahnicole:
notperfectalwaystrying:
karemalhamad:
(via never-inwonderland)
Only because it was completely relevant to me tonight…</3
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Would you rather go left, where there is nothing right or go right,where there...
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When I was five,I wanted to be anything and...
A superhero, a powerpuff girl,and or a power ranger. But you see,when I got older, I realized there was no point in dreaming to be a superhero. Powerpuff girls were my hero at one point but they weren’t there when I had real-life problems. And power rangers only existed in TV. So that’s when I decided to become a doctor. Something my mom and dad would need when they were sick....
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Childhood bestfriend re-entering life=win.
Make-up lessons through webcam don’t work. Trying to be doctore evil.
15 drafts.
I guess I don’t even like my own writing..
Don't tell me, it doesn't matter I'll tell you,...
-cremedelacreme-deactivated2010 asked: Thank you. I love writing, but I don't think I'd ever really pursue it as a career. While at home, I can pull off being straight quite well, so my Father has no clue. However, sometime last year, my Mother and I got into a heated argument and it just spilled out acidentally. My Mother had to take some time to accept it, but she fully supports me in all my choices now.
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Your the reason why I smile in my sleep. Scratch that. Your the reason why I blow up the world in my sleep.
I'm not a loner, I'm just really selective on who...
-cremedelacreme:
It’s not my fault that 90% of you just fucking piss me off.
Norah Jones - Don't Know Why (Remix)
eltzy:
one-mic:
camillechavezhernandez:
damn, GOOD LOOKIN OUT HUN. Camille is always, always knowing wassup <3
looking back through my “likes” :)
Love this version as much as the original.
June 2010
15 posts
justalittopinch asked: Mk, I'll try since my grandma's back from Vietnam I should be able to. Can you try to tell Tammy to ask my mommy? I'm pretty sure it'll be more easier for me to go. I'll call you in the morning or something, yea'uh?
Day 15 - A letter to your parents.
Dear Mommy and Daddy, First off, I love you. Very much. And if one of you ever left me, I don’t think I could ever be the same. I’ll still live but things won’t be the same. I’m probably the most luckiest child to have not one but two parents who love me dearly and teach me daily lessons in life. Even though you guys have had many differences,especially about me, you guys...
Day 12 - A list of things you want to do before...
At the top of my head:
Bungee Jump
Learn to Surf
Go to Disneyland/the Harry Potter Theme Park
and the thing where you ride in an airplane and jump out. Skydiving is it? Yeahh.
I feel like telling someone everything. Talking...
May 2010
5 posts
I had way too many blogs. →