HanhNguyen

It’s Official.

I have reached my breaking point.

Everyone has their breaking point and let me tell you this is it. In the past two years I have experienced so many blessings and karma in my life. There are things that I wished never changed but at times you can’t help what happens. 

What I am truly grateful is for my mother’s health. She is getting to the age where her health is vulnerable. But still she shows great strength through all the bad things that encounters my brothers and I. I pray that she will be with us for the next fifty years because that is where my brothers and I get our strength from.

It might be the stress from finals this week but I just feel exhausted. Some other factors could be that I work full time with two different jobs. I used to love driving but now its become burden. I am President of one amazing club at CSULB and its definitely a full time position. We all must not forget about being a daughter and sister to a loving family; its not just a title but a relationship that is built through time.

Twenty-four hours in a day is never enough for me. Sometimes I would wake up super early to go to work in Rosemead (25 minutes away from my house), than after drive to school (40 minutes away) for classes, and end my night with a closing shift in cerritos. By the time I get home my family is already asleep. The following day I would sleep in before class and not to my surprise my family has already left for their busy schedule day.

It makes me sad that I don’t have time for them and vise versa but I know everything I’m doing is for the better.

I just wish “for the better” came now.

Being an adult sucks. Being responsible sucks. But you just need to realize sooner or later to suck it up and deal with it.

To sum it all up I just want to apologize to those I have not been giving my full attention to.  I will admit that I can not juggle everything like I used to, but I do not want anyone to feel neglected. However, I have to be honest and say that my mindset is not the same as it use to be, my patience has been cut in half, and I do not sugar coating anything anymore. If honesty is not what you’re looking for than I’m not the person you should be turning to.

Right now I have my priorities straight and right now I just need a breather from the gossip, rumors, and “rachetness”. I’m doing what every college students should be doing and that’s focusing on school (instead of tumblring at 5am haha).

Education will make a difference on your future, so take advantage of it now.

Memo to self “This is for mom!”


The Story of Kyle
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.




That’s why you do stuff for your friends because they’re your friends. No need for returning favors!

The Story of Kyle

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.

My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.

We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.

On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.

That’s why you do stuff for your friends because they’re your friends. No need for returning favors!

(via dakotahjadeee)

Mommy Nguyen.

There is so much I want to do to repay and thank you for always being the mother that I was lucky enough to have. I never knew how much you sacrificed in life for my brothers and I to be where we are today. All the little things you tell me and remind me each day have been taken into action everyday. I never want to make you shed a tear in disappointment or fear.

I want to apologize to you for making wrong decisions in the past; such as driving late at night and getting into a car accident. I remember opening my eyes and seeing your eyes drown in tears just made my heart bleed. I apologize for making you feel as though you might have lost me for a second. I want to apologize for putting friends before you at times when I know in the end you will always be there for me. I want to apologize for ignoring you when I’m stressed out at school and just need some alone time. I want to apologize to you for coming home late at times without letting you know and having you fall asleep on the coach as you wait for me. I want to apologize for all the lies I have said told you in the past because I wanted to go out and party.

Though I put you through all that and more, you still stood by my side. I finally understood why you did what you did. At first I thought you fell for my lies but you knew deep down I was doing something that I did not tell you. You wanted me to learn from my mistake and live with the consequences. It took me years but now I realized it.

All mother’s out there are not naive they are wittier than you think. When they yell at you it’s because of their mother’s tuition and she doesn’t want you to get hurt. Mom’s gave birth to you, she have experienced your first pain in life, and will continue to protect you no matter where she or you are in life.

I just wanted to thank you mom for teaching me to be respectful towards others, for helping me financially through high school, for reminding me why I should be grateful for everything in life, for showing me that sacrifices will have to be made in life, for tickling me until I laugh with tears and yell mercy, for never making fun of my height or weight, for supporting me in everything I do in life, for being proud of me even if I bring home a bad grade, for not once doubting my ability to do activities out of my norm, and for loving me unconditionally even though at times you wish I had made better decision.

Mom you deserve the truth and only the truth; that’s why the past six months we have been building a stronger relationship than ever, I wouldn’t want to break it for anything or anyone. No one is worth lying to you anymore, they are only worth being mentioned to you.

Everything I do now is for my future and yours. I promise I will never put you in a retirement home, I will give you everything that you never had, I will you put first, I will take you to Vietnam (and other countries), and most of all I will never stop loving you because not once did you stop loving me. 

Lastly I just wanted to thank you for not being a “cool best-mom-friend” that lets me get away with idiotic decisions. 

Thank you for being a mom; my mom.

Con Yêu Mẹ forever and always to infinity and beyond <3

Happy Mother’s Day Mommy Nguyen!

OMG I WANT ONE SO BAD!!! D:

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Mom.

"Everything in life will fall apart. But family, that’s permanent"

All she needs to do is look straight into my eyes and know exactly what to say to get me through the rest of the day.

Hanh’s Hell Week.

Starts in less than 30 minutes and I just wanted to let you guys know I have full faith in all of you. You can do this and next Saturday when all of us share that stage it will be the most emotional yet best feeling you’ll ever have!

No matter how stressful you get, I am always here to listen to anyone. So keep your head up high and remember to prioritize!

Break down

#1

15 more days until due date, blah.

Change.

We all have those days were we sit in front of our computer and remember those days when everything was consider perfect. But looking back now, was it perfect or did I just like that idea that it was perfect when it wasn’t. Of course nothing in life is perfect and everyone/everything has multiple flaws.

I did many things that I am not proud of, and things I do regret. But that’s why no one is able to relive the same day twice because we, including myself, wouldn’t be where we are now.

Of course I miss the good ole days, but I’m loving every single day after it.

I’m grateful to be given an opportunity to be in charge of a play coming up, I’m grateful to have young freshmen/sophomore look up to me as a big sister, I’m grateful to be given the health to dance, I’m grateful to become a supervisor at my work in such a short time, I’m grateful to have fallen in love with a guy that makes me smile everyday, I’m grateful to be given another day to spend it with loved ones and those who have made me who I am today. Change may not be for everyone but I’m stronger as a person because of change and for that I wouldn’t change anything that ever happened to me.