Good morning, friends.  I request that you don't look at the time that I posted this entry and learn that it's actually early evening.  Ironic how I sell myself out like this?  I know.

Things have been mildly eventful.  Well, the dance went well.  And Diem, I'm sorry, I did not go in Tarzan rags!  The clothes I had ended up okay, although it was no evening gown, haha.    Everyone else says that the dance was pretty lame, and therefore I stand alone in saying that it was fun!  It was my first time dancing, due to the whapping and whines, er, I mean, the fierce lion-like encouragements of Phuc.  I'm proud of myself, in my own strange way.  I wore Phuc's jacket the entire day COS I COULD and I'm disappointed in not stealing his tie.  We stalked Stalky Couple (it's such a complicated story, but with enough merit to be mentioned) and he is cur..a..zyyy.  Haha.  And Phuc is such a dork.  Such a dork.  We took pictures!  I don't know when they're coming, hahah.  Ar ar ar.

Amidst a war ensuing and a new internal war beginning, a passionate and tearful moment still found its way to me.  The death of a woman I didn't even know rendered me in quiet sobs, and I had memories that never belonged to me.  Bless the people that were close to her.  I'm honored to share the tears.

Today's lesson: We do not know the value of a single teardrop or of a single drop of blood.  All is grace.

he said "come with me".. so i went.

Bye for now.