Yeah yeah!!!THat's what I've thought these days...A TV show,or a movie,whatever!!!I will play what I would be a teenager in the school,play what I am:bookworm,networm,blogworm,like old and English music,never make up,never shopping,feel lonely sometimes but never want to be friend with the folks I hate,have much dream and plan but not believe in myself.
That girl would has to live in class with the others,much characters ,but crash but after all ,they realize that they balance one anothers,they need one anothers and unite,make a nice class and student life...Oh My God!It can't be more silly ,childish,and old...but I like it!!

 the tradition os wearing ao dai for the school girl!!!>:(

Yeah,I have a phobia of height and water and something can't be explained...when I'm in a building,it's better I don't look down,bcuz I'll want to jump down...when I look down the clear water of a lake,I want to dissolve into the water,may be it's cool,I really want to...And I always feel like somebody are in my house,look at me,catch me suddenly...but I think they are harmless,I just do harm to myself bcuz I ran so fast so too scared...:)
 

So what?It's still a beautiful planet...and why should it change?

 

 Okay,I'll take cellphone(with enough cards),emergency light,dynamo,street car,sleeping bag,booth,gun and much cartridge,first aid box and some clothes ,money of the market and a full bag of food and drink...but I don't think I can take it all...so as much as I can...

 Ungrateful,silly ,like study,read,write,draw,play misic,listen,kids and wedding dress.

 Let's see,I'll be with Marilyn Monroe!Yeah!I've dreamed 'bout her once ,that's one of my "most interesting dream collection".In that dream ,she's not Monroe,she's just a close friend of mine,she made up glowly,like everyday in her big career,but she looked so friendly,so close to me.She like make up,she like dress up,she's white skin,she have a lot of men in her life and she's completely different from me...But we balace each others!We lied on my bed,talked 'bout everything,laughed and get so close,seemed like she's a ghost(a beautiful ghost) but I didn't scared,I was excited,what a nice person!Cute smile and gentle tongue...I like a friend like that,not the kind of girl just know 'bout dresses and boys but cruel,stupid and emty...In that dream we had an excited adventure(I know it's excited but I can't remember!!)
Oh my!After that I had I better view 'bout her.I like her.Maybe b'cuz both of us is always want a true friend(we had but not this imaginary kind)However it's still interesting and I'll remember it forever.
A dinner.For 2 friends,I think a simply and warm restaurant will be fine ,where ever,just me and my friend,eat cake and talk,I'm so excited,I will meet her tonight,at 10:30!!!

 I've delay my summer plan day to day bcuz of the test and I'm lazy.However...I'll do it right now...A lot of things to do:
_Study online(college or a new language).
_Raise the vegetables (I don't know how to write it but it's the grains of usual vegetable ,raised in a tray just in a week and cook it when it's just 8-12 cm long)
_Sport(skipping rope,teakwondo,ping pong,biking...)to get back to good shape.
_Try to play mandolin and draw skilly.
_Get back the basic knowleges of Chemical.
_Blogging,be a lovely and creative blogger.
...
I want to be a creative and lovely person,I will...I listened to "no matter what" and be myself,teen my way(my new slogan)...I'll be happiest ever!!!!

  Oh! An intersting topic...a restaurant?Oh my!
 Think 'bout a big career...exciting...Oh!It will serve food maked of dairy foods and eggs ,yeah,the traditional kind with the creative methods of mine!!And kinds of service for vermicellis slim cakes(of Vietnam),as:mixed sliced cake (It "killed" all the Vietnamese student) ;rolled cakes fill with vermicelly ,shrimp ,vegetables ,meat...with a special sauce...
  And how does it look...I haven't imaged it clearly...Oh ,it'll look like the LJ central!!!:)) and the name is:
1.LJ!!!(Life's Joys)
2.You named it what!!
3.Will be sold 2morrow!!

Okay,IT's just a plan,right,and plans are creazy and never be done!!!

Oh I have a brown one ,uhm little ,it's about 1,5 cm...I think it's cute ,a special sign of mine!!

 I'll say that:"hey men,that's a boring ,violent and dirty,like a secondhand junk,I think we should stop the invation...I'll sick if stay here one more second!Go!Maybe in the years to come,mankind will kill themself ,they don't need our intrude into their planet,go home and enjoy human soup"
Yeah,I think it shock or maybe a callous tongue but It's true,right?And it's just imagination,right?And,however.Earth was safe!Thanks to the violent and garbages,right?

NO,I don't...I'm fifteen years old and not thing has been done already...I'll die with much regret!!!

