90's best animated

Hi! I'm digging the old successful series of MTV in the 90s ( it's rare!) Daria. It's much shorter in episode time than any human- acting series but longer in so-called season time. I've seen a lot of my thought in it. I like both Daria and Jane. I like their attitudes. And those idiocy around them, too. First day I watched straight 12 episodes of season 1 and hastily ended up with a thought: Here they are, all of them, I see. But they did not stay like that eventually. Every body changed, life changed, things turn out to be like nothing you can plan it to be. I cannot predict, too. Haha.

Have to say: Jane Lane and his brother Trent are cool!

The real grungies.

By the way, a quick summary about my life these days: I'm getting better, drowning in assignments ( again) but I enjoy it, working on my wedding gown (I mean, my wedding gown assignment hehe) and start producing my first menswear collection for Design research class. Excited! So I decide to give me more free time in saturday night and watching more Daria. Even I have Oil painting class tomorrow. That's enough. I'll see ya.

HANGOVER

I had never known what HANGOVER is until yesterday. It is terribly awful! I couldn't stand up straight in 5 minutes, not to mention that I could not eat anything without puking. I missed the oil painting class yesterday morning, too (It was supposed to be at my house) and spent 2.5/3 day on coach/bed. I move between my bathroom and my bed most of the time. The lesson is: should not change your plan at the last minute to go to some bars with friends and use the mix of vodka-orangina after already had 2 beers. Thanks God, my sanity still intact to lead me to my house and did not puke until I got into my bed. TERRIBLE. AWFUL.

If a friendship makes you feel insecure, then leave it before it drown. I have many ships, but sometime I have to neglect somes, or all.

Sometime I feel craziness in my heart. Crazy is a kind of broken into fragment that you cannot find all the pieces to make a puzzle. Because there will always be 1 or 2 missing. Or more. Will you be considered as promiscuos. They will send you to the rehab. You try to runaway but keep coming back. Because you're dead. You're dead.

Break term is now!

What do you feel when a story ends? To me, it feels like an unkempt mixtape that retain in my head, in which I want to get rid of on one hand and keep it as a memory on the other hand. I would, let say, watch it over if I can't deal with the ending, or looking for similar stories (whose authors or characters are the same) and lately deal with it if that ending is better.

Yesterday I watched "What's eating Gilbert Grape". I like Arnie, the retarded kid played by Leonardo diCaprio. His play gives the whole story a great tie that gradually urging the feeling in the main character, that he would succumb to his dead end life and run away and in the end, he also is the one that open the tie, and the story ends. The rhythm of the movie is quite slow, sometime it's boring, too. But I cannot press the stop button if I still yet can get it. The lesson is: be patient, haste would ruin your emotions.

I, to be honest, seldom watch TV series on TV. Most of the time I download from the Internet and enjoy watching it on laptop. I recently come home early in the noon and join my mom on a cheesy Korean series. It's not that bad, even lots of dramas (typical!). And another point is I can talk to mom during the lunch more often. If the world was a deception of humanity and people are artificial of deception, the only person I would trust so far is my mother. Well, I haven't been so good for such a long time.

These days I don't mind hanging out anymore. I'm so isolated. I don't want to meet anybody, encounter in any relationship, get trouble with my own self. I don't feel like exposure this time. I think I need a rest, and enjoy writing to myself.

Oh, so tired ....

I want to be sedated!

Hello diary!

Tomorrow I'll have IELTS examination at 9am.

I've just came back from the shop. I decided not to drop by my facebook's SIM tonight. My Sim is not very different from me, she is quite lonely. The only thing she can do now is gaining skills at cooking, writing, playing music and painting. Isn't it good?

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I finished watching My so-called life yesterday night. I watched it over this noon. After doing many tough tests. Just for entertaining. I don't want to leave that world. That is so called life. Because I don't have enough dare to confront my real life? Because It's too much an artificial world? Because people are going downward? Because life is being ruined? Um... questioning myself is quite not a practical solution for this dead end boredom.

Well,

realizing I'm talking to myself is hilarious. And freed up. I write for myself, yes I do, I don't need any people to follow me. But sincerely I'll be grateful if you ( who ever are reading) can share your point of view, I always open to talk.

