She Meets Life

Hi all. First and foremost, I apologize for the long silence. I had a life for the past few months but now that the holidays have approached and everyone has returned back to their family and loved ones, I ended up here. Alone. Well...now doesn't that sound depressing?? lol I wasn't alone. I had friends that didn't go back home and we had dinner and enjoyed a nice, relaxing, nonchalant christmas. Christmas ended with watching 3 Idiots alone in my room. Now that Christmas is over..I've come to ponder on many things. Many things that I encountered and experienced while I was away from blogging. I've come to reflect on the things that I've done, haven't done, should have done, the decisions I've made, decisions I haven't made and so on. It probably isn't healthy for me to analyze everything because then it just becomes even more than complicated than it already is. I realized that living away from family, friends, community, etc. I felt as if ...

I was a bit hesitant about the title of this blog since I wasn't sure if it was new or an old perspective. For as long as I can remember, I always thought myself as an "international" student. A student that will simply learn the ways of the new environment, systems and then return home to where she belonged. But where did she belong in the first place? Technically, I am an exchange/international student but trying to grasp and understand the new information here is simultaneously overwhelming and tiresome. I wish I can clearly explain what I'm trying to convey but I'm a bit confused myself. Since that makes everything complicated I guess I'll just share a song that came into my head while I was thinking about how I should explain myself. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eLfvdeInFg

So I've been contemplating about writing another blog because I keep in touch with my family and friends through other social network sites. I had a conversation with my brother and told him that I had a new blog posted and his response was "you know, we have a life too." I guess it hit me.. I didn't really feel like writing in this blog after he said that. I mean...he's right. Everyone has their own life. We all have work/school, kids to take care of, bills to pay, events to attend, etc. It was a bit depressing to know that my blog isn't viewed by my relatives but it was also strange as well...because I didn't miss them. I didn't miss them but I wanted them to read what I had done or experienced or observed. It doesn't make sense. Then I had a skype date with one of my best friends and she said that she still visits my blog and reads the things I write. I guess when you think no one's there to read your blog, there is someone. lol af...

So I'm sure you all noticed the big change in the layout of my blog. That is because I was getting tired of the brown one. The only reason I liked the brown one was because it had the world map. and since I traveled from one country to another I felt it was reasonable to have my layout as the world map. lol But now...now that I've already arrived here and have begun a new chapter in my life, I figured this (the layout I have now) would be a good fit. I like the fact that all my logs are underground and not up in the sky. It shows the "real" me...I "dig" deep for my true thoughts and share it with you all. Anyway. I also changed the title because I'm no longer a beautiful stranger...actually I never was. It was the picture of the girl with crazy lashes who was the beautiful stranger. I changed it to she meets life because...well, I meet life. and get this. I made a youtube account and titled it Sh3meetslife (I don't have a significant reason for...

Greetings to all. This weekend went by quicker than I had imagined. Let's see..what did I do?? Saturday was a walk in the park...literally. haha I was home till 2 or 3pm. Then I thought to myself, "Dang, I need to walk or exercise rather than sit my lazy butt here in my room." SO I did. Last time I went out for a walk, I went in a direction opposite of where I would go (towards the bus stop). I found a soccer field with a cafe. Yes there was a game going on so I stayed there for a while under the scorching sun. I believe they were high school kids playing cuz the audience were old (parents, grandparents, uncles, etc.). After 5 to 10 minute of getting excited for the soccer match, I left home. (oh the field was 5 min away from my apartment) However, yesterday I walked for about an hour. I went the same direction as last time to find out that there was another game going on. Since it wasn't so hot, I stayed till the end. No one won..it was a tie..1-1. After the game, ...

Hi Ya'll. I've been contemplating for quiet a while about what to write for my next log. A lotta things happened..or at least it felt like it. I've been in touch with my "childhood friend" (sorta), aaand I spent the night at my family-friend-cousin-not-really (? lol)... hmmm i guess that's sorta it. I guess it felt like a lot cuz a lot is on my mind and since I haven't gone out much except for Monday and Today (Thursday)..my mind thinks a lot has happend. hehe (Don't worry I'm not going coo-coo).  Before I rant on about what's been on this little brain of mine, I'd like to share a picture of me and my friend. Her name's...for confidentiality purpose, let's call her miss X. (teehee)... I've known her since I can remember because she was an international student from Europe. She stayed for a year and left back to her home country. However, we kept in touch (pen-pal status).  During high school, we both were unable to write to each...

