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Friday, May 27, 2011
15 Hour Power Outages are the Best.
Last evening, a freak storm knocked over a tree which knocked over a power line which made us powerless/electricity-less for the aforementioned time period. AWESOME.
Anyways, there was something else I wanted to mention about Personal Taste. Towards the end of the series, Kae In's dad asks Jin Ho why he loves her. And he replied he didn't know; he just followed his heart, which led him to her (I'm paraphrasing a bit).
Now I know in Kdramas, the stories are pretty archetypal, and the characters are rather petty, simple, and cheesy, and it's not really the characters' fault but instead the writers, but seriously? No reason for loving, must less liking, someone?
That's a bit worrying. I mean, I can understand some indescribable connection, that "spark," between people who just meet. But for people who have been together for some time, and can't provide one reason why they're attracted to their sig other?
There's got to be a reason why you're attracted to that certain girl or guy. If not something about the person's character, then at least something physical; it'd be better than nothing at all.
Saw The Hangover Part 2. It is EXACTLY like the first movie -- same people, same events/conflicts, just different location. Still, it doesn't mean it's equally hilarious! If you enjoyed the first movie, you'll like this one, most likely.
On a side note, this film is set in Bangkok, Thailand. Last time I checked, Thailand's supposed to have the highest number of people undergoing sex change operations. With that in mind, I SO called one of the jokes/gags that was in the movie. Yeah, I called it.
On another side note, Jamie Chung has a supporting role in the movie. Her character is the reason why the gang's in Thailand: Stu's marrying her, and her family's still in the motherland. Obviously, Chung is hardly a Thai last name. But she sure is fine. Mm mmm.
Anyways, there was something else I wanted to mention about Personal Taste. Towards the end of the series, Kae In's dad asks Jin Ho why he loves her. And he replied he didn't know; he just followed his heart, which led him to her (I'm paraphrasing a bit).
Now I know in Kdramas, the stories are pretty archetypal, and the characters are rather petty, simple, and cheesy, and it's not really the characters' fault but instead the writers, but seriously? No reason for loving, must less liking, someone?
That's a bit worrying. I mean, I can understand some indescribable connection, that "spark," between people who just meet. But for people who have been together for some time, and can't provide one reason why they're attracted to their sig other?
There's got to be a reason why you're attracted to that certain girl or guy. If not something about the person's character, then at least something physical; it'd be better than nothing at all.
Saw The Hangover Part 2. It is EXACTLY like the first movie -- same people, same events/conflicts, just different location. Still, it doesn't mean it's equally hilarious! If you enjoyed the first movie, you'll like this one, most likely.
On a side note, this film is set in Bangkok, Thailand. Last time I checked, Thailand's supposed to have the highest number of people undergoing sex change operations. With that in mind, I SO called one of the jokes/gags that was in the movie. Yeah, I called it.
On another side note, Jamie Chung has a supporting role in the movie. Her character is the reason why the gang's in Thailand: Stu's marrying her, and her family's still in the motherland. Obviously, Chung is hardly a Thai last name. But she sure is fine. Mm mmm.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Dramatic Drama is Dramatic.3
I'm beginning to recognize a formula to these Kdramas. Or at least the romantic comedy ones.
1. Start with semi-cold, arrogant, too-good-for-regular-people guy. And a bubbly, lively, quirky, not-hot-but-still-cute girl. (Or you could switch the genders, doesn't really matter)
2. They collide, somehow. And they dislike each other. They have no reason to be together...
3. ...BUT, some unusual circumstance forces/compels them to live together / work together/ reside in close proximity of each other for extended periods of time.
4. Bam. After a period of time and by using the mere exposure effect, they like each other!
5. But wait, they don't realize they like each other yet. This is because of the 2 other characters (minimum) who are friends with them / have relations with them in some aspect. Most likely a love triangle of some sort.
6. Speaking of which, IS THERE A LOVE TRIANGLE? Oh. There is? Better make two or three more then, lolsies!
7. The main couple plus friends need to go on vacation. Somewhere. Anywhere. It usually involves the beach, in case you need a suggestion.
8. The couple admit their feelings to one another. Yay they're happy! The story should end, right?
9. NO YOU IDIOT. We have to make sure there's plenty of jealousy and pettiness and betrayals to spawn conflicts that will last at least another 10 episodes!
10. Also along the way, the audience has to learn one or both of the main couples' parent(s) do not approve of their relationship and try to break them up, somehow. Basically, we're trying to tell viewers "parents are bitches and fun-suckers, amirite?!"
11. As we're finally winding down the story and series, there has to be one FINAL, MAJOR, conflict that is the result of secret we know but the character doesn't know that is finally revealed and causes intense rifts in the main couple's relationship.
12. However, they'll somehow find a way to work it out. But then one of them has to leave the country for an extended period of time before coming back to his/her lover and marrying THE END.
...or something like that.
Just finished watching a series titled 개인의 취향, or Personal Taste when translated into English. I don't feel like writing out a summary, so I'm just gonna use the synopsis that's on this website:
Jeon Jin Ho is a straight guy who pretends to be gay in order to become Park Kae In's roommate. His hobbies include organization and ironing, and he’s known for his stoic poker face. He’s a stickler for cleanliness, but he also has a talent for figuring out a women’s feelings. Kae In is very trusting even though she has a habit of being betrayed. However that doesn't stop her from giving people the benefit of doubt and Jin Ho is no different. How will Kae In react when she finds out that her gay roommate is not actually gay at all and that he has fallen for her?
...eh, that synopsis is close enough I guess. To add, Jin Ho doesn't exactly pretend to be gay. It's just that through a series of misunderstandings, Kae In and her friend assume he's gay and allow him to rent a room in her house. Of course they develop feelings for each other but Kae In assumes Jin Ho will never return her affections because he can never love a woman! And Jin Ho feels bad because he's already too deep into this lie about him being gay! LE SIGH!
Of course in the end, everything works out. Woo!
