I spent the whole night last night listening to Beyonce singing live and of course Lady Gaga.
Beyonce is a Goddess.
Yes she is.
Her voice in real life (I mean live shows) is 9999999999.....9999 times better than in the CD.
I'm officially addicted to Urban Outfitters clothes. Every time wandering around Arndale I need to grab something at that shop, either a shirt, a skirt or a cardigan. Their earrings are super amazing too, definitely my style.
Monday, 12 April 2010
Wednesday, 31 March 2010
Random Rambling (Part 1)
Woke up at 4 A.M and really bored right now.
So I've just decided to jot down some random facts about me. Sone are not really facts, just things that have ran to my mind at this very moment.
1. My daily schedule here in the UK is unbelievable for a girl - in a bad way. Sometimes I go to bed at 7 A.M, sometimes I stay awake all night doing nothing and sometimes I allow myself to sleep for a whole day.
2. I am obsessed with Black. Half of my clothes are black. My laptop is black. My bags are black. My mobile phone is black. I've never dyed my hair because I love its natural colour, which is black. I love black pumps, black bracelets, black pianos, black pens, black kitchen utensils...
3. On the other hand, I am a great fan of colours. Life would be so dull with black only. My favourite colours are red, white, champagne, chestnut, fuchsia, crimpson glory, cream, beige, salmon, tan, orange, teal, olive green, gold, pear, dusty rose...
4. I am an earring collector. Huge love!
5. I work very hard on academic stuff only when I am inspired by others.
6. I raise three chihuahuas with my Mom. Feel like I am their real sister.
7. Musicals make me cry easily. Performing art is an escape and a muse. I have watched The 10th anniversary of Les Miserables on Youtube more than 10 times.
8. I love singing. I am frustrated I can't reach high notes. Otherwise my voice is pretty nice.
9. I first learned to play the piano when I was 9. Continued for the the next 9 years. Took a break for nearly 3 years. And now I've started again, all by myself.
10. I enjoy all types of music - but never pretend to like what I don't understand.
11. I enjoy listening to people talking about politics.
12. My role model is Audrey Hepburn - a classic beauty, a beautiful soul, a generous woman, a great sense of humour, an iconic style.
13. Another role model of mine is Beyonce, I admire her talent and her down-to-earth personality.
14. I love British accent.
15. I enjoy wearing the Vietnamese traditional dress, indeed.
16. My friends are super cool and talented.
17. I wish I could hug and kiss my Mom right now.
18. I bite my nails. Trying to stop this ugly habit but oh well..
19. I currently paint my nails with pearly pink nail polish.
20. I am an EATER. I eat a lot compared with my girl friends, even boy friends. I enjoy eating with my Mom the most, cos she has a passion for culinary art.
21. If I'm not studying Hospitality/Tourism right now, I'd love to pursue a career in Fashion, Performing Art or, surprisingly, Geography.
22. I was best at Geography during school years and still love it now.
23. My mom is a sensational cook.
24. I am very close with my grand parents.
25. I frequently have quarrels with my Dad but that's ok!
26. I want to buy a sewing machine and make clothes for myself.
27. I enjoy all aspects of Dancing, which include music, improvisation, shouting at each other during practice sessions, having your coach shouting at you, working as a team, preparing for competitions, having your clothes made and changing them by yourself, putting the make-up on, laughing and crying, feeling pain, feeling victory, feeling like a loser, turning into a new person on stage, dancing while nobody is watching, teaching others how to dance..Yeh, probably everything
27 is a good number I guess, I'll be rambling about myself next time. These statements were written down so sponteneously that now I hardly remember what I was talking about :)). So good night and have a lovely day ahead. Love.
"Socrates learned to dance when he was seventy because he felt that an essential part of himself had been neglected"
(Sorry I got this picture a long time ago and don't remeber the source)
Pictures of beautiful dancers like this always turn me on
Several people have asked me questions like "You do ballet?" or "You look like a ballet dancer when you dance" even though I have no ballet background whatsoever. Everytime I was like: Yayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!, simply because I've loved to be able to dance on pointe all my life.
