<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:32:03.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Left Unsaid</title><subtitle type='html'>The things I have to say that cannot stay within, hidden from this world, any longer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-8895694443139464672</id><published>2009-06-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:29:36.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These days i don't really know what it is that i am living for.....i have become so jaded, so cynical, and so bitter that i don't quite recognize myself anymore. If you didn't know me you would say i seem so happy, so normal but i'm not.  The smile on my face is so fake...and it has become too easy to fake it.  I wake up every morning and i put on a mask...a look of perfection like everything in my life is exactly how i want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels torn...like it's been ripped into a gazillion pieces and dispersed into the world. I have strings tying me to different people, strings i want to cut so that i can keep my heart to myself...but i can't.  Now what do i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-8895694443139464672?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/8895694443139464672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/these-days-i-dont-really-know-what-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/8895694443139464672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/8895694443139464672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/these-days-i-dont-really-know-what-it.html' title=''/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-2183744082733642297</id><published>2009-06-18T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:30:01.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>111 Songs to Save My Life</title><content type='html'>If you want to make me swoon....play these songs...if i cry....play these songs....if i smile it's probably because i'm listening to these songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Save a Life - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Silver Lining - Kate Voegele&lt;br /&gt;Lift Me Up - Kate Voegele&lt;br /&gt;When it All Falls apart - the Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;You Found Me - the fray&lt;br /&gt;superman - five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;the riddle - five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;world - five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;waitin on the world to change - john mayer&lt;br /&gt;daughters - john mayer&lt;br /&gt;dreaming with a broken heart - john mayer&lt;br /&gt;halo - beyonce&lt;br /&gt;hao - bethany joy galeotti&lt;br /&gt;vulnerable - secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;fall for you - secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;i hate this song - secondhand serenade&lt;br /&gt;sk8er boy - avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;over my head (cable car) - the fray&lt;br /&gt;happy ending - avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone - avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;photographs and memories - jim croce&lt;br /&gt;bottle it up - katy perry&lt;br /&gt;i'm yours - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;think of you - katy perry&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy - beyonce&lt;br /&gt;cowgirl don't cry - reba mcentire&lt;br /&gt;so close - jon mclaughlin&lt;br /&gt;all at once - the fray&lt;br /&gt;one word - lee jun ki&lt;br /&gt;flower letter - park hyo shin&lt;br /&gt;love story - taylor swift&lt;br /&gt;so small - carrie underwood&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna miss a thing - aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;forever and almost always - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;unfair - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;syndicate - the fray&lt;br /&gt;never say never - the fray&lt;br /&gt;kindly unspoken - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;only fooling myself - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;almost lover - a fine frenzy&lt;br /&gt;numb - linkin park&lt;br /&gt;in the end - linkin park&lt;br /&gt;breaking the habit - linkin park&lt;br /&gt;boulevard of broken dreams - greenday&lt;br /&gt;iris - goo goo dolls&lt;br /&gt;wake nme up when september ends - greenday&lt;br /&gt;never again - kelly clarkson&lt;br /&gt;viva la vida - coldplay&lt;br /&gt;the day you went away -M2m&lt;br /&gt;circus - britney spears&lt;br /&gt;until you - shayne ward&lt;br /&gt;melt the snow - shayne ward&lt;br /&gt;lucky - jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;remember the name - fort minor&lt;br /&gt;gotta be somebody - nickelback&lt;br /&gt;feel this - bethany joy galeotti&lt;br /&gt;photograph - nickelback&lt;br /&gt;saving me - nickelback&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 - plain white t's&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah - plain white t's&lt;br /&gt;everything - michael buble&lt;br /&gt;Ti Amo - fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;ku cha - bang bang tang&lt;br /&gt;more than a memory - garth brooks&lt;br /&gt;cry - rihanna&lt;br /&gt;i will be - leona lewis&lt;br /&gt;bleeding love - leona lewis&lt;br /&gt;better in time - leona lewis&lt;br /&gt;you're still the one - shania twain&lt;br /&gt;thank you - dido&lt;br /&gt;white flag - dido&lt;br /&gt;only hope - mandy moore&lt;br /&gt;i'll be - edwin mccain&lt;br /&gt;over it - katherine mcphee&lt;br /&gt;xiao wu gui - nicholas teo&lt;br /&gt;bu xiang dong de - angela zhang&lt;br /&gt;bei ji xing de yan lei - nicholas teo&lt;br /&gt;hoa dai - mai khoi&lt;br /&gt;you're beautiful - james blunt&lt;br /&gt;so small - carrie underwood&lt;br /&gt;she will be loved - maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;collide - howie day&lt;br /&gt;unwell - matchbox 20&lt;br /&gt;no good - kate voegele&lt;br /&gt;mighty to save - hillsong&lt;br /&gt;take it all - hillsong united&lt;br /&gt;lead me to the cross - hillsong united&lt;br /&gt;desert song - hillsong&lt;br /&gt;one way - hillsong&lt;br /&gt;canticle of zechariah - matt maher&lt;br /&gt;shine like the son - matt maher&lt;br /&gt;love has come - matt maher&lt;br /&gt;empty and beautiful - matt maher&lt;br /&gt;as it is in heaven - matt maher&lt;br /&gt;stand by me&lt;br /&gt;you lift me up - josh groban&lt;br /&gt;hey jude - beatles&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love you - beatles&lt;br /&gt;all you need is love - beatles&lt;br /&gt;a day in the life - beatles&lt;br /&gt;lucy in the sky with diamonds - beatles&lt;br /&gt;all my loving - beatles&lt;br /&gt;it won't be long - beatles&lt;br /&gt;let it be - beatles&lt;br /&gt;come together - beatles&lt;br /&gt;don't let me down - beatles&lt;br /&gt;across the universe - beatles&lt;br /&gt;daybreak - cindy wang&lt;br /&gt;the middle - jimmy eat world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-2183744082733642297?