Now, I'm beginning to recognize these actors and actresses from other television series and/or movies. Most prominently, the actor who plays Jin Ho is also the male lead in Boys Over Flowers. It's interesting to see the contrast between his role in BOF where he can be more childish and juvenile and his character in Personal Taste, where he's more professional, but still the cold-hearted jerk at times. In the end though, I'm just glad those curls in his hair from BOF weren't permanent. Those were pretty awful. I actually really like his hair in Personal Taste. Good stuff.
I thought the actress who plays Kae In looked really familiar. It doesn't help that her face kinda reminds me of the actress who starred alongside Lee Min Ho (plays Jin Ho in this series and the male lead in BOF) but she actually stars in the film The Art of Seduction (2005). That was a pretty good movie, rom-com at its best.
Then I also couldn't shake the feeling that I recognized another actor in this series, the one who plays Chang Ryul, who's Kae In's ex, as well as Jin Ho's rival (both are competing architects.) Apparently he appears in 200 Pounds Beauty (2006)? I can't seem to confirm that though. But if so, that would explain why he looks familiar. Speaking of which, 200 Pounds Beauty is another favorite Korean film of mine. Ok fine, yeah it's another rom-com, so bite me.
Speaking of the character of Chang Ryul, what's the deal with all the double breasted suits he's wearing?! I mean I know it's not his choice, the actor's, and that it's the costume designer's move to put him in all those suits, but double breasted?! You really don't see many of those around. Then again, this is South Korea we're talking here, so I know I should disregard American fashion, BUT STILL. Double breasted suits are so retro. I mean it's great he can pull it off because he's slim enough, but dang. I just can't get over all the DB suits he was rockin'.
Also. Yoon Eun Hye, who stars in Goong and Coffee Prince makes a cameo in this series. She's in a cafe scene with the protagonists. AND SHE'S DRINKING FROM A CUP THAT SAYS "COFFEE PRINCE" ON IT. WHOAAAAAA. MY MIND HAS BEEN BLOWN. I really like her. She's totes adorable.
So, probably about 70-80% of the conflicts in these kinds of story lines could be avoided if the characters KNOW HOW TO EFFIN' COMMUNICATE. Seriously. So much unnecessary drama occurs just because there's a miscommunication between people. Heh.
Another thing that I'm also starting to realize in these television series: actors don't know how to kiss. It just looks plain awkward. It's just so awkward to watch! I'm not sure if this has to do with the Korean culture in general, or if it's just an acting thing, or, or, BAH, I don't know. And it doesn't help that if the characters start going into the bedroom scene, THEY STILL DON'T KNOW HOW TO KISS and it only adds to the awkwardness of everything. I don't know. I just don't know what they're doing wrong, but it just looks all out of place like WHOA.
/end rant.
But overall though, Personal Taste was a pretty entertaining series. I enjoyed it immensely.
1. Start with semi-cold, arrogant, too-good-for-regular-people guy. And a bubbly, lively, quirky, not-hot-but-still-cute girl. (Or you could switch the genders, doesn't really matter)
2. They collide, somehow. And they dislike each other. They have no reason to be together...
3. ...BUT, some unusual circumstance forces/compels them to live together / work together/ reside in close proximity of each other for extended periods of time.
4. Bam. After a period of time and by using the mere exposure effect, they like each other!
5. But wait, they don't realize they like each other yet. This is because of the 2 other characters (minimum) who are friends with them / have relations with them in some aspect. Most likely a love triangle of some sort.
6. Speaking of which, IS THERE A LOVE TRIANGLE? Oh. There is? Better make two or three more then, lolsies!
7. The main couple plus friends need to go on vacation. Somewhere. Anywhere. It usually involves the beach, in case you need a suggestion.
8. The couple admit their feelings to one another. Yay they're happy! The story should end, right?
9. NO YOU IDIOT. We have to make sure there's plenty of jealousy and pettiness and betrayals to spawn conflicts that will last at least another 10 episodes!
10. Also along the way, the audience has to learn one or both of the main couples' parent(s) do not approve of their relationship and try to break them up, somehow. Basically, we're trying to tell viewers "parents are bitches and fun-suckers, amirite?!"
11. As we're finally winding down the story and series, there has to be one FINAL, MAJOR, conflict that is the result of secret we know but the character doesn't know that is finally revealed and causes intense rifts in the main couple's relationship.
12. However, they'll somehow find a way to work it out. But then one of them has to leave the country for an extended period of time before coming back to his/her lover and marrying THE END.
...or something like that.
Just finished watching a series titled 개인의 취향, or Personal Taste when translated into English. I don't feel like writing out a summary, so I'm just gonna use the synopsis that's on this website:
Jeon Jin Ho is a straight guy who pretends to be gay in order to become Park Kae In's roommate. His hobbies include organization and ironing, and he’s known for his stoic poker face. He’s a stickler for cleanliness, but he also has a talent for figuring out a women’s feelings. Kae In is very trusting even though she has a habit of being betrayed. However that doesn't stop her from giving people the benefit of doubt and Jin Ho is no different. How will Kae In react when she finds out that her gay roommate is not actually gay at all and that he has fallen for her?
...eh, that synopsis is close enough I guess. To add, Jin Ho doesn't exactly pretend to be gay. It's just that through a series of misunderstandings, Kae In and her friend assume he's gay and allow him to rent a room in her house. Of course they develop feelings for each other but Kae In assumes Jin Ho will never return her affections because he can never love a woman! And Jin Ho feels bad because he's already too deep into this lie about him being gay! LE SIGH!
Of course in the end, everything works out. Woo!
Now, I'm beginning to recognize these actors and actresses from other television series and/or movies. Most prominently, the actor who plays Jin Ho is also the male lead in Boys Over Flowers. It's interesting to see the contrast between his role in BOF where he can be more childish and juvenile and his character in Personal Taste, where he's more professional, but still the cold-hearted jerk at times. In the end though, I'm just glad those curls in his hair from BOF weren't permanent. Those were pretty awful. I actually really like his hair in Personal Taste. Good stuff.
