Friday, November 7, 2008

Tu tu

In Vietnam, you do simple things to make money to survive. You work retail for 3 dollars a day, you work corporate for 500 a month. And then you use it on gifts and good meals.

Why save your money? Save for what? For later? What about now?

In theory, I should have been applying for jobs this week so that when I come back, I would have a whole bunch of interviews lined up so that I waste no more time. I have run out of excuses: no more unemployment checks, and I basically have my license back in a couple of weeks.

I have run out of excuses to be irresponsible. Has Vietnam taught me that I need to get shit done? No, Vietnam has taught me that I need to "let the ice melt" before I drink my Vietnamese Iced Coffee. "Tu tu" means... hold on, relax, take your time.

And I will. I'm in such a hurry to grow up that it has the opposite effect. I'm under a lot of pressure to compete with my peers and have a nice job before I hit my mid 20s so that I can have a nice apartment to myself and buy expensive furniture so that I can show off to my friends how BOMB ass I am. And then when they leave I can sit at my computer and watch porn to keep my mind off my stressful job.

Sounds like so much fun right? Ugh.

Tu tu... being with my Vietnam family has made me miss my family at home. It's time to come back. It's time to let go of things that have been holding me back, but there is no rush. No rush at all.

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