One Year Later

It took me over a year to upload the last album to Vietnam 2008. Maybe it should have been the first one for it summarizes the whole trip, but it just didn't happen that way.

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One year is very short. Two years may seem long, but are also so short. Three years are a piece.
I just need one.

There are days I want to be alone. But it's not possible. For the long weekend, on Saturday morning, I received a phone call from cousins to pay a visit to family in Ottawa. Last time I went there, I was probably 8-9 years old for the Tulips. And hey, I planned to stay home the whole weekend.

It's tiring to have to fit in, to please and be nice. I'd rather have to assume my choices, by acknowledging them publicly, than to behave accordingly to conform to others' appraisals...But hey, the girl has always taking pleasure at those rebelious acts and behaving opposite to what everyone wants her to do.

Nursing in Switzerland, I'm hoping for a change of perspective and acquire new practical learning. I'm so disappointed that I can't go next year. For 2010, my lil cousin is considering having her hotel training in Switzerland and my dear Miji is also considering work in Switzerland if she is not admitted into the music program. Damn. It.

The question I'd want to ask then, "How was your one year?"