I thought the actress who plays Kae In looked really familiar. It doesn't help that her face kinda reminds me of the actress who starred alongside Lee Min Ho (plays Jin Ho in this series and the male lead in BOF) but she actually stars in the film The Art of Seduction (2005). That was a pretty good movie, rom-com at its best.
Then I also couldn't shake the feeling that I recognized another actor in this series, the one who plays Chang Ryul, who's Kae In's ex, as well as Jin Ho's rival (both are competing architects.) Apparently he appears in 200 Pounds Beauty (2006)? I can't seem to confirm that though. But if so, that would explain why he looks familiar. Speaking of which, 200 Pounds Beauty is another favorite Korean film of mine. Ok fine, yeah it's another rom-com, so bite me.
Speaking of the character of Chang Ryul, what's the deal with all the double breasted suits he's wearing?! I mean I know it's not his choice, the actor's, and that it's the costume designer's move to put him in all those suits, but double breasted?! You really don't see many of those around. Then again, this is South Korea we're talking here, so I know I should disregard American fashion, BUT STILL. Double breasted suits are so retro. I mean it's great he can pull it off because he's slim enough, but dang. I just can't get over all the DB suits he was rockin'.
Also. Yoon Eun Hye, who stars in Goong and Coffee Prince makes a cameo in this series. She's in a cafe scene with the protagonists. AND SHE'S DRINKING FROM A CUP THAT SAYS "COFFEE PRINCE" ON IT. WHOAAAAAA. MY MIND HAS BEEN BLOWN. I really like her. She's totes adorable.
So, probably about 70-80% of the conflicts in these kinds of story lines could be avoided if the characters KNOW HOW TO EFFIN' COMMUNICATE. Seriously. So much unnecessary drama occurs just because there's a miscommunication between people. Heh.
Another thing that I'm also starting to realize in these television series: actors don't know how to kiss. It just looks plain awkward. It's just so awkward to watch! I'm not sure if this has to do with the Korean culture in general, or if it's just an acting thing, or, or, BAH, I don't know. And it doesn't help that if the characters start going into the bedroom scene, THEY STILL DON'T KNOW HOW TO KISS and it only adds to the awkwardness of everything. I don't know. I just don't know what they're doing wrong, but it just looks all out of place like WHOA.
/end rant.
But overall though, Personal Taste was a pretty entertaining series. I enjoyed it immensely.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
nyannyannyannyannyan
First of all: endless nyan cat. YOU CAN'T STOP THE NYAN. I've gotten about 3000 seconds. Beat that.
Shadowed a couple of ENT's today. I can see how the field would appeal to most people; it's got parts diagnostic, what I'd call "problem solving," but then it also has surgical aspects, so you can be hands on.
It's also one of the most competitive specialties out there. Yowzers.
Interestingly enough, when I asked both doctors if there was any particular reason they chose ENT, both replied they originally went into med school thinking they wanted to do pediatrics. Basically, they realized kids are great and all, but when they get the rowdy, loud, rambunctious, annoying ones, it isn't worth it.
And they have a point. Ok, for the record, if anyone were to ask me, I don't like kids. But the truth is, I really don't mind them. I realized whenever I have to interact with a small child, I realize my voice softens. Or gets higher. I don't know, it's weird, but I noticed it one time. However, the really annoying, wild, out of control children are unbearable. Those are the kids I wouldn't mind pushing into the pool and holding them under the water. Just saying.
Have you ever come across a child when s/he's at a certain age when they begin speaking, but they're just so bluntly honest about everything? I wonder at what point do they lose that unabated wonder and learn how to restrain themselves from saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, when to avoid saying something to avoid a conflict. Is this a skill that's learned through observation? Or is it more of the parents' duty to tell the child "no you shouldn't ask those sorts of things" etc?
Sometimes I wish people had just that, that zero-fear-I'm-going-to-tell-you-what-I-think attitude. Or at least, in the right doses. I don't know. Confrontation. It's not exactly pleasant, but it's necessary at times. There's no point in being a coward. Or half-assing it, hiding behind a wall. Not to say I've attempted my fair share of confrontation-avoidance, but hey, when people give you advice, they're really giving the advice to themselves, in a way.
So I finally attended a Wicked Westie weekly dance. DUDE. These people are so frickin good at WCS. It was rather intimidating. MUST LEARN MORE WCS MOVES. Although the cost of admission into the advanced lessons + social dancing is definitely more pricy than what I'm accustomed to in Athens. Oh well.
Also:
STORY OF MY LIFE (pt 3)
Friday, May 13, 2011
WHAT.
That blogger outage yesterday was cray-cray.
But more importantly, WHAT.
http://hubpages.com/hub/Scientists_cure_cancer__but_no_one_takes_notice
But more importantly, WHAT.
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Thursday, May 12, 2011
Food.2
After 3 hours of waiting in court for a :incoherentmutteringandcursing: traffic citation (read: speeding ticket), I am ready for my summer to begin.
Welp, 3rd year of college: it's been...an experience. You had some serious downs. But you also had some fantastic ups. And of course, it's the ups I'm most excited about. Here's to progress.
Now onto...
Food Post! : Scrambled Eggs Edition
So when I was younger, I remember my grandfather would sometimes make scrambled eggs for breakfast for me, my siblings and cousins. To this day, I firmly believe the scrambled eggs he made are the best I have ever tasted, hands down. They were the perfect consistency: not too wet, not too dry, the right amount of chewiness.They had just the right amount of salt and pepper. And in appearance (because we eat with our eyes first, after all) they had the right amount of visible white against the yellow. So good.
Although now, I don't believe he's made them for us in...well. A really long time. I just feel like maybe it'd be kinda weird to ask him to make me scrambled eggs when I am perfectly capable of making them myself? Hah.
Throughout this year, I've been trying to figure out exactly how and what made those eggs so damn delicious. After much trial and error, some meh-cooked eggs, and many scrubbed pans, I think - think - that I've gotten pretty close to replicating his scrambled eggs.