ISOLATION

ok, I'm officially into DIET now! I was delving into lots of diet recipes before going to bed last night. I genuinely quit smoking and drinking 3 months ago. So do the gym. And now my thighs are getting bigger . What a sad story! First time in my life I realize how important leggings are, and even wearing leggings does not satisfy me. Since this term started, I've had to stay up really late ( or stay up all night) so I lost almost energy and that makes me feel like eating every time. (There was a mini fashion show last week that I had to show up in public and, unfortunately, one of my classmate took a picture of me, and, you know, I saw me looking terrible in those boots, my legs are growing fat!)

Besides, I'm going to have the most important examination in this year this Saturday. Really nervous! I afraid I will not have enough consciousness to finish it. I planned to travel to Hongkong next week but I'm too nervous that I have to cancel every thing and isolate myself from friends.

Among the things, I don't want to meet some certain people, do I. I'm fed up with staying silently watching their stories and have nothing to say but being sympathy. Well, I need a break, I really do. I have so much things to deal with in my life. I'm not angel. I don't give loves to everyone.

So....

I'll finish the series tonight. Cannot stop keeping my eyes on them! I'll watch it again in the upcoming weeks. I have to get back to my English practice tests now, one more day to the IELTS! Wish me luck, who ever you are!

Cookies no?

I realize if I'm not sure of anything I will postpone it until I get the answer. I grows old rigid and pesky. Like an old woman sitting by the window and waiting for fascinated things. People ask me to compromise, even I sometime ask myself to compromise. I cannot impose on other people's life. It would hurt them badly if I said rough. On the other hand, they would ruin my believes.

My friends, I cherish them as long as they are my friends. I should seal my mouth more often and trying sympathize.

I bought a hat

I bought a hat from SHOKO. Quite satisfy, except the things everybody made fun of me because I was like wearing it ALL THE TIME.

Well, the reason that urging me to buy a hat is my hair, looks sorta like Cecilia Mendez (image above) but in worse way. I decide to have my hair red, but not enough. These days I've been watching to the old tv series My so-called life, and It is dope! I love every character in that series, and I was tempted by Angela's hair: She dyed it red since the 1st episode. The more the series goes on, the more I deeply sympathize for her. Like when she chases the boy she loves, because of his charming look, when she argues to her parent to protect her friend, and their gang of friend was growing apart day by day, she sometime opposes to her so-called best friend ever Rayanne, ... a lot! I read lots of comment on IMDB about the series, some of them remind of the next episode that I haven't watched yet like Rayanne is gonna sleep with Jordan ( her bf or ex bf) in the episode Betrayal and there are only 19 episodes. Wish I could indulge myself in an evening with the rain outside and digest all the last episodes!

Claire Danes and Jared Leto in My so-called life. Nostalgia!

SARDONIC

Rehearsal. Late. Wait. Haste. Getting angry. Being INSULTED by an ENGLISH teacher (I don't even take an English course in RFFLES???). Being asked What right did I have to talk to him with that voice( high tone???) I'm student. I PAID, already. I'm fashion student. I respect my garments. I respect what I did. My garments are not toys for those people to entertain in the break time of that stupid show. I don't afraid of exposure. I student have my right. Even when I was in high school, I also have right to raise my voice. If they ask us to join their show, they need to respect us, at least. Even that is their show- not us- they still need to respect us. Yesterday THAT english teacher showed off his uncapaple of holding a show and being a teacher, talked to me like crap so I flushed out, eventually.

I know I'm HOT HEAD. Some english teachers mention me as a REDNECK, wow, surprise! She said like I was an arrogant invader run aggressively to their place and ready to eat them all. SUCH a FEEBLE! I don't want to make a fight, I'm telling you, I don't have time! I just want to know when will we are ALLOWED to practice on the stage because it WAS late. Those guys made it complicated to compromise ~~~

Tired.

Have just came back from school.

Coincidently I found out that it's rain season in British, too. Not really so-called rain season, might be Autumn? Wish I could be there for once in life. These days, quite hard for me. I struggle with my study. I have one shoulder sore. I feel a ton of pressure on my back. I have lack of love, lack of feeling, ... feel nothing. I'm exhausted. Suddenly I think of a song named " sometime i feel like screaming", just saying....

