Nothing like an old entry to brighten the day when I am feeling under the weather.
Tip of the Day: When you don’t have dau xanh, Icy Hot or Vicks VapoRub works just as well (maybe better since it’s easier to apply) to cao gio.
[Nov. 12th, 2002|08:39 pm]
| [ | mood | | |  full |
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| [ | music | | | la ley-el duelo (unplugged) | ] |
the last place i thought i would have a talk about happiness is from my accounting professor. following a zillion slides of gasb and fasb he abruptly stops and asks if we were happy. he said he can tell a lot about people’s perception on happiness if you ask what kind of dream car they had. we went around the class and i heard a lot of wishes for benzs, audis, etc etc. when my turn came, i didn’t know exactly why i said our first family car. it was a dull white ’76 Ford Maverick that rocked like a boat over pot holes. i liked how the blue vinyl smelled and even how it stuck to us on summer days (hehe still remember those tight, unnaturally colored shorts that made you look like urkel). The piece de resistance was a statuette of the virgin mary super glued at the middle of the dashboard her back faded by years of sun but her face remained serene and welcoming.
i got real nostalgic and couldn’t concentrate on accounting afterwards. i remember a game i made up that i played with my brother in the car. while we were in the back seat i would pretend that he was invisible and look for him, by tickling him and pretend to not hear his laughter. hey we didn’t have toys, so a little imagination went a long way.
i miss my sisters. i am still completely amazed how one minute my baby sister is crawling around and bam the next minute she is walking (like a lil drunkard but a cute one). i laughed till i hurt when i saw her dancing to those paris by night videos.
woo hoo looking forward to doing nothing with the family on turkey day!!!
damn this schoolwork….evil, pure evil.
Soundtrack of Mi Vida: The Night Starts Here – Stars