I've discovered that the most important rule to making good scrambled eggs is keep your heat low. I've been used an electric range, and I usually have my heat on medium to medium-low. (It'll be interesting to come home and try this on the gas range. Those things are frickin' powerful and fast.) If your pan is too hot when you pour the eggs in, they'll scorch. And scorched eggs aren't that tasty, not gonna lie. Although I feel that some people make their omelets based on lightly frying/lightly scorching the egg? But I ain't talkin' omelets, so! Moving on.
Then when it comes to beating the eggs, I've read and heard different things. Some add a splash of milk, or creme frais/dairy element because it's supposed to add a certain creaminess. Others add a splash of water (yes, water. I've read that somewhere, don't remember where.) I've tried both of those things, but then the added factor that makes the eggs tastes like my grandfather's actually includes neither milk or water. What is it? It's actually...nothing. Just eggs. Just crack some eggs in a bowl, beat them until they're mixed, and that's that. That's what goes into the pan.
Next, what do you put into your pan to prevent the eggs from sticking? I've been relying on a small, coated, non-stick pan throughout my trials. And I've used mostly sprays for an added non-stick element. I've used generic vegetable oil spray, and I've used Pam, but recently I tried something else, which is what really prompted me to finally write these thoughts down. It's plain ol' vegetable oil. Not spray. Actual oil. Pour a little into your pan and let it slide around, coating as much of the surface as possible, before pouring your egg mixture in. To be honest, I'm not exactly sure why this works better, but it just does. I really noticed a difference in taste and texture once I used oil instead of a spray. Maybe it's just because it's more oil? Oh well. It works.
Once the egg goes into the pan, I end up letting it sit for less than a minute to get it cooking. Then I lightly stir/push around the mixture with a wooden spoon. Yeah that's right: a wooden spoon. I mean, sure you could use a spatula, it'd work just as well, but I read something and it said wooden spoon and it just kinda stuck with me.
Do NOT leave your eggs unattended. They cook fast. And you don't want them to scorch, unless you're into scorched eggs, which in that case: Get Out. Otherwise, keep on stirring, and at some point, when they're in the middle stages of a lot of solid but still some liquid, throw in the salt and pepper to your taste, and stir again. Remove from heat. Keep stirring, because the eggs will continue cooking from the heat retained by the pan. Or, if they're done to your liking, just plate them.
Bam. Awesome scrambled eggs. Not exactly how my grandfather makes them, but I think they're pretty damn close.
My materials:
~Electric range
~Small, non-stick pan (probably around 8")
~Wooden spoon
~3 eggs
~Vegetable oil (or other oil? I've yet to try.)
~Salt and Pepper to taste
Note about egg number:
So I don't know if this is just me, but I feel like there's a volume difference between fried eggs and scrambled eggs. When I fry eggs, I might fry two at a time if I'm particularly hungry. On the same hunger level, I'd scramble three eggs. The appearance of the volumes after cooking just don't seem to add up for me! Guess I never established that cognitive preservation of mass young children are supposed to develop, (or whatever it's called), when it comes to cooking eggs :P
Monday, May 9, 2011
Fascinating
If you have at least half an hour to spare, you should read this.
I actually think I'm gonna buy a hard copy of this issue and just go to town on this essay.
It's quite a long read (11 pages. whoa.)
But I find it brilliant, nonetheless. I feel myself relating to some of the issues discussed here, as well as identifying with the frustration and sentiments expressed.
I actually think I'm gonna buy a hard copy of this issue and just go to town on this essay.
TL;DR? A lengthy article/essay that examines issues concerning how "Tiger Parent" values conflict with trying to be successful in corporate America.
Hey, Mr. Pinstripe Suit
Didn't I do this last semester where I wrote up something lengthy when I should've been studying for finals?
Deja vu.
What the heck am I going to do this summer if I can't ballroom! Looks like I'll have to find other places where I can dance. One such place would be Wicked Westie. I know I mentioned previously that I love East Coast swing, and it's one of my favorites (probably because it's the one I know the best so far), but West Coast swing is really starting to grow on me.
West Coast swing (from now on, WCS, and vice versa, ECS) is no beginner's dance. It's freakin' difficult, not gonna lie. I actually learned the basics of WCS before I even learned ECS. Crazy. So my first exposure WCS was a rather frustrating experience. I quickly realized one problem WCS was so difficult is because WCS is predominantly six-count dance, but the music is almost always in eight counts. Growing up with what I would call a fairly dense musical background, I listen for the downbeat, the "one" in the eight count (so much for being musically dense if I can't even properly describe the music terminology -__-;; :fail:) So each time I was dancing and restarting the basic six-count, I realized I'd start and step on a beat that WAS NOT THE DOWNBEAT. OH GOD. This confused the hell out of me and I was constantly not on time with the music (which is another thing that really bothers me: I MUST be moving in time with the music [what can I say, music background, alright?]).
As a result, the step-cycle as I think of it won't align with the music in terms of the beginning of the cycle, and the downbeats of the music. So if you were to count/tap/snap out a steady beat of, oh, how about 120 bpm (in this link you can also make out the distinct 4-count/8-count patterns) and try counting in 6 (specifically, the steps are one, two, three-and-four, five-and-six) you might find how your six-count cycle doesn't fall back on the downbeat.
Also, when I said the WCS is predominantly a six-count dance, that was supposed to be a hint; a good number of WCS moves are also done in eight-counts, to make things even more confusing.
So yeah. Uh, this probably makes no sense, but I'm trying, ok?
Ok, so if there's the issue of WCS being a six-count dance in eight-count songs, what about ECS, which is also a six-count dance to eight-count songs? Excellent question, this brings me to the other reason why WCS is so difficult to grasp in the beginning.
And that reason is tension. WCS is ALL about the tension. Not nervous-omgwtfamIdoing tension. Not sexual tension. Not ohgodIvegottoholdinafart tension.Tension in terms of connection between the lead and the follow. This is really hard to describe in text, and is best illuminated via live example, but here goes.
