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From now on, I will start writing my diary in English and posting it on my blog. Perhaps it’s a crazy idea for a woman at my age (who should instead go shopping, learn how to cook and make-up or do something more substantive and practical). To tell the truth, I have nothing more useful other than this to buy the time. Above all, it’s with English that I find myself very comfortable to express my feelings and thoughts. It’s not because I don’t love Vietnamese (in fact, I love it as much as I love the old path leading me to the first class when I was a little child . To some extent, Vietnamese was the gateway to what I am today. Vietnamese, however, is something too beautiful that I am afraid that my words may not carry that beauty). Neither is it because I am good at English. In fact, I’m not good at it enough, so I need further practice.

Anyway, what I strive for is to master both Vietnamese and English and as the former is my native language, I think I should spend more time and efforts on the latter. Long long ago, my English teacher told me that I should write something every day in English, even something trivial and vapid. Only by doing so can I master this language. I have never followed that advice and now is the time to do so (Sorry teacher! It’s not timely but hopefully not too late). English, to me, is not only a means of communication. While writing in English, I can refresh my mind and my thinking may be released into funny, crazy and ‘great’ ideas . That said, I’m very sorry that my friends might be tortured by my horrible writing (I truly mean this. I do not pretend to be modest. In fact, I don’t have even the slightest grain of modesty )

Today, I had a terrible stomachache (I hate to start my diary with this but it already happened). Maybe because I had eaten too much mango yesterday. Oh, mango! It’s always so close to my heart, among many, many other things. But after a whole day suffering from mango, I will try to resist the temptation to consume too much sour food. It’s hard to say this but actually, I am getting old, so I should be more careful with my health. Oh, it’s always tough to be old .

But thanks to my stomachache, I could leave the office before my colleagues and stay at home doing nothing. My two younger brothers did all the cooking, cleaning and washing. Maybe today is among the most memorable days of the year (my friends, pleased remember to bring waterproof with you in case it rains heavily tomorrow). If stomachache was not so troublesome, I’d love to have stomachache every day. Just wishful thinking, anyway. If there truly existed the next life, I’d like to be the youngest son in my family. It’s a selfish and childish thought but sometimes, it came to me as a burning desire.

Today, I did nothing special, as always. Everyday, I try to live to the fullest but I almost always end it up with dull things and bored feelings. I will make a change from tomorrow. And tomorrow forever stays in the future. I lament, I complain and I do nothing to change. If there is a meaningful thing I made today, it is the decision to do aerobics to keep a good health and to cling to youth as long as I can. Hopefully, I will start doing it tomorrow (I’m not so sure by now). Just wait and see