Every time I go home to California, my friend calls me to hang out. I want to, but I usually excuse myself and say I can’t. She makes a good living and tends to splurge so when we go out to lunch, it usually costs around $25 for each of our meals. For someone who lacks the stable income that comes with a corporate job, lunch isn’t something I can afford to splurge on.
I normally ride a scooter in Vietnam because it’s the quickest and most efficient way for me to get around town, buy groceries and explore. And it just so happened that the other day, when I had planned to spend the afternoon exploring a new... Read More
Whenever I go to the wet market behind my apartment in Ho Chi Minh city, I always go to the same vendor. She’s a sweet old lady, with a toothy grin, who sits in a corner on the street by the private alleyway behind my building. She’s an ordinary... Read More
My ex once taught me: You’re stupid for always holding onto friendships. You should only make friends with people who have money that you can gain something from, otherwise, you’d only be wasting your time helping those who won’t ever give you... Read More
I remember dating this guy who didn’t hate anything, or at least didn’t show it, during the first few months that we hung out. What ice cream flavor do you like? All kinds. What movie genre do you watch? Every kind. What do you think of Justin... Read More