The more I live life, the more I refuse to let it be ordinary.
Growing up, my parents would take me and my siblings to the “fack” (the park, in Vietnamese). When we were visiting family in San Diego, there was a park nearby, so we told my aunt that we were taking my nephew to the fack, in Vietnamese. She was really confused and asked where we were going. So we repeated, the fack. She was still confused, so we said it in English, “We’re taking him to the park.”
Aunt: “Oh, why do you call it the fack?”
Us: “Because that’s how you say it in Vietnamese.”
Aunt: “Uhh, no it’s not. It’s công viên”
All 3 Luu siblings: “WTF, why did we think it was fack?”
This whole time, we thought my parents were speaking Vietnamese to us, but it was them speaking English with an accent.
the fack = the park.
Sometimes being an adult is fckin’ tiring. But, here’s to hard work, putting oneself in uncomfortable situations, and diving into the unknown paying off.
Restless mind, endless possibilities.
Hello amazing ability to wake up at 3am and not fall back asleep…probably shouldn’t have started watching law and order: svu though. Dun dun.
That one time Ellen tweeted to UCSD and everybody skipped class to participate.