A HOLE IN MY EARS

I just broke up a packet of two minute noodles, poured the powder in, shook and ate. Did anyone else do this as a child? It tastes like my childhood memories. I'm joking, but I thought it sounded soppy so I threw it in. My childhood actually tastes like tears. Only because everything made me cry.

My parents drove past Fitzroy (my old hometown *shudder) the other day and pointed out a flat we used to live in. I would have been older than five at the time. Surprisingly, I have no recollection whatsoever. I knew there was this other place we stayed in but not this flat! My mind toyed with the idea that maybe something so horrific happened that my brian has suppressed it. But then I realised my life isn't that dramatic and its more likely that I just have shit memory. But I've been thinking of it for ages and I still cannot recall the flat.

I still remember my very first birthday. I didn't know it was my first birthday when I first remembered it. It was a split second memory of a man and a woman laughing at me. I was frustrated by how they weren't behaving the way I wanted them to, so I cried and smashed the birthday cake with my hands. Of course, at the time, I didn't know it was a man and a woman, I did not know it was my birthday, and I did not know my feelings were called 'anger' and 'frustration'. I just felt it. And I somehow knew they were laughing at me. I told my mum about this moment and she was like :O 'Uyen, that was your very first birthday. You cried the entire time.' Then she showed me pictures of it, and I remembered the cake (cause it was a fucken cupcake, mom, dad.) and the man and woman. They were family friends. Who later on became thieves who stole our carpet when we moved into our first house. ( I still remember seeing them drive off with our green carpet, herpderp, welcome to Fitzroy) But I think back now and my main question is Why Green Carpet? That's so unconventional and gross. If you wanted a green floor, just step into the backyard mate. Why does my house have green carpet? :( It's not even a nice green, it is like, such an average green with no side story to it. It's not a green that makes you wonder if its really a blue and it's not a green that you've never seen before. It is the most generic and green, green carpet you can get. It is so utterly green that you can't even describe it in any other way.

Wow, my crushed two minute noodles really side tracked me. I came today to tell you blog, that I GOT MY EARS PIERCED. It wasn't a decision I thought about or planned. My collegue was just like, LET'S PIERCE YOUR EARS UYEN :D'
And I was like 'OKAY :D'
And then I realised what I'd just okayed and was mortified when I found two guns pointed at me. To others this seems like nothing, but I'm sooo so scared of needles (let alone a needle shoved in a gun) so I feel very proud of what I have done. It doesn't even hurt. I mean, it kills, but not in that writhing in agony kind of way. It's like a dull ache that you can forget about/get used to.
As my first pair of earrings, I chose my birthstone. March's birthstone is Aquamarine. My first initial thought was Aquamarine is not a stone, it sounds like either a colour or a swimming pool. Or a job occupation. Like "Hi, I'm Uyen, I'm an aquamarine down at the local aquarium.' My sister's birthstone is a bloody sapphire and I'm stuck with a dolphin trainer or some shit. I just googled it and some goddamn mermaid popped up. Great. I've probably got a mermaid's bra as my birthstone. But that aside, I've got aquamarine in my ear and it has to stay there for an entire month!! I wanna show it off anyway and pretend its the best stone that's ever happened to me. Who needs diamonds, I've got AQUAMARINE! lmao

I've also made no progress with my new years resolution. I've started writing random tidbits because how the hell do you creative write so I hope that will get the gears working and somehow inspire me. I can't wait to be inspired.