You’re someone I would’ve died for.
You are all I have left.
Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
Silent tears stream behind closed doors.
Smiles in the sunrise
telling a pretty story.
Makes me want to dance.
One wish: to be okay again.
It makes me happy
when he kisses my forehead.
It’s just a dream now.
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.
Sometimes, there is no turning back.
Who am I to you?
Did I even matter a
bit? Or not at all?
I’m a million things except okay.
My friend and I had an unplanned dinner yesterday and we ended up dining at Korea Grill in New Park Hotel.
The side dishes (banchan) weren’t very good except for the kimchi. The Rabokki (라볶이) was good while the Jjamppong (짬뽕) tasted quite differently from what we were used to, but it was still okay.
Rabokki = Instant Ramen noodles + tteokbokki (spicy Korean rice cakes)
Jjamppong = spicy noodle soup (with lots of seafood)
We also ordered hotteok (not included in the photo) which I think is the winner for the night. Hotteok is basically sweet pancake and is one of the most popular foods in Korea.
Korean and Vietnamese are my top favorite cuisines and I am not sure which one to put first among these two, unfortunately, there are no Vietnamese restaurants around here (as far as I know).
By the way, the service was very good.
How ’bout you? What’s your favorite cuisine? Let me know in the comments. 🙂
I thought wrong. So stupidly wrong.
Cold early mornings
While the sun is still asleep
My alarm goes off.
Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
She always smiles. Inside, she’s dying.
You’re too near yet so far.
You’re allowed to miss the people who were bullets to you, but you’re not allowed to let them shoot you again.