Whats up there? I’ve been doing fine. Lately I’ve been back on Tibia.com playing. After reading the olympian it makes me sad to see all those that I grew up to be druggies or in jail. So happy that I didnt go their route.
Just read the News and saw that Nhat Nguyen is a friend that I use to hang out with. He just did the stupiest thing ever. I dont know what got into him but its one of the friends I hang out with when I was small beated up someone and now on a 25 thousand dollar bail. So crazy to hear all this.
Last week I went back to Olympia to cruise the town and see what have changes. Though the town remained the same with all structures but minor changes that I saw. Walking and driving through the town that I grew up was totally different. As I drive I saw glimpse of memory that I was with my friends wearing old clothes that was pass from Churches and donated clothes down to my brother. This makes me so sad the way I grew up. I was proud of how I was raise. Though I was poor then but it was the most happiest time of my life. I didnt have to fight to gain more money. Our whole family lived off $1k that my mother makes month to to raise us boys Nghia and I grew up to be perfect gentlemens. Though we may not have everything that everyone has right now but we’re getting somewhere.
As I drive through the town I saw Round-a-bouts and many other new stores with the falling apart stores.
A tear rolled down my face as my heart crying internally and hurts as hell. I kept remembering Linh Ly. The mistakes that I have left on her. I shouldnt have took her forgranted. But then it may be the best of it. I was too poor when I dated her. Her family never liked me. It was best that Duc and My ask her to leave me on their wedding day. Those eyes that she gave me in her pink Ao dai that day I still remember every now and thing. Questions of life roamed through me. Why is there. Why do we have to be rich? Why cant people have normal life and accept who they are? Though I hear that money can have everything. After having money in my hand I still dont have everything and I’m not as happy like I use to be when I dont have money. Its just this ending cycle of wants. Somethings missing.
I drove to Point Park in Downtown walking through the trail where I went with my classmates to play football and where we use to do stupid things. Ahh perfect times… this is when I had only 20 dollars per week from my parents but I was very happy with it. I saved every dollar of it to spend on things like a new T-Shirt and I was happy when I got the T-Shit. Now when I buy anything I want its just not as happy.
Happy town, sad ending…everyone that I could think of I did a search on myspace and olympian news. Most are in school, some did stupid things, and many others moved on with their life.
I cant wait till we have a 10 years reunion to see all those that grew up with me.
My Life here on Earth remains the same. Searching and searching till I find the other alien.
Oh yeah as a suggestion if its one of your bad nights remember to put lots of pillows on the ground….Atleast I had to put lots of pillows. Its one of my bad nights. ahhhh