Why I started this blog…
I started writing this blog for two reasons:
- To tell stories. I just turned 22 years old and I hope by starting up a blog I now can write about whatever shit I have experienced in my life. I’ve got loads of stories to tell about life and I don’t even know why only now I started to write about them instead of just posting photos on Facebook and fuck them all together in a random album.
- To remind myself of things I did in my younger time that I have never felt regret of when I think back about it. That sounds like an old man I know. I soon will start my first job upon my graduation, and if there’s ever a time in the future I find myself running out of stuff to write about, when things are the same everyday, one after another, I will have to tell myself “Hey Kel, it’s time to forget about making a fuck load of money, it’s time to read your love letters again and it’s time to floss”.
Who the hell am I?
I was born and raised in a small town in the middle part of Vietnam, where people didn’t even know about televisions back then. What could I say? Things have been changing so much that I couldn’t even imagine. I am sitting down here in one of the wealthiest cities in the world writing a blog. Wow.
I still remember there was a point of time when I was a kid, I wished I could fly on a plane one day and I believed to myself that it was just a wishful thinking. And now sitting here I am dreaming about other things, but who knows what’s going to happen? “You can’t connect the dots looking forward, you can only connect them looking backwards”. It’s not some forms of nostalgia, I am telling myself that I have to trust in something, whatever it is, and be hardworking and consistent.
It has been a journey. And it should never be stopped. This blog hopefully will mark the stepping stones in it.
