Stephanie Pham

What was the worst nightmare you ever had?

My worst nightmares usually involve domestic abuse taunting me since it takes a toll on me personally, but my other nightmares usually turn into weird dreams.  Take for instance my terrorist dream.  I was sitting in a circle with other people in what appeared to be a rehabilitative meeting, which was being held in the loft of a building that looked like a hybrid of a Christ the King church and a New York train station.  This warmly lit space seemed quite peaceful until my group members franticly rushed to the stained glass window, only to report back that there were Middle Eastern terrorists making their way toward us with their weapons in hand.  My mind must have been feeling rather racist that night, because it envisioned these men covered in their stereotypical ensemble from head-to-toe—no racial!  My group leaders then hurried us to hide in this secret attic that reminded me all too much of Anne Frank’s annex.  When I awoke from the dream, I wasn’t sure whether I should have felt anxious or strange.

There are plenty of pictures of myself around, no worries!

The favorite sister of the Pham, AKA Shakira.

Maybe if you weren’t taking up all my time!  Nah haha I love my Tas time, but you’ve got it babe.  This next post?  All yours.

Of me and the black dog?  Why of course and thank you.

As are you and I appreciate it lovely!

Why hello you beautiful work of a woman!  I hope that everything is coming along just as beautifully on your side of the world!

Why thank you kind sir!

Is there anyone who doesn’t like you because of something you did?

Everyone lives by different standards, so it’s expected.

What’s stopping you from going for the person you like?

He’s not going anywhere.  If he does, he has my heart; so wherever he goes, I go.

Do you have anything that belongs to your ex?

Never went official with anyone, so I’d have to go with no.  Although I do keep presents—teddy bears, jewelry, sentimental things.

Do you rebound?

Sometimes looks that way, but that’s never the intention.

Ever cheated on someone?

Not applicable

What would you do if you found out the person you like was in a relationship?

Demotion—friend status

Honestly, what guy’s number do you have memorized?

Daddy dearest

Do you think your last ex will eventually want to be with you again?

People come back around.  Tends to be a temporary thing though, so not much to worry about.

Is there anybody you’re really disappointed in?

Eh I try not to be.

Well then hi there, future hubby.

Your relationship status?

Solo dolo; making room for improvements till Mr. Right rolls around.

Something is wrong.  First guy you turn to?

Anyone fit for the job.  Includes but is not limited to the following qualities:  cheers me up with short-term advice, mentors me with long-term advice, and crap.  That could be anyone.  Literally.

Where did you meet your crush(es)?

Past and recent included?  One was sitting along the steps of the Cox Communications building, where the auditorium for my biology class was held.  Being the El Blondie I was, I didn’t realize that it also held the Student Athlete Center—his reason for being there.  I must have been running late when I spotted him off to the side, because all I can remember is trying to get him to hurry his butt up before he was late too.  He kept insisting he didn’t have biology while I was mentally noting that this must’ve been some crazy child, because there was only one lecture room in that building, and I swear it was for biology at the time.  He ended up waiting for me and walked me to my next class.

Another was in the campus bookstore I met through my dad.  Dad spotted a fellow carrying a biology textbook and sold my old one to him instead.  My dad couldn’t meet up for the exchange, so he left matters between us.

As for the cheesier ones?  Via MySpace and Tumblr.

Have you ever lost a close friend?

Through death?  Never and I hope I’m the one who passes before they get the chance to.  Figuratively?  I’ve lost touch with some, but just catching up with them, it’s like we pick up from where we left off.  Permanently?  I have my fair share of fall outs, but everyone comes back around.  I find that in putting my trust in God, everything seems to work out perfectly.

How many people can you tell just about everything to?

Eh no one soul knows everything there is to me.  I try to share as much of myself as possible with others though.  If I can establish some sort of connection or influence through that?  Then I could rest in peace knowing that my existence counted for something ha.  As for the folks who can’t handle bits and pieces of me?  They get the censored me.  My society’s judgmental enough for me to censor away.

Do you act differently around the person you like?

More polished?  Oh yes.

What’s stopping me from going for the person I like?  You see dear stranger, my feelings can come in strong doses.  With that being said … Uno, can he handle that?  Dos, does he want that?