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/2183744082733642297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/111-songs-to-save-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/2183744082733642297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/2183744082733642297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/111-songs-to-save-my-life.html' title='111 Songs to Save My Life'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-1551904568582335469</id><published>2009-06-11T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:00:25.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Before I start this blog I am just going to say that i will be addressing quite a few strange topics in my blogs.  it's just me writingg out wat i have to say that day or the days before.  A lot of the time i'm stuck in this rut where i have no idea wat it is that i say so excuse any confusion or mindless ramblin.  It makes sense in my head and that's ultimately all that matters right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here goes the words unsaid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust - i don't quite know wat this is anymore.  I used to.  You see as a child i grew up in a very stable and safe environment.  I learned to trust very eaily and very early on.  Actually looking back now it all just seems a bit ironic since Saigon, my hometown, was the center of thiefs, liars, and rip-offs.  That being said, i still was a very trusting child.  I amed friends eaily and at 7 if you had asked me how i felt about them i would have willingly said, " I would trust them w/ my life." I laugh now when i think about it....LOLs....but then again life was much more simple back then.  That trust inside me was really endless.  I could trust anyone and anything to the point where i could be called gullible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came to america, this part of me didn't change.  I still turst ppl very easilty and thrus the past 8 years this has been the cause of much of my downfall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See since 3rd grade until now, i have had quite a lot of best friends.  i guess looking back now they can't really be called best freinds after everything they've done to me.  i have been hurt more teimes bc of my supposed "best friends" backstabbed me than i have by boys who have broken my heart and that is saying a lot considering how many guys have hurt me.  Each and every single time i trusted my friends, they betrayed my trust, and it went all downhill from there.  At the time i blamed them.  I thought everything was their fault and that they were the worst ppl in the world.  But now? Well after quite a bit of soul searching, and korean/japanese dramas, i realized that it was my own foolishness that landed me in all the messes in the first place.  My problem? I trusted ppl way too easily.  As the saying goes, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.  Fool me 3 times? Now that's just stupid."  I allowed them to betray me.  Logically speaking if i had not given them my trust, they wouldn't have had anything to hurt me with in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the saying goes, the person who was nvr meant to break your heart will break it.  I never expected any of my friends to betray me but nonetheless they did.  The one thing i can do about it now is to just forgive....and learn from it.  I can only say that i won't be so quick to trust anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live you learn and one thing's for certain....there will always be words left unsaid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-1551904568582335469?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/1551904568582335469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/1551904568582335469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/1551904568582335469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-7021664470132066963</id><published>2009-06-09T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:25:18.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sophomore Year</title><content type='html'>“As we grow up, we learn that the one person that wasn’t suppose to ever let us down, probably will. You’ll have your heart broken and you’ll break others’ hearts. You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you’ll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the end of the school year grows closer...actually it's practically here, i figure it's about time for me to blog about the entire experience of this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let’s start from the very beginning. To be honest, I totally expected this year to be kick ass awesome but it really did not live up to my expectations…..in some ways it totally was a failure, in other ways it totally went above and beyond.  It’s been such a roller coaster ride and no matter if I end up hating it or loving it, I can say that it was definitely was sooooo unpredictable.  I rmbr walking thru the halls on the first day of school thinking damn I’m a sophie….no more freshmeat.  That thrill lasted a day before all the drama caught up with me.  