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Thank you for visiting CoffeeOrTea123. Below is a list of the categories (displayed on the sidebar on the RIGHT) and their short descriptions. Of course there are uncategorized posts which are better navigated by tags . I write in English and Vietnamese.
- Blog Tiếng Việt: Tất cả các bài viết bằng tiếng Việt đều nằm trong mục này.
- Opinion Blog: my opinions on various things, very often involve my real life experience/stories. Nothing too serious really, I DON’T write about politics/religions.
- Inspired by a SONG: things I write based on/ inspired by song lyrics. This is also a place where I share some of my favorite songs.
- Favorite Books: where I introduce my favorite books (mostly nonfiction)
- My crappy attempts at fictions: exactly what that sounds like, this is where I post my fictional writings, mostly short stories. I’m not that good at writing fictions, but I’m trying, please be kind 🙂
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It was 10pm on a Sunday, and I was glued to my phone, thinking hard. What was the best course of actions that would most likely give me improving results? I had 2 hours left to get this done, and I was sure as hell not gonna let those 2 hours pass in vain. Time wasn’t on my side but the pressure only added to my motivation, I wanted it and I would do my best to get it.
“It” was to rank 1st on the weekly league in SBTS, a mobile game that I’ve been playing for more than a month now. And my strategy paid off, I got first place and all the rewards that came with it, the biggest one was my own satisfaction. And then I thought, if only I could be this dedicated to my other goals in life, how far I would have come! What can I learn about the way this game is set up that could be applied to other tasks?
She was sitting next to me at the dinner table. She was busy serving food like the sweet and caring person that she is, but every once in a while she seemed to pause and looked at her right hand. There, a sparkling ring adorned her finger. I smiled to no one in particular and looked down at my own hand to see an identical ring.
Our friendship rings.
It’s spring time.
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He did not like festivals: too many people, too noisy, too chaotic. He would never go to one on his own, but it was his best friend’s birthday and the guy wanted to have a blast at a big festival with their group of friends. That was how he found himself tumbling through this endless stream of people after being dragged by his five buddies who were all social animals to an annual festival by the sea on a fine spring day. He did not like the festivity, but he liked the sea, so it was not a totally torturous ordeal.
This is a story about my very first idol, how my opinions of and feelings toward him have changed over time. It’s also a story of how life changes people, how hardships shape our personality, how we fall and stand back up; a story of success and struggles, of achievements and loss, a journey to find peace and happiness. Let us begin.
So I just successfully defended my thesis, I should be happy and, well, I kinda am. However, there’s something weighing on my mind now that it’s clear that I’m graduating next month: What to do with all the stuff I have? I can’t possibly take everything with me (and I don’t want to anyway), but I also do not want to be wasteful and just throw them away. I’m moving. Soon. Overseas. I have too much stuff. You get the picture. Continue reading
“Sáng chớm lạnh trong lòng Hà Nội
Những phố dài xao xác hơi may…”
6 giờ sáng thứ bẩy, mở mắt, căn phòng tối im lìm. Không một vệt nắng, không tiếng gió thổi. Lạnh. Chẳng hiểu sao cứ đến lúc giao mùa là mấy câu thơ cũ lại vang lên trong đầu, thiếu chút nữa là đọc lên thành tiếng. Nhưng ở đây không phải Hà Nội, và cái “chớm lạnh” ở đây cũng khác ở quê nhà, “chớm lạnh” ở đây là âm ba độ. Đã muốn kéo chăn kín đầu ngủ tiếp thì nhớ ra lí do tại sao phải dậy sớm: hôm nay là conference thường niên của khoa, thằng bạn cùng lab đã hẹn 7 rưỡi nó qua đón, thế nên dù rất tiếc nuối chăn ấm cũng đành buông em chó bông và bước khỏi giường. “Thôi lần cuối rồi, cố gắng!” Continue reading
The relationship between people is an ever fascinating topic to me. Well, we humans are social animals, so interpersonal connections are crucial to everyone, even the most anti-social of us. Anyway, today theme is “unexpected bonding“: people who aren’t expected to be close, or even expected to be “enemies”, who somehow become close friends. Continue reading
Alright it’s been a while since I last posted. It’s been a super hectic time but if everything goes well, I’ll have a decent break like 10 days from now and then I’ll be able to post more often. Anyway, today I wanna talk about short-lived obsessions, you know when you get SUPPPPEEEERRRR into something, almost to the point of being obsessed, but it only lasts for a few days or a week? Yes that kind of thing.
(Just being clear upfront: This is not a romantic post 😛 )
These days I don’t feel like myself. I feel lethargic, disengaged, detached. I feel like I’m just drifting through life without directions, letting the currents of life carry me to wherever without making a splash. There is a stillness to life and it’s not the kind of stillness that brings peace to the soul, it brings uneasiness and an intangible sense of fear. It’s rather disturbing.
Một hồi chuông reo, hai hồi chuông reo.
“Bà, bà cho con nghe…”
“Yên để bà nghe máy nào, dì gọi đấy!”
Hai giọng nói thân quen từ đầu dây bên kia khiến tôi bỗng dưng quên mệt mỏi; có chút ấm áp lan tỏa từ bờ kia đại dương, vượt nửa vòng trái đất và 12 tiếng đồng hồ chênh lệch để đến với tôi nơi chốn xa xôi này. Tôi cười khẽ, giọng nói có đôi phần hân hoan.
“A lô, con chào mẹ…”