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With my move from New York to California, and now from Orange County to Los Angeles, my finances have been very tight.  However, a few months back my friend and I made a $50 bet that in 10 weeks I would get a 6-pack (which I’ve never had) and she would lose 15 pounds (which she’s been really wanting to do).  To prevent ourselves from sabotaging each other with “random” gifts of cupcakes and beer, we agreed that the $50 wager would go to a charity of our choice.  Needless to say, we both lost.

With the subsequent chaos in my life during this period, I forgot about the bet until tonight while I was reading the news.  One year ago on March 11th, 2011, Japan suffered a devastating earthquake, tsunami, and nuclear crisis.  The World Bank estimates damages of $235 billion dollars, making it the most expensive natural disaster in history.  My $50 donation has gone to the Save the Children Federation, earmarked for the Japan Earthquake and Tsunami.  I chose this charity because hey, it’s for the kiddies.  And unlike the American Red Cross (for example), they have made a commitment to use the designated funds for what I have chosen only, rather than whatever they deem to be  important.

If you want to contribute also, but want it to be quick and painless, you can go through Network for Good by using this link here.

Love

A. T. Bui

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Snow-capped mountain

“Lucky that my breasts are small and humble, so you don’t confuse them with mountains.”
-Shakira

I heard this on the radio today and it made me smile. It somehow reminded me of how I used to be self-conscious of my small, girly hands. That changed in high school when I took a career placement test that partly consisted of drawing lines to connect a series of diamonds. Apparently, my small hands and manual dexterity were well-suited for a career as a surgeon. I was never really interested in surgery since I don’t particularly relish the sight of blood. But upon seeing my results, my friend commented that I had a doctor’s hands. After that, I couldn’t help but look at my hands without thinking, “These are the hands of a doctor!”

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A drum and drumsticks

Here’s an all too common occurence. Guy meets Girl. She seems cooler than the last girl he dated or someone who he finds to be especially attractive. He gets her number and starts texting her. So far, so good.

But then no matter what he’s doing at the time–eating, sleeping, driving–as soon as his phone goes off, he immediately stops whatever he’s doing to check to see if it’s her. He’s so excited that he’ll compulsively check his messages even when his phone doesn’t go off. If she calls him while he’s on the phone, he’ll hang up on his friend, his brother, or even his poor old mother.

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A Sumo Wrestler

The man is trying to keep you down. He doesn’t want for you to have dreams. And nothing would make him happier than to see you in shackles and to be grateful for it.

The man has a name:

Ego

I once saw a television special about sumo wrestlers. The show revealed that essentially there were two classes of sumo: the junior wrestlers and the senior wrestlers. Junior wrestlers are forced to wear poor quality clothes and wooden sandals that make an annoying clip-clop sound while walking. They must wake up earlier, wait their turn to take a bath after training, and spend their days doing chores and serving their seniors.

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