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Name: Hanh
Birthday: 11/11/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: traveling, culture, architecture (especially cathedrals!), chubby babies, the little things, intelligent, passionate, intriguing people, moments that make my heart pound, REALLY getting to know someone, toffee nut lattes at starbucks, sushi, appletinis, blueberry mojitoes
Expertise: DOMINATING boys in poker....muhahahha :p
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
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AIM:  lilboooger333
Member Since:
1/24/2003
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I was looking in my memory box just now...it's something Tina made for me a few years back. It contains old pictures, cards, letters, souveneirs......everything that's ever meant anything to me. I re-read a lot of the letters and was overcome with sadness for the pure fact that those moments, that special connection with that person, the mark I left on them at the time and everything they've ever meant to me.....I can never get them back. I know memories are better kept in the past but makes me sad that because that implies they will inevitably depreciate.
I love/hate how everything in life just seems to be so....transient.
LOL Damn I'm emo tonight...but while I'm at it, here is one of my favorite poems by Edgar Allan Poe: ANNABEL LEE It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea. | | |
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After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't always mean security
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers
And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn
-Veronica A. Shoffstall
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| I randomly found this from a few years ago when I was hardcore VSA...The writing itself deserves no literary merit but it really made me stop and appreciate what is important in life. This has been a rough quarter but I am once again reminded of why my so-called struggles (academically and emotionally) are trivial and quite surmountable given enough effort. (And that's an extremely difficult task given all the cacophony that exists in my mind and in my heart as of late.... Also, it's funny because I have no recollection of writing this. Perhaps I was a bit inebriated. haha 
"The good life" is a universal term that has transpired through culture, gender, religion, and all other aspects that differentiate us as humans. This objective is one that all people aspire to achieve for themselves, and for the society to which they belong. The notion of "the good life" not only catalyzes our hope for future improvement, but also helps us gain appreciation for the life in which we are leading. In all cultures, this life may consist of hardships, trials, tribulations, or even the struggle for survival. It is through these battles, however, that we learn the importance of "the good life" and how the culminated struggle of our past fuels our human spirit today.
As young adults growing up under the hyphenated title of Vietnamese-American, many of us are still struggling to form our own identity between East and West. However, this diaspora gives us the unique privilege of realizing two completely different cultures simultaneously. This, in a sense, allows us to experience two "good lives." Now, as we are living in the prime of our good lives, we sense the vitality of prolonging who we are, as well as embracing who we are becoming.
As the Vietnamese Student Association of The Ohio State University, we hope to venerate "the good life" that our ancestors have strived to bequeath upon us through their struggles. To pay homage to our people, the theme for this year's cultural show is aptly named "Our Roots." This theme parallels that of "the good life" in that the Vietnamese people, through the struggle for our identity and even through the wrath of war, have come out triumphant. As a people, we have lived and learned the essence of what it means to truly be humble. The experience of war, especially, has left the Vietnamese people with more appreciation for our own heritage and has enriched us with a history that is flawed, but also unforgettable. While doing so, we have developed a breath-taking culture that resonates through the wide-eyed innocence of our youth, and the invaluable wisdom of our elders. Not only do we feel a sense of responsibility to prolong the rich, vibrancy of the Vietnamese culture, but are also honored to have the opportunity to share such beauty with the rest of the world.
*sigh*
I miss VSA...I miss my parents, Tet and the color red, pretty ao dai's, those nightly family prayers, the smell of pho on Sunday morning, Paris by Night, our church (especially around Christmastime), dance practice and the rush I would feel while performing, listening to my parents' friend gossip, the pride/hopes/aspirations of our people, the feeling of being Vietnamese. I can't believe I've never been back! I definitely need to go this summer! Who wants to come??
*edit* awww....I just realized that today is my daddy's birthday. I've always said to myself that if I marry a man half as kind, selfless, and humble as my father, then I'd have done pretty darn well for myself! 
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| Currently playing: James Blunt
"Goodbye My Lover"
(this is my latest moping song hehe)
Wow it's been forever since I've written in this thing...not sure where to start, so this will be a whole lot of randomness.
-I finally got a car!!!! hehehe...that's right kids, if you see a silver accord with a bumper sticker of Ireland (hey, gives it character...), stay away at all cost. Actually, contrary to popular belief, I'm not that horrible of a driver...i honestly have no clue why everyone is so scared of me  is it coz i look funny driving? i can't help it if i have to scoot the seat all the way up and lean forward just to see over the steering wheel....
-Kitty Cat and I just started working at Restaurant Hama at Easton...come visit us!!
