(154): A short open letter to that rude Vietnamese taxi driver

(154): A short open letter to that rude Vietnamese taxi driver


First and foremost, fuck you too. But no, I'm not going to say that to you in person nor will I give you the middle finger. I choose to be kind. I choose to be grateful because you drove us off to school. I choose to be patient and understand the language barrier between us. I just don't find the need for you to flip me the bird. What for? I did not directly see it, thank God I didn't, but at the corner of my eye I know you were telling me to fuck off. And I wish at the time I had a gun to shoot you right away. Or I was near to break your middle finger. Or punch you in the face because you deserve it. But no, I choose to be silent and ask myself, "how could people be that rude?" What's going on in their mind? What we did was nothing for you to fuck me off. All we ever did was tell you to stop near the school's gate because it's raining and we don't have a fucking umbrella. I still think you're a nice person and you have a decent job to feed your family. But your job description didn't include giving the middle finger to your passengers when you get pissed.

I may sound like a whiny bitch. As I said up there I choose to be kind. But not today. Fuck you. Again.



Til my next blog post,
Kattie♡

(153): Girl, you gotta put a label in your relationship

(153): Girl, you gotta put a label in your relationship

So what are we? Are we friends? Are we more than friends? Doesn't it suck when you're not sure what your label is with someone? Being in between friends & lovers is the worst position to be in. Cause your feelings are for them, but their feelings might not even be for you. You're crushing on only one person, but they're crushing on more than one person. You're sending clear signals about how you feel, but they're giving you mixed signals cause one minute, they're flirting with you & convincing you you're special, next minute, they just wanna be friends.
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(152): Color Me Run 2017 in HCMC

(152): Color Me Run 2017 in HCMC

Dude, this has got to be one of the most fun experiences I have ever had in my 2 years stay here in Saigon! What makes it more fun is the chance to run (or should I say walk?) with friends in the rain! Weather has been shitty the past couple weeks, but it didn't stop us from having the time of our lives!

Enough with the talking, here are the photos from the event:

(151): Know the difference between these two men

(151): Know the difference between these two men


You gotta understand the difference between a man who speaks to you on his free time and a man who frees his time to speak to you. You gotta understand the difference between a man who spends his time with you when he's not too busy and a man who's never too busy to spend time with you. You gotta understand the difference between a man who wants to see you because he misses you and a man who misses you enough to go actually see you.

(150): Things people will say when they read this

(150): Things people will say when they read this

Last night was not a typical night for me. I had dinner at a Filipino restaurant, ordered large size of ca phe sua da aka iced coffee, took a quick shower, went to bed with my laptop while sipping coffee, and slept before 10 PM. Yes, you heard that right – before 10 PM. Those nights are sooo rare. I’ve been sleeping late Every. Single. Night. so it became a big deal for me when I hit the sack early.

(149): My "past" update

(149): My "past" update

 
I reached out to my ex-boyfriend. There are 3 reasons why:

1. I want to know how he’s doing. Not because I want him back or anything. I think I had this guilt inside me. And I wouldn’t be contented unless I know he’s feeling ok. Or perhaps better, after breaking up with him.

2.  I miss our good times together. Not him. I’m over that phase already where I miss the person and would go berserk if I don’t send him a message or hear his voice.

3. I want to know he’s okay so I can feel the same way. We had closure, yes, but he used to cut himself when he’s depressed and according to him he’s bipolar. Not sure if he’s clinically diagnosed with it and the last time I saw him was 2 years ago so I can’t really tell.

(148): 13 Reasons Why I'm Happy

(148): 13 Reasons Why I'm Happy


1. Good food
2. Netflix (binge watching The 100)
3. Lovely room (with no curfew)
4. Few but genuine friends/colleagues
5. Hanging out with close friends (eating dinner, drinking alcohol, or talking over a cup of coffee)
6. Listening to my favorite songs (I do believe I have good taste in music hehe!) **currently listening to Lord Huron - The Night We Met from 13 Reasons Why**
7. A job to support my needs and wants
8. Currently in the process of learning something new. i.e. driving a motorbike

(147): Work passionately. Wait patiently.

(147): Work passionately. Wait patiently.

Today is Labor Day (yay for holiday and long weekend!). I went to church yesterday to attend the Catholic mass - I don't usually go to church on Sundays because of my afternoon classes but I thank God for holidays. I saw some friends and colleagues before and after the mass and we went straight to The Feast after our small talk.