Monday and Tuesday went buy quick...just like I wanted it to. I met up with my friend and her husband..we went out shopping at asian markets. There were a lot to choose from. They knew the location, so i just followed. ..I was talking about rice and food before...well check this out:  I went to an Asian market with some of my Tibetan friends... bought a rice cooker, siracha hot sauce, ramen, rice crackers,  dried sea weed.  The grapes are from another market...I also bought "Brown" rice, Basmati rice!!! yay!! I'm good for the next week or two.  Thanks for the suggestion Brother!! I'll officially be a rice woman! 

Hallo.  I'm living well. Not eating out all the time. I'm living off of cereal, bread and water. lol Sounds so bad but it's actually not bad. I don't know if it's the change in climate or surroundings...but I have not been feeling hungry much. Don't have much of an appetite. I'm gonna guess it's homesick? but then i don't think so, since i don't miss my family much. lol I don't know.  I just re-read the previous paragraph and realized it is really bad to just live off of cereal, bread and water. What about fruits and vegetables? I did go to the market today and bought grapes..yay. but since I haven't been hungry..i don't get a lot of vegetables..unless i went out to eat. Don't worry ya'll..soon i'll be making vegetables and meat. It will be A-okay.  My brother recently suggested that I should buy a rice cooker, a bag of rice and be a rice-woman. lol That's not so bad compared to bread-woman. :) It's not a ba...

Earlier today, I was day dreaming in my room. I didn't want to go out nor did I want to do anything. So I just sat on my bed and closed my eyes (giving it rest from staring at the computer screen too long). When I closed my eyes, I saw a tunnel. A long, endless, abysmal tunnel. That's it. That's all I saw. Then, obviously the next thing I do is think why I saw that and find a meaning behind it. That's what I always do. I'm always trying to find a meaning behind everything instead of just letting it be. Maybe it has to be because I'm a girl? Or that it's just in the genes? (there I go again) I don't know. But I can't stop this...habit or hobby. haha...a hobby? When people tell you to live life to the fullest, does that mean.. to not analyze everything detail and let things go in a flow?

There are good things and bad things about travelling alone. Let's start with the good side of it. Before I start..this list is not official, it's simply my opinion. Advantages: You get to go wherever you like.   "      "  "   do       "          "    "   . There's no pressure to rush things; you're in control of time. You're only spending on yourself. Disadvantages: (i can only think of one..^_^) It can get a bit lonely; you have no one to share your thoughts with. Obviously for the disadvantages, you can still go wherever you like because you will surely compromise with your company. You can still be in control of time as long as your partner/company has the same attitude as you. I'm here in Vienna. I like being alone but at the same time, i fear going outside.

Good-bye San Francisco. Hello Europe.

I want to write things down to become a good writer. I tend to open up the blog web site when I'm not sleepy or when i don't have anything to do. But it seems that whenever I click on the new post.. my mind is completely blank. The only thing that lingers on my mind are the things I've done day of or previous days. This happens to me quiet a lot. That's the reason for not being able to post blogs either daily or more often. That and other reasons too... educational and personal reasons. I'm on this journey. Not exactly sure what I'm looking for but I just know it's somewhere out there. I just know that I can't be sitting here..waiting for something to happen to me. Wherever I go...it will lead me somewhere and no doubt..it will teach me new things or perhaps old. Regardless...I will not let this journey end. Because the world is waiting for me...waiting for things to happen. Also because the world is simultaneously a dangerous yet beautiful p...

Earlier today, I read a few articles from the New Yorkers. While all the articles were thought-provoking, one was more of a touching story about an author who lost her mother on a late afternoon on x-mas day. She started off with the day her mother passed and slowly took me to the past and how much her mother had meant to her by carefully inputting anecdotes of the special memories she'd shared with her mother.  The one that stuck to my mind was of her xmas gift that her mother had given her when she was only 5. It was a red, corduroy journal. Her mother had given it to her so she could write her thoughts, feelings, etc. Because writing down things makes things more comprehendible. Things that she didn't understand, she would write it down to make things clearer.  Then the story went on about how her mother had passed and that the moment she died, she was lying still on her lap. The mother had told her that she wanted to die in the living room of the house, whe...

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Friendship isn't about who you have known the longest   It's about those who came and never left your side ....