Now my mind can't keep on thinkin''bout Tung with my one way feelings for him .Both of us.Cause in 3 weeks ago ,the grade 9 students were too busy with the test to accept the Minh Khai School, the best local school.He's good at math ,and I love Biology ,so we majored them.Before the test ,I were so worried 'bout math ,'cuz I'm not so good at it .And now everything is over ,3 subjects is literature(i'm not sure is it write literature),math,biology...was easier than what I thought...but I'm not sure am I pass...5th july I'll know it .
My feelings for Tung(I write directly his name ,not Pine)now not hurt so bad but I can't tell I forgot him...Whatever!
However,my test is now over and I can relax...or is it just begin?

my journal is sometimes boring so ,i just visit and comment for others

A boy was took my hat when I dropped it...You'll say: so what?
Yes ,it's not a real big help...and it's not the biggest help I were given...But it came from a stranger...A boy I haven't met before...And ,more important ,he's just a kid ,much younger than me ,he sell the tickets
More information :I don't know the exactly word for it ,but they are the tickets that have numbers...people buy it.At 4:30 pm,people will know whether their tickets could brought them rich .In Vietnam ,some cruel or too poor parents send their children to sell tickets...they wander all day long ,under the terrible temperature of the afternoon beg every adult they meet to buy...they usually deny ,that's still better than shout ,revile or even hurt and...rape and sell them >:( ...
Not every one but...so sad...Most of them can't keep on study ,they left school and become ill education...they turned to the dark side and when they grew up ,they still poor like their parents...
So the cruel sociate don't like them a lot ,they were badly treated...Some adult have a strong (and cruel) defence ,they think if the street kids get close to them ,they will steal somethings...
And I ,ashamed on me...I used to have that bad attitude...when I see that boy ,dirtty clothes with the red eyes ,no shoe ,with a thick block of tickets and the the wind throw my hat on the street ,in 1 moment I thought he will pick up the hat and run away or he will give it to me and ask me to buy...
No...he did it ,he picked it up ,give it to me ,looked me in the eyes ,with his red ,innocent ,sad eyes and walked away...In that moment ,my heart felt a strange emotion...ashamed ,regret,I want to give the boy something but I just have 1$ and had to pay for parking...I wnat to know the name of the boy...but to late...He walked into the other way.Which way did he go...I don't know...I just know that I haven't met him ever since...The cicest stranger...

Uhm...It is same as an old topic one day to live...I will for give,forget,say sorry live happy in a day and pray for a better world...I have no regret!!!Hahaha...just kidding,i'm young and have many things to do....

 There was once a man and woman who had been married for more than 60 years. They
had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no
secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoebox in the
top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her
about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the
little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In
trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoebox and
took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know
what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted doilies and a
stack of money totaling $25,000.

He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, "my
grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told
me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a
doily." The little old man was so moved, he had to fight back tears. Only two
precious doilies were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in
all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness."Honey," he
said, "that explains the doilies, but what about all of this money? Where did it
come from?" "Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the doilies.


A Prayer:

Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man; Love to forgive him; And
Patience for his moods; Because Lord if I pray for Strength I'll beat him to
death. Amen

I'm not sure...It's base on my emotion that time...Now when my love is broken,I want set it into when you're gone...but I want to forget the pain...so maybe the funny Little bitty pretty one is great...but for all cases, it should be Yesterday once more...

Oh my god,I’ll crazy if I still keep these stupid feelings inside me .This school year,I met a boy,his name was Pine(his name was translated into English,but it’s not exactly his name).

At the first day ,I liked him,and it through a school year,it turned to the deepfelt feelings .These days ,no talking ,no teasing and even no seeing each others .Haven’t since 17/5,when we left school .Haven’t since I let him know what’s the special things that saparated him to the other boys in my mind .In my plan ,I’ll leave him ,forget him ,be myself ,but I couldn’t .

I came to realize that I couldn’t .Everydays in school year ,especially in the second semester ,we became closer ,we laughed ,we teased ,we talked and even fighted .Everybody in class ,even the math teacher think that we are couple ,no one doubt about that…

And suddenly ,he left all the class that we took part in . Now I feel lonely , confused…Like I lost something ,something very important , now I like a fish out of water…Hurt ,regret ,everything that’s just boring ,I watched the funny movie ,I laughed ,I happied and I think he’ll be just like the others ,but when the film was over ,when there’s just me and myself ,he comed back ,but just in my mind…he’s more important than I thought ,I don’t know how to forget him ,how to get through this situation…

Now I’m listening to “when you’re gone” ,I’ve listened to it many times ,but it never sound nice like this time .Maybe just now I can feel the taste of lost , bitter ,I hate it .Some of the lines maked me really sad ,melt me away…

I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone

…

When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now

When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you

…

We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me

Now ,no hope that he can hear me ,where ever he is…I’ll bury my first real love ,but it’ll lie there forever ,be a scar ,of a terrible pain ,of a sweet love…I’ll come back with the loneliness ,where I lie in the dark and wait for a refreshment…maybe wouldn’t come…

When You