-I am no longer an undergrad at The Ohio State University..wooohooo!! Two more months of bummin around and then it's off to hide under a rock for 4 more years...I'm actually not as ambivalent as I thought I would've been about grad school. I finally feel ready to immerse myself professionally and start a new chapter in my life.
-Being poor is no fun... I hate not being able to go out to eat or go on trips with friends just coz I need to watch my spending...but what I hate more is when people offer to pay for me for things...makes me feel inadequate and takes away my sense of autonomy. So don't feel bad for me...just don't invite me anywhere hehehe
-I've been trying to find me again (or rather, for the first time hehe). Not the me that college necessarily came to mold....because that part of me was more adaptive, strategic, and task-oriented...coz that's what college teaches us to do: we slowly learn to manuvuer our way through life while closing the chasm between who we thought we were and who we find ourselves becoming when we must deal with those unlike us...those who test us morally, intellectually, emotionally....and some come out differently perhaps because they've had to acquiesce to so much or have compromised too much of themselves...I guess self-actualization sometimes comes with a price. As for myself, I think I've become complacent and appreciative of the experiences I've encountered....be it good or bad. Overall, I'm still the same stupid lil girl stumbling about aimlessly, asking everyone for hugs. So back to my original point, I've slowly been regressing to the me that had choices...the me that didn't have responsibilities or felt the need to act happy all the time ...so I've been reading again and writing a lot...laying around talking to friends for hours about nothing and everything all at once....sitting around dissecting and analyzing words and actions of those who intrigue me...figuring people out...maybe I'll actually take up painting again...write a song or maybe start my book....hehehe It just feels good to have time to do things because I want to...not because it was a part of an assignment or because it would further my professional interest. It's an ineffable feeling to truly be free and I am going to indulge myself in that feeling while I can.... 
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| Spring has been very chill but OMG....the oval is like a freakin death trap! First there were bikers trying to run you over, then frisbees flying everywhere, then squirrels throwing nuts at you...and now...KILLER MUTANT BEES!!! (Jennifer claims they're bumblebees but I beg to differ... )
Anyway, I've been simultaneously trying to hang out with loved ones, work out, and be good in school. My goal is to rid myself of these slacker tendencies before I start optometry school. It's pretty pathetic that I get two wake up calls, set three alarms, yet still can't wake up in time for class. I know I have to start being responsible and learn to follow a set schedule but being an "adult" sucks!
So I was looking through my computer for old pix and found stumbled upon many interesting memories. I really miss the days when the VSA guys would come over, bum around, and download massive amounts of porn on our computer. I didn't realize till recently how many wonderful people have moved away.....things change and it's inevitable but that doesn't mean I can't be a brat and want these people back hehehe Regardless, I know I'll always have memories captured in pictures and in my heart to make me smile (haha I sound like a lame hallmark card...*barf*)
Well people, here are some pix, old and new, of people and events that have made life so much sweeter for me.....
Maira Vuski in her "wild days"...lolz remember this pic guys? 
Such a cute pic, and soooo sums up that winter when the old school
VSA-ers would just kick it at UV and help Linh torture Khanh hehe
Nammy's reaction the instant a group of us came down to Cinci to surprise him for his buttday in July, 2003! I miss my HOOoooOOooOoooooo!!!
Beautiful Cinci skyline that night....
I know everyone and their mamas have heard of the legend of "Aileen and the black lace outfit" ....well kids, here is living proof that this fable is, in fact, TRUE!! haha......Aileen, Anne, and I at the Pornstar Party in Sept. 2003 
Jello getting harrassed at my 21st ...lookit Laemy and Eddie's faces
Some happy drunk....
Me and Lewie at the PSA party last year....I guess this is the part where I say I kinda miss you 
Clockwise: me, Tommy (aka hubby), Holly, Nali, Judy, Nithin, Yun, Joyce, Jen, CC, Tony
Pic taken last year when we went bowling with the HAY teachers...see, i do to have good clean fun...once in a while p.s. Tommy, I miss you and think about you all the time!!!
NEW-(er) PICTURES
At Spice the night before the VSA Culture Show to show Huy Vu (our singer) a good time...wut a PIMP!
LOL Nancy, I know Stacey's got a JUICY ASS but for goodness sakes, get a room!!! hahahha
The beautiful ladies at the VSA culture show!
Awww Seiko is our Viet princess hehehe...me, em Seiko, and em Jennifer
Ohhh I like that, I like that! Seiko, Tina, me, and Sue preparing for the afterparty at Liu Pon-xi
The people in our "party van" (believe it or not, there were about 3 more ppl not pictured): Chinh, Minh Nguyet, Michelle, Jennifer, Howah, Seiko, me, Tina outside the club
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