5 Weird Things

Cisca (Mysterious_Dreamer), tagged me with those five weird things that i've been seeing everywhere. Now It's my turn!!This is so my topic! There's so many weird things about me that i don't know where to begin. And then there's some things that are just unexplainable... that's how weird it gets. okay, I'm officially weird. I think everyone has something weird about them. They're probably not weird at all, it just what makes them different from each other. So i'm not feeling all too bad of being weird. Just don't be weird of the same things, because it's not weird. Okay.. I'm weird huh?! Maybe I'm thinking too much and became weird... Anyways, here's my five weird habits, well, not actually habits, more like weird things about me.

Ground Rules: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a xanga entry about their 5 queer habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their xanga IDs. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged" in their xanga and tell them to read yours.

1. I hate peanut butter but I can eat Reeses's minature peanut butter cups. I hate how peanut butter taste and how it feel like clay in your mouth. I had a nightmare about it. I ate peanut butter and then it got stuck to my teeth so bad that when i tried to swallow it, i swallowed up my teeth too. So i pulled it out and then got peanut butter all over my hands and my teeth! I lost all my teeth and all i felt was my gums. What a nightmare. that's why I have a fear of losing all my teeth and that fear leads to why i want to be a dentist. Anyways, I think that Reese's peanut butter in the minature size cups are different. The texture doesn't feel like clay and it taste diffeent than the peanut butter from the brand Jif. Weird.

2. I'm catholic, But I AM for Abortion. Let me explain. At first I wasn't for abortion but then when I hear about how some people give abortions to themselves, like in an alley way, that just freaked me out. They end up aborting their baby with the risk of killing themselves too. So Maybe I am for abortion so that they don't perform an unsafe and dangerous abortion in their house or whatever. I mean the clinics or abortion centers may be allowed to offer their services. It's for a good cause right? Who knows how many lives they saved. But what I am against is the individual mothers who wants to abort their baby. That's why we should always encourage these mothers not to abort their babies. Maybe I should say I'm Pro-Life. The life of the babies and the mothers. So i guess that's not so weird.. Is it?!

3. In the back of my head, I think there's such a thing as VooDoo. So there's this keychain on my keys. And people always ask me what it's for. Well, it's a very long story about my family back in the days. My dad made everyone put that on our keychains and in our wallets. Since then, everything that happened to my family was not as bad as it did before. I think it has a protection spell on it or something, like in chinese movies. Anyways, I hear stories of how people go back to vietnam and get voodooed or whatever and they don't act like themselves. It hit home one time. My dad's bestfriend pretty much disrespected and ditched my dad, and they're like very close and he would never do such a thing to my dad. They both have Mad respect for each other. And when my dad figured that he's not acting himself, he found help through those people who cures voodoo, and it worked. My dad's best friend apologized and thanked him for helping him get through the ordeal. So I think VooDoo exists, although I won't rely on it as much as my dad does, because I do beleive in God. I don't know... I'm weird.

4. Sometimes my eyes shake like crazy when I stare at something for a long time. Like when i'm plucking my sister's eyebrows, and i keep my eyes focused on one spot for a long time, and all of a sudden.. my eyes shakes like crazy. It does it involuntarily and I can't control it. It do stop after like two seconds and I go, "Whoa, that's weird!" My sister says it never happened to her when she does my eyebrows, so i guess it's just me.... I'm weird.

5. I don't get embarrassed easily. I get embarrassed so much that it's like normal to me. I breathe embarrassment. My sisters always makes fun of me because i'm so weird. And the way they make fun of me it's so embarrassing! But who cares, I laugh at myself too. Even the convent girls had a kick outta themselves back in the days. I know I was slow at getting jokes and they just laugh because I don't get it. And i don't even know why they're laughing but who cares, I laughed too. Sometimes things I say are embarassing, like the time I called Paul his brother's name and not even know it. That was embarassing, sorry for that Paul. And then there's old geezers who tries to hit on me at work and then I try to be nice back to them and before i knew it, i'm getting embarrassed. I'm not good at the jokes with fun flirting phrases. Everyone laughed and then I finally understand what's going on and move along. And then there's things that happens to me, Like: bumping into a door or counter and getting brusies from it or tripping and falling on things.. that's embarrassing, but I pick myself up, laugh, and move along.

Enough of my weirdness, I'm tagging Loi_Tran, Y3llowazn, FlamenCold, L0NGstah, j2i0m0my3.

Lovingmeil exposed

For the first time I though about one subject for a long ass time. usually I think of things radomly, jumping from one thing which always leads to another thing. sometimes for fun, I even go backward with everything i thought about just to find out what i was thinking in the first place. But I see how people can do it now. they can think of one thing for a long time. It's like you have to concentrate and analyze every little thing that can mean something and how it affect your life. Well, I'm talking about thinking because I did alot of it this past weekend. something happened. Well, now that it's done and over with... i don't want to talk about it anymore.

Anyways, I think I feel like an adult now. Of course, I will be twenty-one in a couple of months. No offense to those who just turned twenty. I never do this but I guess this is my chance for November Birthdays.

1st-Thu Dinh(20),

11th-Bao Ngoc Le(19),

14th-Linda Mai Nguyen(16),

15th-David Nguyen(20),

17th-Nga Pham(20) & Nga Nguyen(20).

I hope I didn't forget anyone.

So, what's Up?! I'm planning Thanksgiving dinner. I've been cooking alot. Learning much more now than i did when I was in New Orleans.... i'm not cooking with my mom anymore... I miss her. She always do the real cooking, all i do is cut up stuff and stir the pot when she's done. Now I'm actually getting everything done on my own. Most of the time it turns out bad But I can always fix it, but the plus is that I'm getting better. practice makes perfect. I really want to learn how to make Pho. There's so much ingredients in the water. So, what do i know how to make?! This is just a rough list but I'm very proud that I can make all these stuff.

Bun Ham Ga, Bun w/ Cha Gio & w/ Nem Nuong & w/ Thit Nuong, Mi Wan Thanh, Chien Bo Banh Trang Cuon w/ beef and shrimp, Banh Trang Cuon w/ Boiled pork and shrimp, Mi Sao w/ vegies and beef or chicken, Bo Kho w/ Banh Mi, and there's the simple rice with some kind of meat and some kind of vegetable kind of meals. yesterday we ate rice with rau sao w/ beef and Thit Do Nuong (baked red flavored meat). There's a big list of american food... I made gumbo today, tomorrow we're planning to make lasanga. I like to make pasta. It's the easiest and tastiest. All these food, no wonder i'm so fat.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over these words right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad.. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) by what people remember about you.

Journals

I'm reading Chicken Soup for the Soul (5th Portion)... and boy do this book make you shed some emotional tears... Anyways, I have a question though... if you were to die soon and there is something you would leave behind that make your loved ones remember you by... what would it be?! Mines, my Journals. I have two of them filled up with memories and pictures already. I'm on my third one now. It has alot of things that happened in my life and everything that made me the person I am. The words written in my journal bares all of me -practically naked- and make my heart vulnerable to anything. That's why I keep it private unless I die or something. I kept a journal online about my first love. I just recent that I stopped writing in it. when I read back on those entries, it just shows how much I changed.