WCS is sometimes described as a slot-dance, that between the lead and follow, the follow will spend most of her time going back and forth in a line, in terms of floor location. The lead's job is to, well, lead her back and forth in what becomes best-described as a rubber band effect. And that rubber band effect is achieved through tension in the connection between the lead and follow, with the lead's left arm and hand and the follow's right arm and hand. And the best way to describe this tension, that I've heard so far, is Barbie arms. You know how the arms on a barbie doll are bent at that universal Barbie doll angle and never change, and you can't move the arm in any direction except at the shoulder joint? Those arms are exactly what should be mimicked.
...yeah, like I said this makes absolutely no sense on paper (or rather, monitor).
But after a few more lessons and enough practice, I learned to pretty much channel out the down beats in the music and listen for only individual beats on which I could time my steps. And I'm not exactly the greatest lead in the group or whatever, but I think I'm slowly developing a reliable, consistent tension when I dance.
And WCS is just pretty darn fun. It's really unlike ECS, which is peppy, fun, energetic. WCS is a very smooth dance. It's almost sexy. It's slick. It's sassy. The music it's danced to is usually a bit slower, like slow rock, or something bluesy, or funky.
Here's a nice example:
Mmm. If that's not slick and mischievous with all the right touches of sexy, I don't know what is.
I really like these videos that show the dancers moving without choreo. Choreo is nice and all, and it's quite show and great fun to watch, but I like watching people who dance to the music and move simply as it comes to them. Successful improv dances like these are also a testament to amazing leading and following skills of both partners.
Right, so if WCS is sassy and slinky, ECS is definitely all about bounce, and energy, and just overall fun! There's definitely a tension element in ECS, but it's nowhere near as demanding as WCS. Actually, tension is a pretty important factor in all ballroom dances, but more important in some dances more than others, let's put it that way.
This is my favorite video of ECS:
This also happens to not be ballroom ECS. I think ballroom emphasizes the triple-step style of ECS, where it's tri-ple-step, tri-ple-step, rock, step, instead of just step, step, rock-step. Maybe it's because I haven't practiced triple step ECS enough, so when I dance it, it's still something I have to think about. I prefer these simple steps so far for the exact reason that I don't have to think about them. Just dance! And have fun.
Speaking of fun, "Are You Gonna Be My Girl," as performed by Jet, is my FAVORITE song to ECS to. That song is SO much fun, ugh, you don't even know. I think it's because I know it pretty well, the verses and choruses and breaks and all. Yeah. So maybe once I find other songs I think I'd enjoy, I'll learn how they go, and have just as much with them too.
Ballroom isn't all about Swing though, but I have to admit so far swing dancing is probably pulling ahead at the moment in terms of my favorite style. Another major chunk of ballroom is all the latin dances. Cha cha. Salsa. Rhumba. Samba. All those ah's (Just kidding). Latin dances are very fun as well, but they demand a certain attitude that swing doesn't quite possess. To be honest, I think this has to do with the hips, and hip movement/shaking. Yeah.
If I had to draw parallels, ECS is kinda like Salsa, and WCS is kinda like Cha cha, in terms of styling and attitude. Salsa's a pretty fun dance; it's like...the atmosphere at a great party, I guess, if I have to describe the mood and attitude one should have when dancing it. Cha cha is very flirty. It's about sass. It's about "Hey s/he's kinda cute. Hmm, maybe? Maybe not? Who knows!"
Cha cha is probably my favorite latin dance at the moment (again, probably because it's the one I'm best at so far). I can have so much fun with this dance. It's also quite versatile; because it's an 8-count dance, it fits with just about any modern pop song. Michael Jackson's "Billie Jean." Outkast's "I like the way you move." Cake's "You're Never There." Chris Brown's "Forever." And almost anything Lady Gaga.
Supposedly after these social dance parties here on campus, a group of BPGers sometimes go downtown and break out the Cha cha in a dance club/bar. That. sounds. amazing.
So yeah, swing dancing is probably my favorite style so far, but it's kinda unfortunate that ballroom doesn't include Lindy Hop. Now that looks like a really fun dance.
And then there's the remaining dances that I'm not quite sure what the exact style is. Slow dances? Traveling dances? (because they require navigating the dance floor, and you're no longer confined to a certain area). Well, they're the waltz, foxtrot, and tango. I feel like tango would be a latin dance, but I could be wrong, in terms of ballroom classification. Hm.
I know the basics of waltz. I just don't particularly like it. I don't quite have a grasp of how and when to do switch steps and rotate at the right times at the right locations and AGH. Kinda frustrating. But not gona lie, the waltz is so classy and elegant. Once I know how to do it properly, I'm sure I'll enjoy the waltz.
This would be my favorite song to waltz to:
Yeah yeah, it's originally an Alicia Keys song, but this is covered by Maroon. Freaking. 5.
In case you haven't picked up on this already, I love Maroon 5. And there are very few things I will use "love" to genuinely describe my very intense liking for. Off the top of my head, ballroom would be one of them. Maroon 5 is another.
...'hem.
In conclusion, I am very much looking forward to learning everything I can about ballroom in the upcoming year. Oh yes, yes I am.
And then there's the remaining dances that I'm not quite sure what the exact style is. Slow dances? Traveling dances? (because they require navigating the dance floor, and you're no longer confined to a certain area). Well, they're the waltz, foxtrot, and tango. I feel like tango would be a latin dance, but I could be wrong, in terms of ballroom classification. Hm.
I know the basics of waltz. I just don't particularly like it. I don't quite have a grasp of how and when to do switch steps and rotate at the right times at the right locations and AGH. Kinda frustrating. But not gona lie, the waltz is so classy and elegant. Once I know how to do it properly, I'm sure I'll enjoy the waltz.
This would be my favorite song to waltz to:
Yeah yeah, it's originally an Alicia Keys song, but this is covered by Maroon. Freaking. 5.
In case you haven't picked up on this already, I love Maroon 5. And there are very few things I will use "love" to genuinely describe my very intense liking for. Off the top of my head, ballroom would be one of them. Maroon 5 is another.
