very hanoiing (grrrrrrrrr)
- old vietnamese men who love to stare
- young vietnamese men who love to stare
- bank manager (read: men) who somehow magically manages to find my cell phone number--fuckkkkkk, tell me this shit is illegal here!
- security guard at the supermarket who keep gawking and not staying in their post (i.e. more men)
- my second day of period --a great birthday present from my own body, naturally
- doing my own laundry
- no pencils to stretch or draw
- forgot the feminine mystique at home
- intense berkeley-sick (not homesick)
- insomnia (im writing this at 3am, which is quite early)
- midnite melancholy
- white bare walls of my room
- itchy clothes--did i wash it wrong? or is it the old closet? the bedsheet? no comprendo, i shower at least 2 times a day? why why?
- feels like a stranger with too many heavy secrets
- im still alive
- no diarrhea today
- the internet is working! i guess miracles do happen
- NGO guess speakers, such nice n passionate people
- bia hoi afterwards
- hapro (a supermarket nearby) has KETCHUP! woooohooo!
- finally pick up my ATM card
- AIMed with steven
- bought cereal, real actual cereal
- finally feeling sleepy...
oh i remember i bumped into u that day. heheh, men here don't stare at every girls wearing a dress ;)) ya know what i mean. anyway, u looks gorgeous in dress
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