Leon

It's been more than months since I neglected this blog. Well, already get over everything. The man will come back to state on the third of August. My sweety baby boy is on 7th, back to England. My best friend Minh is on 10th. Coincidently everybody is leaving in August, even my little sister. I'm not sure yet but next week she's having her interview with the consulate, and as soon as possible she will join the opening ceremony in her new school in California. Time keeps going, things change. 1 week to go baby!

I've just watch Leon The professional. Nostalgia! That Natalie Portman is much better than she is at the present. I've watch Black Swan also. To be honest, she did a great job, but not as good as she did in Leon. 90s is better than any decade i've ever known =))! I'm a conservative one, I love 90s a lot, at least I can see good movie, good music, good people there. I was around 7 when I first approached "good" music. Was influenced by my sister, can u believe it? She kept playing the song What's up a million time ( as I remember) in my entire childhood. I hated it. I did not like that song. Until I went to the middle school. Oh yeah, forget about it. Sheryl Crow rocks, too!

I watched Almost Famous on Sunday. It's not really 90s right, it's 2000. Ok, the beginning of 21st century, a new decade, a new generation...etc... Who cares? I call it 90s, it's 90s. 'bout the movie, everything was great, except Kate Hudson's face, I don't like her :)). I don't know why, I used to like her. Maybe she did too much commercial stuffs?

too bad I'm sleepy now... tomorrow I'll continue talking 'bout stuffs. Yes, stuffs !

Live and Let die

Was Kurt Cobain right when he chose death beyond his famous career?

What will we be, when we're old... Getting wrinkles on your eyes and frilly full of your face, isn't matter if there would be a friend besides. Your memory will go with the flow, your ear will be deaf, your teeth will no longer work. And what if your children are fighting over your heritage, would you relief to put your back on the bed and have a good night? Crying is for the young. You can't even cry, yet was dead inside. You sit next to the window and think over on your life. What should you do? People are coming and leaving day in and day out.

I remember once Luu Quang Vu wrote for a drama: It would be hurt to stay long, like a guest rambling in a house with people come in and out...

I want to believe in the other world. Where old people still living and watch over their children somewhere over the sky high.

I myself feel guilty to sit here and write these words. My grandpa used to say he would live until all of us getting married, and giving birth, ... I just want you to live with us, as long as you want to, grandpa. I cannot do anything to you, due to the distance I am now. What will grandma be if you leave? Please, stay. You are my grandpa. I wish you would be better soon.

CONTROL

A busy week, it is! The first half of this week I was chased by a BIG FAT LADY boy ordering me a Lady Gaga's jacket. I worked my ass off in 3 sleepless days just to be in time for this weird guy. He paid me 1 million dong. The rest of the week I helped Janet to finish his menswear collection. Phew.... Now I feel really relief! A true weekend. Enjoy the new Air conditioner!

The Back to the Motherland

I decided to visit my grandparents in Ha Noi 2 months ago, when I heard my grandpa had fell off the staircase and need a therapy. The ticket was booked, I took off right at the time the holiday happens. So I have 4 days off from school, and stuffs, too.

This is the place where I feel awkward riding on the street as well as relief standing still on the street. Most of the time I was here, I afraid of riding motorbike. Know why? Because there is no rule. People are wild. Traffic light? Forget it. Helmet? What are you talking about. They can even carry a purse on their shoulder while riding bike, and either talking on the phone. Such a BOLD. I have to use a map, in order not to get lost. This is a HUGE difference in direction here to SAIGON. Everything is reversed. I thought it must be right then It's left, and so on. I'm surprised there is almost no gas station ( they use tape water instead of gas ?!? ), then I'm more surprised we have to queue IN LINE to refill. The citizen here is not so friendly, I reckon. Oh well, whatsoever I have my mission to find the vendor selling BANH DUC NONG n' found it in a small alley on LE NGOC HAN street. Luckily the street selling SUA CHUA NEP CAM is next to the BANH DUC place (Fermented sticky rice with YOGURT) - MUST try them, incredibly tasty at a reasonable price.