...'hem.
In conclusion, I am very much looking forward to learning everything I can about ballroom in the upcoming year. Oh yes, yes I am.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Bahahaha.
See? It's absolutely possible to be at a party and dance and have fun and be completely sober while you can have a good chuckle at your friends' expense.
Totes mcgotes, yo.
Also, trying to ballroom with a slightly drunk person is pretty amusing, because you have to adapt and modify and dilute everything to very. Very. Simple steps.
Totes mcgotes, yo.
Also, trying to ballroom with a slightly drunk person is pretty amusing, because you have to adapt and modify and dilute everything to very. Very. Simple steps.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
May the Fourth be with You
Always.
So. I've forgotten how unbelievably soothing biking through campus can be. Today so far has been particularly sunny, but cool and brisk: the perfect temperature for some listless cruising around campus.
...Although to be honest I'm kinda half-assing it, since I stick my bike in Carla before arriving in the parking deck and then commencing my bike to class. I don't like waiting for buses, ok? But yes, eventually, I'll work up the stamina where I can bike to and from my apartment and campus with ease (there is a freaking giant ass hill in front of my apartment, and I can climb it after like 23561425 minutes. But I will conquer you with ease, hill. One day.)
Hmm. I've yet to name my bike. TBD.
I have, however, decided my next computer (whenever that may be) will be Chell. Yes, that is the name of the protagonist you play as from Portal/Portal 2. Yes, I'm being slightly nerdy (my first computer and ipod were named after other videogame characters for chrissakes.) And yes, I am actually departing from my belief that I name my computers using male names. I just think Chell would make a nice computer name. But if you steal this name for your computer before I get a chance to use it, I will Portal you into space :uhohspoileralert[lolwut?]:
Speaking of computers, Leeroy is giving me a headache. Stupid hard drive issues. I do believe Chell will be a PC of some sort. Although saying "PC" is something of a misnomer because it stands for "personal computer" and aren't macbooks technically personal computers as well? Let's just say non-mac. But I do love the macbook multitouch track pads EEEE.
There's a difference between being alone and feeling lonely.
I am really terrible at the revision process for writing. It's not that I think my first drafts are just so awesome and perfect upon completion (or. ok. well sometimes they are, not gonna lie [WHOA I JK DUDE]) but it's just that I feel like by the time I finish the first drafts I've run out of juice. Ideas. Motivation. Blah.
I was in a creative writing class this past semester. It was fun, I learned a lot, but I had to do revisions for my final portfolio (hence the above bit on revisions).
But anyways, you can read what I've written here!
The Mask
Lessons to Live by in Neverland
Call Me
Composites
A few of my comments on these pieces can be found at the bottom of each submission.
For some reason I've had the "Tango Roxanne" number/song from Moulin Rouge stuck in my head the past couple of nights or so. Decided to search youtube for anyone who's uploaded some sick tango choreo to the song, and DAMN.
(sorry but please ignore the annoying caption, audio quality, and crowd noises -__-)
So excited to learn more tango in the upcoming year. Goal: Dance like that.
...why yes, I obviously mean I want to be the girl :sarcasm:
So. I've forgotten how unbelievably soothing biking through campus can be. Today so far has been particularly sunny, but cool and brisk: the perfect temperature for some listless cruising around campus.
...Although to be honest I'm kinda half-assing it, since I stick my bike in Carla before arriving in the parking deck and then commencing my bike to class. I don't like waiting for buses, ok? But yes, eventually, I'll work up the stamina where I can bike to and from my apartment and campus with ease (there is a freaking giant ass hill in front of my apartment, and I can climb it after like 23561425 minutes. But I will conquer you with ease, hill. One day.)
Hmm. I've yet to name my bike. TBD.
I have, however, decided my next computer (whenever that may be) will be Chell. Yes, that is the name of the protagonist you play as from Portal/Portal 2. Yes, I'm being slightly nerdy (my first computer and ipod were named after other videogame characters for chrissakes.) And yes, I am actually departing from my belief that I name my computers using male names. I just think Chell would make a nice computer name. But if you steal this name for your computer before I get a chance to use it, I will Portal you into space :uhohspoileralert[lolwut?]:
Speaking of computers, Leeroy is giving me a headache. Stupid hard drive issues. I do believe Chell will be a PC of some sort. Although saying "PC" is something of a misnomer because it stands for "personal computer" and aren't macbooks technically personal computers as well? Let's just say non-mac. But I do love the macbook multitouch track pads EEEE.
There's a difference between being alone and feeling lonely.
I am really terrible at the revision process for writing. It's not that I think my first drafts are just so awesome and perfect upon completion (or. ok. well sometimes they are, not gonna lie [WHOA I JK DUDE]) but it's just that I feel like by the time I finish the first drafts I've run out of juice. Ideas. Motivation. Blah.
I was in a creative writing class this past semester. It was fun, I learned a lot, but I had to do revisions for my final portfolio (hence the above bit on revisions).
But anyways, you can read what I've written here!
The Mask
Lessons to Live by in Neverland
Call Me
Composites
A few of my comments on these pieces can be found at the bottom of each submission.
For some reason I've had the "Tango Roxanne" number/song from Moulin Rouge stuck in my head the past couple of nights or so. Decided to search youtube for anyone who's uploaded some sick tango choreo to the song, and DAMN.
(sorry but please ignore the annoying caption, audio quality, and crowd noises -__-)
So excited to learn more tango in the upcoming year. Goal: Dance like that.
...why yes, I obviously mean I want to be the girl :sarcasm:
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
Today has been a GREAT day
*EDIT 2*
DOESN'T MATTER BECAUSE I'M IN BPG BITCHEZZZZZ.
So happy. Sometimes I watch ballroom videos on youtube. They also make me happy.
5:13AM tues
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*EDIT*: Welp. What comes up must come down.
