vietnam was good:)
v good break
thou the books kept haunting me every now n then.
shopped shopped shopped
ateateate
die

and i saw again
that's how impt it is to a kid
their support and cheers
tt's perhaps the best gift of all
and i miss it
i nv heard again. then.

been studyin since i hit home
study break seems so short
good
im so gonna get away more often
energised:)

i think it's in every parent
to want their kid to do them proud
but i guess
you did it the wrong way
cos it's fear n loneliness i see in him.
i've always loved it
thou smtimes. yes. i didnt
but still.
sth tt i waited for
behind the fence.

back to vietnam
visited the cu chi tunnels
excellent work
hard to imagine how they could build
with bare hands
and survived
i admired.
and bobby traps
damn good











i tried shooting
super awkward positioning:{
almost went deaf
i think
the soldiers must have been deaf
from years of shooting
bam.

and the first lunch
room service.
we were too tired to get out
and the traffic
nonsense.
how to cross the road??!
almost puked on it

ME: 1 set meal per head?
RECEPTIONIST: yes
ME: Very sure? 1 set meal for each person?
RECEPTIONIST: yes 1 for each person.
ME: ok send it here quick:)
we almost choked on the food
i was sleeping when it came
and i literally saw three ladies carrying these in
literally thought i was dreaming
so went back to sleep
but my mom woke me up with her exclaimation
CRAZY.

SECOND DAY:
SHOPPING

funny. we actually had our ladies night out
twice in 4nights:)


Great steak:)

and check out the traffic. worse than china.


it was an accomplishment to cross 5 such roads on the second day
matter of getting used to it
standing in the middle of the road
and 'making eye contact' with them
letting them weeze past u
and continue TRYING to cross



good trip
good break
couple more days to another break
and start of my postponed resolution:)

sleep.

and when i realised.
it just din hurt
maybe
it din strike tt deep.
well done.