And then I felt as crappy as a freshman did again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have learned a lot from this year. I learned that sometimes I do have to open up my heart to experience true happiness even if it means getting hurt…I’ve learned that trust can only go so far bc eventually that person will betray that trust.  I’ve learned that it’s better to just shut up and listen….i’ve learned that I can’t keep measuring my success according to other people’s standards.  I’ve learned that it is okay to fail miserably at something once in a while as long as I’m willing to stand up and fight again.  I’ve learned that to win a battle I have to have soldiers first, willpower second.  I’ve learned that I can never judge a person  based on their words especially when they are better at sweet talking than I am.  I’ve learned that sweet talking doesn’t work.  I’ve learned that love does really conquer all…though I still don’t know wat love is.  I’ve learned that I am special and that there are ppl out there who do like me for who I am.  I’ve learned so much, too much.  I’ve gotten hurt so many times within the last 9 months but I have grown so much as a person.  I don’t know if I’m a nicer person or not but I do know that I am more genuine and more real, both to myself and to the world.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past school year has been amazing and I really couldn’t ask for anything more.  I may have gotten hurt and I may have failed one too many time but from the ashes come the phoenix.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won’t anymore, and who always will. So don't worry about people from your past; there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-7021664470132066963?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/7021664470132066963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-sophomore-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/7021664470132066963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/7021664470132066963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-sophomore-year.html' title='Goodbye Sophomore Year'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-1739541979402386407</id><published>2009-06-08T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:18:30.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Integrity and Honesty</title><content type='html'>Recently i've been thinking about the world and how much honesty there really is.  As students we've been taught since the beginning of our school days that cheating is bad...that copying is taboo.  yet by the time we get to middle schoo it seems as if that rule has faded into the crevices of our minds.  It seems as if we no longer fear the repercusssions of cheating since we as students constantly try to find ways to cheat.  i never understood this mindset....as kids we were raised to have morals, to know what is right and wrong...yet we lose sight of this as we grow.  i mean we all know it's wrong to kill, it's wrong to steal, it's wrong to hurt other people...yet somehow cheating no longer applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wonder if this is bc when we look at the world, teenagers as a generation no longer see a role model of honesty and integrity in society anymore....i mean open up a newspaper and all i read is crap about ppl cheating each other out of money or corruption and so many other lies....everyone in this world is so busy lying to each other that it seems like that's all there is to this world...backstabbing, lies, corruption, cheating....i don't get it.  was life always like this or was i just too blind, stupid, and naive to see the facts in front of me? was i that stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bc i thought this world was fair...i know life isn't but i thought the forces of this world - fate, love, a higher being if you will - was.  I believe in karma and justice but it seems as if there isn't any. i'm so disillusioned with this world...or is it i believe in a goodness and perfection that isn't there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-1739541979402386407?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/1739541979402386407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/integrity-and-honesty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/1739541979402386407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/1739541979402386407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/integrity-and-honesty.html' title='Integrity and Honesty'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933419143826639849.post-5112485529092675934</id><published>2009-06-08T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:56:26.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's weird blogging for the first time ever....i just recently decided i need a blog to get everything off my chest.  i realized that i've said too much and most of the time the things i said should never have been said. which just lands me in a ton of trouble. hence from this day on i'm gonna hold in everything i want to say and say it here...the good, the bad, the ugly...everything goes here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will not name names...i will not cuss...but i will say what i feel no matter what others may feel about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i can only hold in so much before the words left unsaid will explode....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933419143826639849-5112485529092675934?l=confusedinsocal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/feeds/5112485529092675934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-blog-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/5112485529092675934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4933419143826639849/posts/default/5112485529092675934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusedinsocal.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-blog-ever.html' title='First Blog Ever'/><author><name>quynh_perfectionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16299657154818587492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
