Tried to explain to the airport security that I can’t put my film roll through the xray scanner but he pushed me back and said I couldn’t go until I did so. crying and feeling very silly. So many lovely people in HCMC but some moments leave me feeling so cold.
Tried to explain to the airport security that I can’t put my film roll through the xray scanner but he pushed me back and said I couldn’t go until I did so. crying and feeling very silly. So many lovely people in HCMC but some moments leave me feeling so cold.
Someone saw me crying and asked if I was okay, and said really kind and comforting things to me. Turns out he was also born and raised in Hong Kong. When you let yourself succumb to living you’ll find other people there with you.
I don’t like thrifting for myself but I love thrifting for my bf because all he wears are vintage tees and silver jewelry so it’s easy to find stuff for him :D
Everywhere I went in the fine arts museum, there were couples doing photo shoots. Felt lonely and cried in the parking lot. Then cried inside. Onlookers might think I was emotional from the paintings but I was actually wishing that I could stop thinking about art. Street noodles.
Spent my last dime to go to Ho Chi Minh City. Had to pay extra because I had to rebook everything around a psychiatrist appointment. I’ve been in a depressive haze but can’t express it at home where my parents are. At least when I eat here it doesn’t taste like cardboard. Bò kho.
First morning in Ho Chi Minh City. My sweat drips into the bowl of pho, three separate aunties stop by to help me pluck the herbs. A Vietnamese dance remix of Teresa Teng’s 月亮代表我的心 plays in the distance. I have so much work to do before 國慶節 but I’m not stressed.