( I didn't say I'd turned around those streets many time 'til i found the place, did I? )

One more thing, you can find PHO everywhere in Ha Noi, as well as BANH CUON NONG, yet there's only a few places worth trying.

I met my friend To here. He came to play in a rockshow by Hanoi Rock city with his badass fellows AKAT.Unfortunately, his toe was injured ( it was bruised ) by a cabinet, that made everyone really nervous the first day. Luckily, it's getting better the next day, he did a great job in the show, God bless To ( or toe)! He will take off tonight, then I'll meet him in Saigon later.

Speaking about my visit, It was good. Nice weather accompanied by nice conditions and nice relatives, everything is terrific. My grandpa is really skinny now. I must see him many time sitting among the coach and pondering. He cannot hear me anymore, I tried to talk louder, sometime it works ;)! Good thing is his sanity still intact! Today is his birthday with full of laugh and talk. Everybody almost here to celebrate, and he's really happy. I took a lot of fotos by my old film camera, not sure that it works probably, :P. As Grandpa's order, we have CRABS, BUN CHA, champagne and birthday's cake. Quite simple!

I'll up the fotos later, because, it hasn't been developed yet.

See ya!

It's a future that we never had but TRUE

I'm not the same as you

That's always been the problem

It's a problem that we hide away but true

Something UNSAID

That hangs between the future

It's a future that we never had but true

I remember stars above her

Scattered through this sky just for her

And how very much I loved her

Beautiful Alone

Everything and always to me

Everything and always was she

Beautiful Alone

Some people say to you -

They want to be your lover

They want to turn you into something else not you

Same people wait

They're saving up their hatred

Just for twisting knives into the back of you

I remember stars above her

Scattered through this sky just for her

And how very much I loved her

Beautiful Alone

Everything and always to me

Everything and all the thing to me

Beautiful Alone

Michael Collings

( Cannot embed his turn in the audition round, it's disable by te confounded YOUTUBE)

I've just flipped my finger on youtube and I found this guy! It's just a day ago, from the show Britain got talent! Well, to be honest, I REALLY jealous with this funny guy ( because he wears a huge orange sweater, so it's funny ), with his emotional innate voice. Hope he'll in the next round! I'm brushing up on my old songs, most from the 90s, my fav decade of music and movie. After 2 nights long full of party, nothing better than staying home and chillin' with my guitar, I'll save energy for tmr, well well, I'll come back to the tamarind grabs place with my little sister! Yummy !

The Sundays

Wild wild horses... Couldn't drag me away ...

I love you more than yesterday you moronic!

SICK

Last night was terrible. I cannot sleep due to my swelled tonsil, I cannot even eat ( fortunately I still can breath). It gave me a shiver, then my body turned hot immediately. I told Janet, she thought I had caught a flu, so she came right away to my house and used a traditional therapy: a silver dime covering in a boiled egg white, and both covered by a cloth. She used it to scratch my forehead, my arms, my legs and my back. After that I was forced to drink some herbal pills. And then she picked me up to a gruel vendor in district 5. Actually, we didn't aim to end up at dis5, I supported to go to Hang Xanh circle, where is famous for their white hot porridge ( I mentioned in some of my first blogs). I bet yesterday is not my day, I can't find any of them. So we moved to dis5. Long time travelled on the street in such a windy day made me feel worse. And 50,000 VND for a bowl of porridge + century eggs + pork balls made me totally ill! Even Janet paid for them. But It was too much!

I came back home and took a rest. The same symptoms happened again. I tried to sleep, it was around 11pm. I woke up at 2:51 in the morning and had a shiver again. Suddenly I remembered the time I was sent to Cho Ray hospital, in the Emergency room, was left alone on the stretcher, surrounded by a lot of serious injured patients. I couldn't faint, or unconscious, awoke in 4 hours. This time, was the same. My mom and my sister went to Hanoi, there were only dad and borther-in-law at home. Both of my family men thought I could bear with every poignant in life without complaining, so that's why I did not expect more on them. I stood up, went to the computer, tried to listen to some music, then went back to my bed. Yet music somehow too pesky. I turned it off and suffered alone, again.