Lots of my dancer idols went through serious ballet training, starting as soon as they could literally walk. Some of my coaches also have ballet background and have danced for ages. I don't. My partner and my ex partners don't. Dancing was like something magical but only known to us when we were no longer kids with flexible muscles.
Jealous? Yes! But how early you start dancing doesn't really matter, it's how much you dedicate your time to it that counts. I love all styles of dance and can never get enough of them. Hope that's enough.
Friday, 19 February 2010
You've got me wrapped around your little finger - My song
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
Films are irresistable
Finished watching some lovely movies: Breakfast at Tiffany's, An Education, The Blind Side, Up in the Air, Coco before Chanel and The Vertical Ray of the Sun. Three of them are nominated for Best Picture this year.
I personally like "An Education" much indeed because in one way or another, I find myself in there. The film sets in London in the 1960s, which makes it perfect for me (music, fashion and all that jazz). The Blind Side made me weep like a child missing her own Mom - such an amazing real story and Sandra Bullock was stunning as a mother. I won't mind if she takes home an Oscar for best leading actress this year (well honestly I will be so sad for Meryl if that really happens).
It's funny how I realised "The scent of Green Papaya" was also an Oscar nominee in 1994, along with all the marvellous hits like Pulp Fiction or Forrest Gump. Of course it was in the "Best Foreign Language Film" category but that still counts, doesn't it :D . So I tried to search for it everywhere on the Internet but all the download links were dead. Then I happened to watch another film directed by Trần Anh Hùng - The Vertical Ray of Sun. Thank God somebody uploaded the whole film on YouTube! This is the last work of Trần Anh Hùng's "Vietnam Trilogy", all starred his wife - Trần Nữ Yên Khê. I watched this film ages ago, maybe when I was still in Primary school or early Secondary school. Have to say the feeling is completely different now. I love this kind of film, in which I don't have to expect an interesting plot, it's rather about mood and emotions. Three women characters are all exceptionally gorgeous. Very restrained acting and little dialogue. Everything just flows and overflows. This is definitely one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen. For somebody else, "The vertical ray of the sun" romanticises Hanoi a little bit too much. But for me, all those dreamy artful images are so dear to the heart. Hanoi is really THAT irresistable.
And yes, I need moments when I can dream fashion and worship women's beauty. An Audrey Hepburn film is always the best treat. But the dangerous thing is, watching "Breakfast at Tiffany's" only makes me desire a piece of Tiffany even more. I promise this, as soon as I can afford to buy expensive jewelry for myself, I'll buy Mom Tiffany because she loves it. She deserves the best!
(Save "the Good, the Bad & the Ugly for someday when I really have time! Can't wait to get my dissertation done done done)
Sunday, 7 February 2010
Người nắm tay tôi chặt nhất
Mình muốn về nhà với mẹ và gia đình ngay bây giờ. Đã gần một tuần nay, mình sống trong trạng thái lo âu, thấp thỏm. Hằng ngày mình tự nhủ với bản thân: rồi cơn sóng gió sẽ qua, cả nhà vẫn sẽ được quây quần đón Tết muộn. Cũng có lúc mình chợt buông xuôi rồi lại tự mắng vào lương tâm: Không bao giờ được thôi hi vọng, dù là mong manh. Nói chuyện với mẹ những ngày này mới thấy mẹ nghị lực biết nhường nào. Cả bà nữa.
