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Dayplayer – Caveman
Dayplayer – Never ending summer
Rilo Kiley – With arms Stretched
The Roots – How I got Over
I got to hang out with some people that I don’t normally see, one of whom i haven’t seen in more than 2 years, because apparently we stopped being friends, but nothing changed, nothing changed at all. ate some sushi, bought some wine (didn’t open it) and then ate some cheesecake.
Heard a lot of good music today, the Roots is so good…um the beat, and the voice, um, the beat, the beat the beat… !
so i met this guy from twitter
4 commentsi was thinking whether i should write about this here or not, ah what the heck, WHY NOT.
I usually try to keep the swearing to a minimum on this blog because i’d like people to think about me in a certain way, that is, not a girl that drinks all day and swears all night. Both of these things, I coincidentally do. So this is a warning about the up coming post that there will be swearing, and if this makes you uncomfortable, get the fuck out of here!!!
so, last night, i went and got drinks with Lev (his twitter, his blog)
now he’s like a REAL person, a real person with a real job and he’s kind of famous for writing a really cool book called The Magicians. I felt pretty nervous meeting him for the previously mentioned reasons. So nervous that I didn’t really eat anything but a sandwich after I saw Scott Pilgrim yesterday, oh yeah I saw Scott Pilgrim yesterday.
That was not a good idea.
Alright, i had all these witty things thought up to say before i fell asleep and now that i’m up again it’s all gone, EVERY bit of it.
But yeah, i’ve met a lot of people over the internet over the years. like Rebecca . she’s the only one that i still talk to. i can’t remember the others but i’m sure there’s more than just Rebecca. i guess i lost touch with them or after meeting me it was the biggest mistake of their life and they ran for the bushes.
anyways, Lev is super cool and very easy to talk to. but here’s to hoping that i didn’t do anything crazy. i gota start eating things before meeting people. i think i was more nervous than when i took my drivers exam, i didn’t eat anything that day either. but i didn’t also take out my drivers examiner for a drink after.
i’m gonna have some tangerine tea now, because it’s the only thing i can handle right now.
p.s. shout out to awesome AWESOME emailer kevin. :D
p.p.s. all the witty things i wanted to say had swearing in it, but now i’m not witty anymore they’re all gone too.
(insert lingo that people who fix things use)
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i bought this a while back, from a local boutique that’s really popular. i think this kind of thing didn’t really appeal to their demographic. therefore i got it with a steep discount (not that steep though, because it went on sale more later …! *fist shaking*)
i dont know if you guys ever experience this, but i always want to be someone that i’m not. no this isn’t one of those self-motivating stories, but do things that you really can’t do and is completely outside of your capabilities, not through hard work will this be achieved.
for example: for me, it’s being tough, really really tough, like those bad ass kids that smoke after school. in that situation, this outfit would be extremely appropriate, especially since i’ll definitely need a weapon of choice, i’d use a wrench then! (i was looking for a wrench, my family aren’t the type to fix things, so this is all i could find..)
OR be a dancer, definitely not ballet, preferably some kind of street hip-hop crew? that’d then debut and lead us to international fame (my imagination is really imaginative). Now I will reveal to you, that i have in fact, taken hip-hop dance lessons. Yeah i know, I can’t believe it either. The reason is completely within range of my personality though, I needed hours to complete my International Baccalaureate diploma.
Because I like to stand out, I thought these things would be really cool to be. but at the same time I can’t really do anything cool. So I’m completely stuck in the middle. Then I see girls that are considerate, feminine, cute and just lovely. And I think to myself, okay we can try that but we can’t, because I can’t be that either.
When I was younger, in elementary school, i pleaded to my dad if we could start some kind of mafia or triad, he said no. Even though he went and got a motorcycle himself, pffft.
damn.
so close.
but most of all, i should wear this while fixing cars, which i can’t do either…
edit: by the time this gets posted it will be august 14th in korea, and the kick off of Super Juniors 3rd Asia Tour, Super Show 3. Good luck to all the boys :D I’m sad that I can’t go to any of the shows but sometimes i have amazing luck, so please, let me bump into super junior at beijing or Narita Airport. PLEASE!
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so, as i’ve mentioned, i’ve been studying korean.
i’ve been trying to learn grammar with my tutor, but the books she’s brought are all in korean with extremely complicated words and vocabulary.
so to keep things simple, i thought “how do korean children learn korean”
ah…
blocky picture books!
i have a pile stacked on my desk, i feel as intimidated by them as i was intimidated by my genetics textbook.
but, no matter what, learning a language is still a lot more fun and easy than attempting to master molecular genetics, in which i should tell you that i failed, and didn’t even attempt to retake. i took evolutionary genetics instead, which, again, surprised me, and took my fail to a whole new level. Although i did end up passing the course, it was a labored process full of pain and tears, and making my TAs and professors lose hope in the new generation.
now to change the mood completely
Roberto Bolano, an extremely celebrated author from South America, i HAVE attempted to read both 2666 and The savage detective. Both I gave up after 20 pages. But this, THIS! is short, and sweet, and most likely depressing as hell (check out the title) but i will finish, I WILL FINISH!
i always find reading translated novels intriguing because different languages have different grammar patterns, when you attempt to translate a really complicated sentence in another language, you some how always end up producing a new way of writing almost, and this is always really beautiful to me.
Or in some cases, the sentences that are translated become more blunt and simple, it keeps the stories focused and clear, and it’s refreshing to have simplicity, instead of trying to out do each other with paragraph length sentences, although i dont know any real authors that do that.
now i’m gonna stop trying to sound like a pseudo intellectual and watch some korean variety shows, peace out.