Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, "You're crooked. You've always been crooked and you'll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!" said the straight tree. He said, "I'm tall and I'm straight." And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, "Cut all the straight trees." And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange.

I'm not really a big fan of pop, but I do kinda love it sometimes (Spice Girls, Britney..etc) but I'm really starting to love Vietnamese pop music, especially music that my mom used to listen to when I younger lol. I'm going to make a list of these songs, because I'll probably forget them in a few years or months.

Beagle Freedom Project

Last night spent my Friday night crying in bed while watching Beagle Freedom Project rescue videos on YouTube. It is seriously the most doe reading thing ever. This sweet angels have spent their whole lives in labratoires up to their rescuing point. For many of them it is their first time seeing the sunlight, walking, or even feeling grass between their little cute toes. That's insane! It makes me sick to stomach that some humans feel this sense of empowerment and actually do evil like this. 

I looked up a lot of products that support animal cruelty  and I was shocked to see that almost everything in the whole entire world (exaggeration) supports it !! I want to try to be aware of this when shopping from now on. 

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Oh! Vietnam! Em nhớ Việt Nam !

I've been back in the states for almost two weeks now and I still can't get Vietnam out of my head. This last trip was really meaningful for me. I feel like I say that every year that I go (this was my seventh visit). This year was different for me because it was the first time I'd been back since my grandpa (ông ngoại) passed away. It was really strange. Every trip I've made to Vietnam we always stayed at my ông ngoại's house. My uncle who had been taking care of my ông ngoại is now living in his house and it was just a different dynamic for me, but it was also a good one. I feel like I bonded with my cousins in really special way (they're my youngest cousins, so before this trip I never really had a relationship with them).  I love them so much and I am so sad to be so far away from them. Life is really different in Vietnam. Being home is so bland and gray. I hope I start to get back to normal soon, but I feel like this trip to Vietnam really made me change my outlook on my life. It is a good thing.