Những điều mà gia đình hay nói dạo này không phải là việc ông ốm ra sao mà là những kỉ niệm vui vẻ hồi mình về nhà. Mỗi khi xuống thăm ông bà, mình thường chăm chú nghe ông kể chuyện thời còn trong quân đội. Dù ông kể đi kể lại một chuyện đến hàng trăm lần đi nữa, mình vẫn nghe và hỏi ông thêm. Tuổi cao dẫn đến việc trí nhớ không còn được minh mẫn, nhưng những gì ông muốn nhớ thì không bao giờ phai. Đấy là chuyện ông được hai người đồng đội sơ cứu khi trên đường gặp tai nạn. Ông vẫn hối hận vì chưa kịp hỏi tên hai người đồng chí ấy, giờ không biết họ lưu lạc phương nào, còn hay mất. Ông ngoại là nhà văn Quân Đội, quân hàm Đại Tá nhưng hưởng chế độ Tướng. Ngày xưa ông thông thạo tiếng Pháp và biết tiếng Anh. Ông học rộng, hiểu nhiều nhưng khá kiệm lời và khiêm tốn. Lúc bé mình hay trầm trồ vì ông có những người bạn nổi tiếng, hay kí sách tặng: Nhà văn Hữu Mai, nhà văn Hồ Phương...sau này ông còn kể nhiều chuyện trong quân đội mà càng nghe càng thấy hấp dẫn, trong đó có một người ông rất biết ơn, chính là nhà giáo Tạ Quang Bửu. Mẹ luôn kể, ông ngoại là người dịu dàng hiếm thấy với vợ con và đúng nghĩa là trụ cột gia đình. Có món nào ngon ông cũng đưa cả nhà đến ăn, đi công tác về bao giờ ông cũng mua quà, ông khuyên bảo các con ân cần, giải thích có lí có tình chứ không bao giờ ép buộc. Tất cả mọi người đều kính trọng yêu thương ông hết mực. Còn đối với mình, ông ngoại luôn luôn là thần tượng.
Mẹ nói: như thế mới là cuộc sống con ạ! Không phải cái gì muốn cũng có được, không phải cứ mong người thân yêu ở bên mình thì họ sẽ không ra đi. Nói vậy nhưng tất cả nhà ai cũng hi vọng, hi vọng nhiều là đằng khác...Dù sao thì những tháng ngày ông sống bên vợ con, mình tin ông đã rất hạnh phúc. Mẹ và các cậu là những đứa con hiếu thảo và chân thành. Còn bà ngoại của mình đáng yêu lắm! Bà luôn nhìn đời, nhìn người bằng ánh mắt bao dung, không mảy may nghĩ xấu về ai một giây một phút.
Ông là người có cái nắm tay chặt nhất tôi từng thấy trong đời. Ông tôi là một người lính, một nhà văn, một người cha người ông tuyệt vời.
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Hang in there til October - For a Friend
Tomorrow none of us can make it to the airport to see him off. And he always says he doesn't need us to do so. He considers the process of hugging, waving and crying as an unnecessary burden ( I doubt it). Whatever, as long as we're close friends, I sincerely wish I could say sweet goodbyes and see him disappear through those doors.
Baby I don't know if you're gonna struggle with your emotions like I did or just feel excited to start a new chapter of your life. Will five of us still write madly hilarious notes on our very private Facebook or will everybody be too busy solving their intricate problems? No matter how things might turn out, I'll be there for you even if you say you don't need me to. But I'm not gonna worry too much because according to your "philosophy". you own the power that makes people love you, and on top of that, getting 100 new friends is not something difficult right :)).
There are little secrets I haven't told you about. When you were waiting for the medical papers, I was dead worried and therefore texted your Mom to ask if she knew anything. Then we talked, I mean, we exchanged messages about your health, things like friendships and relationships, how we all care for you dearly. You know how sweet your Mom was? She told me to bring a big coat the next day we went out since it would be so freezing.
I'm pretty sure you know how much you are loved. Because deep inside, under all the oddest layers of clothes, you are such an adorable person. Because apart from the annoyance we constantly give one another, we are all your friends. Because once I forgave you for making me shed too many tears, I am your friend, as simple as that.
Ok so it's time to be clichéd: Good luck with your studying and everything. Eat a lot like I do! Do some exercising and let your frailty strengthen you all the way through. Be strong sweetheart!
(In case people don't know, my friend here is the luckiest boy in the world, which means his Dad is literally taking him to Australia tomorrow. He flies a Boeing 777 - I mean really!)
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