On Our Own

Stream-of-consciousness tales of a single mom and her two kids as we embark on a life-altering adventure.

12 June 2007

from audrey

I wanted to make some friends here and by what people explained it as, it sounded really easy, but from my experiences, it's not.......at all.

My vietnamese teacher's little sister has friends so I thought I could meet them and be friends. It started out I had 2 friends. They would come over to my house and ask if I was free, so I said yes---and I was---so I would go with them and walk around Truong Dai Hoc Hong Duc, watching stuff, then I would get bored so I said I'm going home now.

The next time they came, they brought 3 more other people that I had no idea who they were, so we played then I went back, then the next time they came over, there were about 7 more people, and every time they came over, they'd bring more people. I wouldn't play with them anymore. Well, it seemed that my "friends" were just tricking me into meeting a whole bunch of people just so that they could see my white skin.

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Anonymous said...

Audrey,

I'm so sorry it's hard to make friends there, and even sorrier that your two supposed friends turned out to be stinkers.

--Lydia

6:46 AM  

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