Little pieces of a real girl.

Hehe im so happyyyyyyyyy

The other half of this year: living and working and studying in Prague like a Prague woman!
It seems my 22nd bday will be in Prague which would be awesome.:)

Bạn ấy bảo bạn ấy không biết hát, nên chỉ dám chơi guitar bass 5 dây thôi. 

Tại có đợt bạn ấy vừa hát vừa đàn, xong cả đám tính đuổi bạn ấy ra khỏi nhóm luôn. :P

Yesterday, I felt lost in Prague. 

Yesterday, I felt lonely in Prague. 

Whenever I say “I’m lonely!”, there is someone try to comfort me by saying “At least you are alone.” 

Yesterday, during 3 hours on the train coming back to Budweis, all of these things slowly came to my mind like a black and white movie. 

I’m a tramp, or somewhat professional wanderer, I fall in love with every city or country I have been in, I love rambling conversation without beginning or ending.  

3 years ago, I told Minh: “I want to move.” 

2 years ago, I told Minh: “I’m leaving to Finland.” 

1 year ago, I told Minh: “I want to move again.” 

And during 7 years being friends together, there were countless times I packed my backpack with some hundreds VND, hopped on a bus or train or plane or ship or whatsoever to somewhere by myself without even a word to my beloved people. I drove them crazy when they could not call me, they could not find me, they tried every way to reach me. 

There were countless time I texted Minh: “I’m bored, let’s go somewhere.” We got used to spontaneous trips, or having street cafe every night, tramp the streets everyday, we got used to avoiding annoyingly noisy places in Saigon and sitting in the middle of nowhere. 

We are changing day by day, we just don’t realize that. 5 months ago, after 17 months living far away from home, I got back to Saigon. Some little things had changed, but Saigon looked still the same - young and attractive. There was me who had changed too much. During 2 months, I spent most of my time with the one I loved, we didn’t take any cup of coffee, didn’t visit my favorite places, I didn’t hang out with my old friends quite often or even avoid to meet them. We had excuse, and my favorite one was: “Sorry, today I’m busy.”

3 days before my flight to Czech Republic, I was standing somewhere nearby Cartinat for hours, the first time I felt lonely in Saigon. Then I realized Saigon was not the same because there wasn’t Minh - my best trip-mate ever. 

And today, Minh told me: “Bitch, Saigon is not the same without you.” 

But none of us can answer the question: if we are both there now, is Saigon still like the way it used to be 3 years ago? We are both changing way too much. 

Currently living in Budweis, but somehow being a Prague lover like the way I used to be a full-time Saigon lover. Prague is a loveable city, I love every corner, every street I have stepped on. Even in rainy days, Prague is still lovely when it’s crying. I never feel bored in Prague. Or if I think I will get bored, there will always be something for me to explore.

And today, the first time after my 18th birthday, I told Minh: “I want to stay.” 

I’m positive that there will be some solutions for my problems. But I hate to see my efforts took me to nowhere, I hate to see my time here is going to an end, I hate to say that I’m leaving. I hate when we look at our watches and scream: “Time’s up!”

2 years ago, there was a rainy night in Saigon, I was at the airport, pretending being strong, told Mom and Dad: “I will be good there.”, then I cried on the plane because I could not make sure when I would get back to visit them. 

And the feeling I got yesterday was somehow like that, I don’t know when I can come back Prague, tramp the streets, touch the statues and make a wish, or just get some rambling conversation. 

Yes, I’m leaving and goodbye is the hardest part, as always. 

Nhớ Prague những đêm tàu chạy bon bon không ngủ được. 

Nhớ Prague những đêm mãi huyên thuyên nói chuyện quên mất giờ về. 

Nhớ Prague những ngày nắng mùa xuân dịu dàng ngọt lành như mật. 

Nhớ Prague da diết như trẻ nhớ nhà, như đứa lang thang thèm thuồng một nơi thân thương nào đó.