1:39AM tues
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Seriously. Despite my having only gotten 30 mins of sleep this morning after an all nighter, and the fact that I still have more papers due and finals coming up:
DOESN'T MATTER BECAUSE I'M IN BPG BITCHEZZZZZ.
So happy. Sometimes I watch ballroom videos on youtube. They also make me happy.
5:13AM tues
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*EDIT*: Welp. What comes up must come down.
1:39AM tues
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Seriously. Despite my having only gotten 30 mins of sleep this morning after an all nighter, and the fact that I still have more papers due and finals coming up:
I. Feel. Awesome.
I'm stepping on so many toes with this one.
Before I begin:
Chocolate.
Mmm...
Delicious as it is, cleaning melted chocolate out of a pot is NOT fun. It's a pain in the tuckus. You can't let it sit under running hot water, expecting it to dissolve away, because it won't. What's your next best option? Manually cleaning it out with a sponge or towel, where it comes off thick and slimy and most unappetizing because it's watery chocolate.
Does that sound delicious? Watery chocolate? Didn't think so.
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(The following are things I've thought about and thought about writing but never have because I felt that it'd be like calling out certain people I know but FUCK IT people are frustrating at the moment so hell, here we go):
Is it bad to be a nice guy? Because I feel that's how I am most of the time: too nice. Is there a difference between being too nice and just being compassionate in general?
I don't understand the enjoyment my friends get in talking about (read: mocking) other people they know. People they aren't even friends with, but maybe they've interacted with a couple of times and have based their entire opinions on those few meetings and perceived actions. They'll rag on this one guy because they once saw him wearing strange pants, and that is ALL they'll talk about when they bring him up. They'll repeatedly mimic and jeer about another guy who's perceived as a try-hard and something of an annoyance to them. Random shit like this will come up in conversations and they'll all have a good laugh about it at these peoples' expense.
I'm not going to call myself a saint and say I've never joined said friends in bouts of jests and mockery. Because I have. But the longer I'm around this group of people, the more often they make fun of others like the two I've mentioned and the more I begin to question their actions. Why are we making fun of these people? Why are we doing so based purely on a pair of pants, or the way someone sings a certain line in an exaggerated way? Sure, I think those actions done by those individuals are odd, but does that mean I have to mock them for it? I don't even know them well at all, so who's to say we need to try to bring them down in our minds?
And then when my friends do interact with said individuals and the like, they act like nothing's wrong at all and they pretend to be tolerable and friendly.
Two-faced, fake-ass, horse shit is what it is, if you ask me.
I don't know if I'll continue to associate myself with these most of these people I hang out with once I leave college. But at the moment, I do consider them as friends. It's just some of these qualities they all seem to share really don't appeal to me.
Time to get sporadic.
Sometimes I feel as if I should get involved, or intervene in some way, but I never actually voice my opinions. I listen way more than speak.
Sometimes I want to help. Sometimes that help isn't always accepted. Sometimes it's ignored. But at least I tried.
I've never fancied the idea of the casual hookup. If I get physical with someone, I've gotta at least know who she is and what she's like as a person. And it's probably best that I like her to some degree. I've just never understood how a guy would get with someone just for sake of getting it on. This is also ties into my thoughts on rebounds. I don't think they're healthy. I don't want to have to rely on a person to forget about someone else. If I tried that, I feel as though the former someone would creep back into my mind regardless. Sure maybe after a long enough time I'd have moved on, but what about this new girl? All I wanted from her in the beginning was to forget the former other, so what's she to me now?
I can understand the human want to not be lonely. But I don't think people are meant to be alone. If someone's alone, s/he's alone because s/he made that choice to be so.
Vengeance doesn't make oneself feel better. The idea of it might, and maybe even executing said plan would give the person some satisfaction, but what for? I don't believe that causing someone else misery would make me feel any better. Not to say I've attempted my fair shares of vengeful acts, but I'll say they didn't give me the satisfaction I wanted. You'd have to be ill in the head to get pleasure from others' misfortune.
I don't understand this concept of getting annihilated on a 21st birthday. Is it supposed to be a rite of passage? Well fuck that. I don't want to celebrate my birthday by spending the night, and possibly the following day, in front of a toilet. I don't want "friends" wishing me a happy birthday by dumping shots down my throat. Am I supposed to be entertainment, making a damn fool of myself? Here's an idea: how about instead, all the guests can get raging drunk and I'll have a good ol' laugh at their antics. Because I like remembering my nights, thank you very much.
I don't believe you can make someone feel something for you. Trying to act like you don't care in a relationship in an attempt at some twisted, reverse psychology to get the sig other to stick with you might only work for so long before the other gets sick of your bullshit. This desire to manipulate, to be in power, to have control - for what? Security? Vanity? Feeling better than others? There has to be an equilibrium, or it is not going to last. Your wiliness and cunning and underhand tactics will only work for so long before s/he wakes up one day and sees you for the garbage you are.
Maybe I'm being naive by having all these opinions. Maybe I just want to give someone a chance in my mind before passing judgment. The cliched adage "Don't judge a book by its cover" is something I try to live by, so it really irks me if friends say "Oh that girl looks like a 'ho" or "That guy looks gay" when they know jackshit about these people. Sure first impressions/first appearances are important, but they're just the tip of the iceberg (oh man these cliches keep coming SOMEBODY STOP ME).
Rumors and gossip are a nasty, nasty business. We get information about people and take it at face value. If I become the recipient of a rumor about someone, I'd want to go directly to that person and get his/her side of the story, especially if it's someone I know well. When I tell people this, I find they usually want to act in the opposite direction and take no action about the rumor. Remain quiet, keep knowledge to yourself. To these people, I ask: Why? Don't you want to know the truth? Why do you settle for the story told by a third-party, a story that's probably twisted and tangled and morphed many times over already? Sometimes it's a case of these third-parties not wanting to get into trouble by having the subject realize who's been spreading the rumors. If they're so worried, why talk about it in the first place? I, for one, sometimes want to know the truth, or at least the subject's point of view. There was an incident in which evidently I was called out as an alcoholic, that I get drunk every single day. This of course was not, and is not, true. But for all those people who received that statement, did they know the truth? At that time, was I really a raging alcoholic? For all they know, yes. Do I care what those people think of me? Not particularly. It just peeves me if they take said information for fact and don't bother or much less at least wonder if it's even true in the slightest.
