This is my first year in Singapore. So far, I can say I really enjoy being here. Singapore is so good in term of living and enjoying. I hate to make a comparison but to be honest, I think my lovely homeland city - Saigon - need more than 10 years to catch up with this place.

However, the food is so bad, or at least its taste is not for me. I think US and Singapore share the same common, they don’t have the typical or significant food and taste. The food and taste are being mixed here. You can find out Bahkute, but it’s not a “real” Malaysian Bahkute. You can find out Pho, but this kind of Pho is not like Phở Bắc or Phở Nam in Vietnam. I haven’t got a chance to try the real Chinese food, but my friends say it’s not like the original one too. Anyway, it’s still eatable, and I am still surviving, maybe because I’m so easy at eating. I eat to live, so that’s is not a big deal for me.

After 7 months, I set up a new hobby for myself, running. I think I will have another detailed blog for this, but I can say I’m so in love with running now. At least, I have “peace” and “relaxing” when doing it. A big Kudo for my lovely sister, Bờm, the one who guides me into this path, the one who always cheer and try hard with me. Without you, I can’t be the one who I am today. Hope you won’t laugh if you can find out this blog someday haha ^^.

I think, after all, living alone in Singapore has given me more “good things” than “bad things”. Whatever, I did archive my dream finally. I know my decision did make many people hurt. But I hope “those people” will understand and accept me. As my latest tattoo says, “It’s my life”. Please, at least, let me make my own choices, and I won’t regret.