(Ngoc from the future says this post is very self-exploratory.)

Dear Readers,
   I haven't been on Google+ lately, because my computer broke down so I'm using my Kindle Fire. I'm going  on vacay for four weeks in my homeland. Sooo..
   Oke, so recently my family is struggling with cooperation. My parents have been constantly arguing about the packing, the tickets, what we do when we get there, stuff like that. It's a headache. My little sister doesn't 'care.' And I'm also in a struggle trying to calm both sides to only see the heat rub off on me. People are complicated things, really. ''The more I know about people, the more I like my dog.'' I forgot who said the actual quote or if the quote is the  original though I can totally relate to it. When I think about it, a family is something to stand on before stepping up on your own. When I need people most, shouldn't my family be there? No, they aren't. And sorry guys, that was all from my diary... no need for that crap anymore... hehe
   So here's a tip to get smarter? Oke, try laughing more. It calms, relaxes you which is  really healthy. And over the last month I was deciding between watching Pink Panther one or two. Watch comedies. This might sound a bit absurd, but you won't regret trying to watch Three's Company, I think. That's the title. Three's Company. It's kinda 1980-ish. The more you laugh the  better. It's actually helped, laughing yoga, epic awesomeness.
  Sorry for talking all over the place, but I'm trying to summarize as best I could?  Lately, I've  been trying to figure who I am. It seems like I still don't know. What purpose do I have for this world? What am I meant to be? Who is this Ngoc? But of course, I don't get a reply. That's just for time to let me figure out. But what if I don't? I used to be so sure of myself, what I wanted to do. Maybe I was just being a kid. Saying anything to please my parents. Maybe, there is no Ngoc Khoa Nguyen. it's definitely sweet dreams that I have to live off of. Sweet dreams Ngoc. Tomorrow is another day for more figuring.

THE MANY DAYS BEFORE DEATH: A USUAL HISTORY OF OUR FUTURE

Dear Readers,
      Death, I realized is a thing that most people are afraid of. You can't get out of it. There's no way around it. You can't be young again and remake decisions that have changed the course of your life. Memories are your history when you grow older. Here's how I think of society today.

1 years old = I know nothing. I just know that I have to eat, sleep, and get changed.
5 = I know I love my parents. But what is love truly? I just know I need them. They buy me things that I like.  School's fun. I color and draw. My friends are okay to me. We play, we fight, we're having a fun life. I'm happy to see my Dad pick me up from school. He's there for me.
12 = I live off of fantasy. My parents are frustrating. They annoy me about me having to have good grades. I don't get the things I want as easily as I do anymore. My friends always text me and I don't want to break our bond so my homework is usually late. I have a crush who I dream of at night. My heart's telling me, he's the one.
18 = I came from Texas. New York is so different. Here my life really begins. I miss my night light, lunch box, getting tucked in, Daddy wisdom, Mommy hugs, and friendly days. University is really hard to keep up but I have to try. Or everything I've worked for since 5 really goes to waste.
28 = I'm working in a factory. I'm not as successful as I thought... I failed... My boyfriend dumped me for a rich girl. That nerd became a millionaire by now. He's successful in the world. I'm living off of Spaghettios. *sighs
35 = I live in an apartment with 3 children. My husband and I met outta desperateness.
50 = My children shun me. Saying I'm too poor and bad at raising them up and blaming me for their poorness. They're doing labor work also but one child of mine is a soldier and death and life is a far thing beyond my reach...
65 = I live off of the government. My grandchildren rarely visit me.
75 = I'm meeting my death bed earlier than I thought...

So you guys kinda see the life of not trying at a young age? Just try, no, DO what you can and more and you may die in a better state? Not rotting in an apartment? I know many of  you WON'T, but just saying. I thought of death as I saw a picture of Bruce Lee's funeral. All big and pretty and tears. Haha. Thanks for wasting yall time!

P.S. Ngoc from the dam future here - (5/4/21) to be exact. YOOO WHAT THE HECK DID I EVEN WRITE. hahahah... also apartments are NOT bad. And my love for Bruce Lee back then was borderline obsessive. And hey, it's not really trying so much as having joy as often as you can, at as many moments as you can, little Ngoc. * pets wittle Ngoc * 

You did waste my time good tho. :I

Beginnings on the Blog

Dear Readers,

 Though I will have no readers but it seems very possible that I may. I still have no subject but I do have few facts that is just normal, and I'd like to share it for the sake of sharing.

 Favorite Color : White

 Favorite Person : No One

 Favorite Song : River Flows in You

 Favorite Person from Kung-fu : Bruce Lee (thought twice)

 Favorite Thing in the World : Pillows!!!

 Favorite Classmate : Unidentified

 Favorite Country : Vietnam

 Favorite Teacher : Unidentified

 Favorite Book : Unidentified

 Crush : Unidentified

 Link leading to a Random Place : http://www.amazon.com/Clockwork-Angel-Infernal-Devices-Cassandra/dp/141697587X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1356840631&sr=1-1&keywords=clockwork+angel