How have you been?

What have you been up too? How's life?

Those are the questions I kind of dread answering. Not because my life is horrible or painful to talk about. It's just that there really isn't much I could say. Reconnecting with old friends or family members comes with those questions, those "catching-up-how-have-you-been-doing" questions. I mean, when I'm hit in the face with those questions, what do I say? I'm fine? I've been okay?

Well let's see. Since I have last wrote on this blog I have had

1) A new boyfriend, whom was mention in a couple of posts. It has been roughly almost a year and a half with this gentlemen and days vary. Each day may be surprising fun as hell, you know those days where you can't wait to see their face. Or those days where it's just 'another one of those days' where nothing is no longer special. Since then, I have been getting those just another one of those days. Sure I have grown to be so physically and emotionally attached to the guy that I can't imagine a life without him, but lately there has been nothing exciting to look forward too. We're both adults now with very busy schedules. He works, I work. He goes to school, I'm going to be a full-time student. And we're just both on tight budgets where planning a vacation is just not happening. I believe we're just at the point where we're just too comfortable. That stage where no one no longer wants to try, or make much effort. A hi is just a hello, a kiss is just a peck on the lips, and a goodbye is no longer painful to say.

2) A new job. My second job just to be clear. A job is a job, but I'm actually glad I can sincerely say I enjoy my job. I like my co-workers, it's good knowing we can be comfortable around each other in more of a personal level then just business. I honestly hate when it's all business, how can I get a smile out of you? People often ask me if I like it here, and I always reply "Way more than my previous job." I don't want to say much about my other job, but the fact that it was not the way to go, worst 8 months of my life, filled me with stress, and even 3 more months of stress after I left that job. Let's just put it this way, out with the old and in with the new.

3) A whole new perspective on time. I turned 18 this year, and I didn't do anything crazy kids my age do, or anything "typical" of an 18 year old Vietnamese teenager living in San Jose. I was able to spend it with the people I love the most, my family. They say that with age, comes with wisdom. I beg to differ and say that doesn't just simply come with age. But with making mistakes and learning from the past. I have the guts to say that even since I have turned 18, I have made plenty of scratches and bite marks and am constantly learning every single day. I'm basically the mother of my family now having to take care of mostly everything and always looking over my back to make sure they have what they need in order to be happy. I gave up my dream college and living the college life just to stay home and work for this family, look out for this family, and to help them. I am definitely not selfish for the decision that I have made but glad that I did what I did just to see the relief in my mom's eyes knowing I'm not leaving her.

This blog may probably, I highly sense, will get a bit too personal at times. But that's the point.. it's a personal blog right? I know no one close to me will ever find this and with that, I am content.