Emily Hoàng

Nhi !!!! Yes? She was startled by the way Hung shouted. Silently for a few seconds, looking back, she could see a young student was rushing towards her. He held a book in his hand. As he ran, he laughed loudly. "Forget this book, little girl.", he said. Nhi was astonished, didn't understand what happened.  Waking up again, Nhi wondered why she still lacked sleep every night just because she couldn't forget a person. Nhi thought, suddenly a  slight   feeling throbbed in her heart. Tears aren't falling anymore but somewhere in those wet eyes, it's not hard to know Nhi is sad, so sad ... February 7, 2015 ... Dear Diary, ...Nhi wrote  The words began to fill the page. As if there was no one in this world can give her a shoulder to cherish this love. Just drop a few lines, she suddenly misses him, a lot... If only he was here now and touched her hair gently and listened to her endless stories attentively. He would make jokes...

Fractures Coming back, silently she turned on her favorite song. The melody keeps repeating like unnamed emotions doping in the head. "Crazy .... What the hell is going on?" She thought and suddenly burst into tears. Those tears mixed with the feeling as no one could share. Then, quickly she found her laptop, logged in and typed as fast as possible, afraid that those feelings would slip away ... She still remembers old days, also alone in the room, when the sorrow flowed over, hurriedly she took the Diary, wiped away tears from her eyes quickly, and just wrote all, even she didn't know what to write, just write and write, hoping that her feelings would go away, and she could escape from this loneliness ... She realized she was still the weak girl. " "Well, I'm human being" "... She thought and smiled, a little sadness left behind her blurred eyes. Then she found out it was 10 o'clock.  "There's a heavy workload, why you are...

I really don't know what to write now. The page is blank and my mind is full of thoughts. Yesterday on the way back home, in my head there was some mess struggling with each other. The car horn was loud but I could not hear it. The rain was just drizzling but I almost got wet without consciousness. In short, I don't know how I am. I could only follow the mess of thoughts in my head. They didn't have any shapes - thoughts that didn't go anywhere, making me tired but no matter what happened, I could not stop myself from thinking. I know the truth is the truth, that ... but my heart was not in peace. I really don't understand why I am like that. I just want to close my eyes tightly and lie down so I don't have to think anymore. What should I do ...

Hey my diary, 4 years since my last status has been shown up. Haha. Couldn't imagine how changes I could make so far ... I know it's really been a long time for not taking part in your life. Now, I come to you again... :) These days I've been working and also relaxing a lot to be strong enough for a long trip ahead which is going to happen. I am so excited at the beginning and now sometimes I feel like I got lost, dear. I know you might say how crazy I am right? As I decide too quickly for something new. Don't ask me why coz even I am confused too. ^^ Haizzz. SG is going to catch my breath again as I am down. I am so weird, I know.. I know.. But I don't care. My life now is a trip. Ya, as the moment I am really happy and satisfied with my life now. I think it's all I need. I don't care about others anymore... Ps: writing in a good mood with a crazy plan ahead

    Mirrors Dear blog, I haven't met you for a long time. Actually, I haven't written anything.  This afternoon, SG rained again, harshly, violently like a storm in my heart.  I like when it rains heavily enough to put on my baggy raincoat. It is great because I feel like I am so small. As if I was covered in an insensitive interweaving line of people. I like to see the raindrops flying gently on the lampposts. Driving at night when the city was going to sleep in silence, surrounded by crowded people, I remember I used to sit on the back of the motorbike, hugging him, looking at the streets and people rushing to go back and forth fading away after my glasses. I used to hate the rain very much. I hate raining because it blurs the glasses that I love so much. I hate to see people jostle and hear the car horn in the street. The heart suddenly felt nostalgia thinking of when my dad came to school to take me home, under the rainy season like that, I sat behind h...

"On the way home, you hold my hand so tight in a way I have never been before. As a wind goes by, suddenly you look at me and smile. All just like a flash in the dark but just make me feel so warm and peaceful." If you're not the one When I wake up, I know that it's just a dream but somehow  we are going to make it end like that.  I wonder if after all, are you gonna say yes for be a part not only in my dream but also in my life?

Dear Diary, I'm here with you :) Another day just passes by. I'm wondering if anyone is writing the blog at the moment. Getting some feeling someone like me who is dropping some lines at night is a little bit interesting. I have no ideas when my little diary hasn’t no longer been my companion. Uhmmm maybe when I walked out of University and got into work, then work and work, to reduce my family’s burden ... It all made me forget the daily notes. Instead, I listen to music more, I feel lazy enough to write down this messy emotion. My mind started to make up a bunch of thoughts. Listening to the song and sleep, prepare  for my job tomorrow. Today I am so lazy, finishing writing and don’t bother to read again