I have to admit that I really am lucky to have a friend like Janet. She helps me a lot. This morning she dropped by my house to ride me to the hospital. Apparently I have a serious swelling on my tonsil, was supported by a doctor's recipe in 7 days. Hopefully next week I can do a tonsil surgery, remove it right away from my throat. I can't bear it anymore. I still can't sleep because of this confounded pungent throat. Now I feel better, but still HURT a lot!

Cruel intentions

Another Sunday night! Hella God I didn't fall asleep before mid-night! Because ....
I was watching Cruel Intentions ( 1999). I watched it when I was in the early of middle school, about 12 or 13 i believe. And then I was SO into PLACEBO, in an age. And then last month I brushed up on my music, I realized I've forgotten them in such a long time. You know, the video Every me every you, the biggest hit is also a hit soundtrack of Cruel Intentions, I was looking for this song but I could not find them, as I didn't have internet at home, and I did not even know the tittle of that film. Ok, let's go to the point ...
The film is ace! It's genuinely considered as one of the teen movies, in 90s. But it's not really teenage, i think. It's about 2 step brother sister playing a game among their relationships, or exact is their partner-ships. Until the brother, Sebastian (Ryan Phillippe), realizes he has fallen for Annette (Reese Witherspoon), who sworn to stay a virgin throughout her teenage years. He has such an angel, charming face, even though he's not really tall! I love how he was infatuated by Annette, and was like a wreck when she denied ( hey, don't listen to my words, you'd better check it yourself). Ryan and Reese was a couple after this film, they married and now already divorced.

Annete is just only a supported character...

I wonder how old they are in the film ...

This girl, Kathryn, always want to company by a man, always horny

Isn't it a platonic love?

Banh Duc

Howdy doo, people!

Today is so~~~~ busy !!! I went to a fabric shop in Ben Thanh market and paid more than 500,000 VND ( ~ 25$ ) for 22 meters of velvet voiles with the width is just only 1m2! Then I had it delivered to my house, because they didn’t store that amounts in the shop, so they offered to deliver it right to my place. I came back home and wait… wait… wait. They said it might be 30 minutes late, so I kept on waiting … Until I lost my patience, I spent more than 3 calls to that shop to remind them that I didn’t have time to wait for their late. So I asked my sister to take care of the delivery for being off to another material shop. I went to a big supplier market in District 5, which called Dai Quang Minh to buy some tutu. For gosh sake, it’s almost increased one-third of the price I last bought in November. You might find it strange to complain about the price a tenner for per meter of tutu, but in Vietnam, It only costs you about 22,000 VND/meter. I have to buy 10m tutu, and it’s out of my plan.

I’ve spent almost 100$ on material shopping. No fun!

Then I had a meet with Ms Janet in the library. To finish the writing research she has been doing. We moved to another place called Things coffee as the library closed. Suddenly I thought of Banh Duc while writing about the Northern history, one kind of traditional flour cake in Viet Nam, which make us both starving. It’s slippery, full round bowl and often be accompanied with soy sauce. There are various types of Banh Duc, and the one I’ve just mentioned is the Northern style.

Banh Duc accompanies with Nam ( mangled papaya)

Banh Duc with pork and tofu

Traditional Northern style- Banh Duc with raw soy sauce

Vietnamese food rules!!!

Boo! It's Sunday!

I came back home after a big shooting day. I’m now feeling nothing but exhausted. Never thought I would have a big talent of shooting picture, and it was a few years ago… Actually I utilize my knowledge of DSLR camera, studio lighting and sort of instinct. And here I go.

Last 2 days were definitely incredible, I mean me and the models. One of them is my best friend, Khanh, and I really am grateful for her effort (She’s not a professional one). We worked our ass off until the sun came down, and tried to keep the mood straight even we’d already sore. My lecturer was so nice to support us all the shooting time. He helped on styling and arranging time table. Will I send him a lot of love tomorrow no?

Khanh - in Janet's design. Photo by me

I didn’t mean to write today, I was thinking about hangin’ out. But what should I do with my sore back and wrists after all? I cannot ride my bike at this time, it might cause an actual serious accident… Oh gross! I can’t even imagine now ( I’m too tired!). I tried to phone one of my friend, and he didn’t pick up the phone. So, staying home. Go to sleep early would be done next, after this one. Sleeping is incredibly sacred now!