ooh, tỷ không biết how, chắc là tại vì first tests làm không được điểm cao, cũnng giống như đệ đó, cũng buồn quá troi, sợ Ba Mẹ buồn, xong tỷ phải cố gắng thức để làm cho bằng được ....Lúc đầu hay ngủ gục riết rồi quen,
Thôi sis đi ngủ nhen , 2 am rồi nè, see ya hén, have fun , sư đệ

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lúc tỷ buồn có ai lắng nghe là tỷ hạnh phúc rồi,
hạnh phúc và tiền không có đi chung

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Earlier de finds an excellent poem about sadness posts lên cho sis nè

A Bitterness

I believe you did not have a happy life.
I believe you were cheated.
i believe your best friends were lonliness and misery.
i believe your busiest enemies were anger and depression.
I believe joy was a game you could never play without stumbling.
i believe comfort, though you craved it, was forever a stranger.
I believe music had to be melancholy or not at all.
I believe no trinket, no precious metal, shone so bright as your bitterness.
i believe yu lay down at last in your coffin none the wiser and unsassuaged.
Oh, cold and dreamless under the wild, amoral, reckless, peaceful flowers of the hillsides.

Mary Oliver

"I believe joy was a game you could never play without stumbling"
this one is reall good, wao good poem đệ, thanks for sharing

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poetry is so great!

Today was a sad day, but I got over it thank to nguyetminh and my parents. They are always there for me. Today I shared a poem i wrote to my family. They loved it and they gave me some pointer. i love poetry it is the highest poem of expression based on the view of the romantic. i donot understand, although i learned more poem in english and my poetry is influence by english poetic techniques, I cannot write a good poem in english. Why? it is my englsih is not good enough. No matter what, i will keep on trying. Today i got invited to my friend birthday party, what present should I get him?

ngày nay mạ bắt mình đi cắt tóc buồn quá mái tóc đẹp của mình cắt đi thiệt là uổng mình có tóc quắn trong rất lạ giống như cái afro của tụi mỹ đen. Bạn bè thường gọi mình là "mushroom". I miss my hair. Nhưng khi đi cắt tóc củng có chuyện vui. Mình lấy tay rờ tóc mình. Bà cắt tóc hỏi tại sao từ rờ tóc hoài. Mình trả lời cho vui "xem coi có tóc bạc hay không" Nghĩ lại thiệt là vui buồn cười, mình có tương lai làm danh hài rồi đó.