Hey there 🙂 I hope each and every one of you had an a-ma-a-zing holiday and your New Year Eve celebration was crazy fun. That said, if it was indeed crazy fun, do NOT tell as it would only make me feel way worse than I already do about mine because I celebrated in…bed. There was absolutely no kinky sex or mind-blowing fuck so if your imagination is running wild, STOP IT. The truth is I didn’t feel well in the last two days of 2013 due to some gastronomic problems, so I decided to call it a year early and just went to bed. It turned out to be the best way to welcome 2014 as I woke up on the first morning of the year feeling so invigorated that I clocked in almost 4 miles of brisk walking. I’m sure you all are setting super ambitious goals for 2014; however, the only goal I’m having on my plate right now is to be healthy. Despite healthy eating and regular exercising, my 2013 was still defined by frequent visits to the emergency room, which not just cost a shit-load of money and time but also made my parents worried sick. Bottom line is I wish you and me a very healthy 2014 so that we get to enjoy everything that life has to offer.
2013 wasn’t a banner year for me by any means, but one thing that I’m quite proud of is keeping this humble blog alive. My history with blogging can be traced back to as early as circa 2005 or 2006 when the word “blogging” still meant practically nothing. Throughout the years, I created many different blogs on every available platform. Yahoo, Blogspot, WordPress, LiveJournal, Tumblr…you name it, I did it. However, all of them died shortly after they were born. I thought my laziness was to blame for their demise. But about a year ago, it dawned on me that laziness was simply a byproduct of me being not passionate enough about the topics of my blog. Back then, it was all about meaningless ranting and whining about my sheltered existence. Starting this blog to talk mostly about fashion has been the right step because even though there are days when I feel lazy and not in the mood for content creation, 95% of the time I’m still really excited to write and share with you my photos and musings among other things. The moral of the lesson here is you should blog about what you’re most passionate about because no one is going to point a gun at you and force you to keep your blog going. Thus, it’s extremely easy to lose momentum and stop after a while. Love your topics with all your heart. I believe that’s the only way.
OK, enough lecturing. To kick off 2014 here on The Confused Dasher, I want to compile a list that I have never. ever. compiled in the past. This list thing has been around for ages but my perennially foggy brain has always refused to play the game until now. New year means new beginning. New beginning means learning new stuff about each other. With that in mind, here I present you with 14 trivial (useless, maybe?) facts about myself. A nice way to get your brain up and running for the new year 😉
#1. To set the record straight: I was born and raised in Vietnam until I was 17, at which point I won a scholarship and left for the States to pursue my college education. I earned my Bachelor of Arts in Economics and then worked in New York City for a while before moving back to where I
don’t belong. My current whereabouts is Hanoi, Vietnam in case you want to…I don’t know what you want to do but hopefully, it revolves around sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll. Totally kidding!
#2. The very first time that I was truly away from home on my own happened during the summer after 6th grade. I joined a two-week summer camp in a mountain city several hours away from my city. Oh boy, it was one hell of an experience defined by nothing but tears. I was homesick like it’s nobody’s business. Like crying and begging-my-parents-to-bring-me-home kind of homesickness. All other kids really enjoyed the experience, and the only time I saw them tear up was when it all came to an end and they had to go home. Clearly, I must have had emotional issues back then. Like codependency? LOL.
#3. On that note, I was bullied and called all sorts of names practically throughout my childhood and teenage years. Perhaps my skin was so thick that I was rarely, if ever, bothered. It wasn’t that I was a strong person; it was just that I was wired in such a twisted way that I never paid any attention to the bullshits. I mean, I didn’t even manage to hold grudges toward those dicks and bitches. In my growing-up process during the last two years, I did hark back to the whole experience and have finally made peace with this: All the things about me that people ridiculed are actually what set me apart from them. Would I want to be normal and standardized like most kids so I would have had a perfectly peaceful childhood? Hell to the no. I wouldn’t change a thing. To all the kids out there: Don’t ever let bullies take away your quirks.
#4. Though not wishing to change anything that I am born with, I’d love to be reincarnated as a performer or an actor. You have no idea how turned on I am when I watch live performances. I sing along, re-enact moves, make faces, and even say Thank you I love you at the end…and I have been doing all of that since I was 8 years old. LOL. I love being entertained and entertaining people. Sadly, I don’t have the talent or the look or the body for a career in the entertainment industry. But the willingness to live in the public eyes? Oh that I have plenty. HAHA.
#5. There was a time (senior year in college, to be exact) when I was literally obsessed with investment banking and getting into Wall Street. It wasn’t because I was interested in finance, power, prestige or money. I did it because finance is what Asian kids are supposed to do after graduation. Psychology calls it behavioral herding, I believe. Fortunately, I never made it.
#6. You don’t need to use any weapon to kill me. All you need is one of the following: eggs, milk, cheese and high-fat content food. The reason for that is after years of abusing my gallbladder with refined sugar and fat food, it has given up on me in a sense. If you hand me any of the above-mentioned food, my gallbladder will most likely be violently upset and cause me pain that is “worse than childbirth” (comparison by women who have gone through both).
#7. I collect Lonely Planet books (about countries that I visit, it goes without saying).
#8. On that traveling note, my goal when I push 30 is to have visited 30 countries. 22 more to go in the next couple of years. Woohoo!!!
#9. I get very, very emotional standing in front of stunning landscape and architecture to the point that I could turn on the waterworks. If you find this trait weird or off-putting, I guess you would just have to deal with it because I’m just being real to how I feel, ok?
#10. I have a wildly eclectic taste in music. I might start my morning with some Beethoven, then move on to nauseatingly cheesy pop in the afternoon and jam up big time to pumping club hits later on the treadmill, and end the day on some good ol’ Shania Twain notes. Is it just me or what?
#11. I love public transportation. That’s why I feel pretty ambivalent about California since knowing how to drive is mandatory over there. Believe it or not, I still use public buses every now and then here in the third world. If you have ever been to the third world, you would know that unlike in the first world, it’s quite bizarre here to use public transit when you’re able to afford your own vehicle. But I’m so fucking fed up with the insane Vietnamese traffic that I try to avoid it whenever I can.
#12. I check mail and Instagram like at least 15 times per day. So much that the hold button on my iPhone is barely functioning these days. The Home button is dying a slow death as well. A god-awful habit I’m trying hard to break. 2014 is going to involve many technology and social media detox sessions. (I dumped my personal facebook account 4 months ago, and it has felt so freaking good. Don’t plan to ever come back.)
#13. I’m a borderline TV show junkie. The two greatest television shows, in my opinion, are Six Feet Under and Breaking Bad. (I heard The Soporanos is fantastic but haven’t got around it yet.) Other than that, Sex and The City is pretty amazing as well– good acting and exceptionally witty dialogues.
#14. I love Britney Spears, and I’m not afraid to admit it.
Done! Listing 14 facts about myself (not including the obvious such as I have two eyes or two ears) is harder and more time-consuming than I anticipated. Whoever said that talking about oneself is a walk in the park clearly needs some serious reality check. Really, the point of this is not for you and me to indulge our narcissism but to make us dig deeper into our being and uncover our quirks. I tested this exercise on at least 10 youngsters, and the best they were able to give were: I like watching movies. I like listening to music. I like hanging out with friends. Then they got all tongue-tied. That simply goes to prove that looking within ourselves is a very uncomfortable activity, but essential if you’re seeking self-awareness.
Now, your turn to sound off. Tell me something that you consider different about yourself below.