I don't find myself attracted to someone based purely on looks (well, CAG being the only exception thus far. However, she is old news.) I might be in a class and there'll be a girl who catches me eye and I'll think "hm yeah she's kinda cute, sure," but I won't necessarily be attracted to her. She has to be interesting. I have to get a taste of what her personality is or what it seems to be. I feel there is some truth in inner beauty, the inner beauty being one's character.
On shot-taking:
Friend: Hey guys, what are we chasing with?
Me: What's a chaser?
Friend: . . . Fuck you.
Bahaha. Just bustin' his chops. But really, I've never understood the point in a chaser. Most of the time I like it straight, and I like the burn, and the perceived sensation that I imagine is the alcohol evaporating from my breath on a slow exhale. Mm mm mm. Flavored liquors don't have the same burn, though. It's ok, they're kinda girly anyways.
A friend asks me, "Do you only date Asian girls?" It's rather premature to say that I only date Asian girls seeing as I've only dated one girl who happened to be Asian. "Girls" plural indicates I've dated multiple girls thus far, which just isn't true. Not that I'm in a rush or anything - I actually really enjoy the perks of not having to deal with relationship drama at the present.
And is it really perceived as creepy if a guy gives a girl a compliment of any type? I'm talking about complete strangers, like maybe she's working the library desk and is checking out books for him and he looks at her for a moment and wants to just tell her he thinks she's kinda cute, and leave it at that, no number exchange, much less a name exchange, just a "Hi, I think you're pretty. That's all." Or maybe they have the same class together but they never speak to each other and one day he notices her shoes are lookin' so fly, and he wants to her know he thinks so. Random compliments like these. Are they really taken as come ons? Sure it's a stereotype that all guys think about is sex. But does that mean anything they say to a girl can be received as "oh he's just trying to get with me?" What if a guy just wants to compliment a girl for something for the fuckin' simple sake of complimenting?
I'm no model for character. But I think about these things and try to adapt my life accordingly.
Chocolate.
Mmm...
Delicious as it is, cleaning melted chocolate out of a pot is NOT fun. It's a pain in the tuckus. You can't let it sit under running hot water, expecting it to dissolve away, because it won't. What's your next best option? Manually cleaning it out with a sponge or towel, where it comes off thick and slimy and most unappetizing because it's watery chocolate.
Does that sound delicious? Watery chocolate? Didn't think so.
-------------------------------------------------------------------
(The following are things I've thought about and thought about writing but never have because I felt that it'd be like calling out certain people I know but FUCK IT people are frustrating at the moment so hell, here we go):
Is it bad to be a nice guy? Because I feel that's how I am most of the time: too nice. Is there a difference between being too nice and just being compassionate in general?
I don't understand the enjoyment my friends get in talking about (read: mocking) other people they know. People they aren't even friends with, but maybe they've interacted with a couple of times and have based their entire opinions on those few meetings and perceived actions. They'll rag on this one guy because they once saw him wearing strange pants, and that is ALL they'll talk about when they bring him up. They'll repeatedly mimic and jeer about another guy who's perceived as a try-hard and something of an annoyance to them. Random shit like this will come up in conversations and they'll all have a good laugh about it at these peoples' expense.
I'm not going to call myself a saint and say I've never joined said friends in bouts of jests and mockery. Because I have. But the longer I'm around this group of people, the more often they make fun of others like the two I've mentioned and the more I begin to question their actions. Why are we making fun of these people? Why are we doing so based purely on a pair of pants, or the way someone sings a certain line in an exaggerated way? Sure, I think those actions done by those individuals are odd, but does that mean I have to mock them for it? I don't even know them well at all, so who's to say we need to try to bring them down in our minds?
And then when my friends do interact with said individuals and the like, they act like nothing's wrong at all and they pretend to be tolerable and friendly.
Two-faced, fake-ass, horse shit is what it is, if you ask me.
I don't know if I'll continue to associate myself with these most of these people I hang out with once I leave college. But at the moment, I do consider them as friends. It's just some of these qualities they all seem to share really don't appeal to me.
Time to get sporadic.
Sometimes I feel as if I should get involved, or intervene in some way, but I never actually voice my opinions. I listen way more than speak.
Sometimes I want to help. Sometimes that help isn't always accepted. Sometimes it's ignored. But at least I tried.
I've never fancied the idea of the casual hookup. If I get physical with someone, I've gotta at least know who she is and what she's like as a person. And it's probably best that I like her to some degree. I've just never understood how a guy would get with someone just for sake of getting it on. This is also ties into my thoughts on rebounds. I don't think they're healthy. I don't want to have to rely on a person to forget about someone else. If I tried that, I feel as though the former someone would creep back into my mind regardless. Sure maybe after a long enough time I'd have moved on, but what about this new girl? All I wanted from her in the beginning was to forget the former other, so what's she to me now?
I can understand the human want to not be lonely. But I don't think people are meant to be alone. If someone's alone, s/he's alone because s/he made that choice to be so.
Vengeance doesn't make oneself feel better. The idea of it might, and maybe even executing said plan would give the person some satisfaction, but what for? I don't believe that causing someone else misery would make me feel any better. Not to say I've attempted my fair shares of vengeful acts, but I'll say they didn't give me the satisfaction I wanted. You'd have to be ill in the head to get pleasure from others' misfortune.
I don't understand this concept of getting annihilated on a 21st birthday. Is it supposed to be a rite of passage? Well fuck that. I don't want to celebrate my birthday by spending the night, and possibly the following day, in front of a toilet. I don't want "friends" wishing me a happy birthday by dumping shots down my throat. Am I supposed to be entertainment, making a damn fool of myself? Here's an idea: how about instead, all the guests can get raging drunk and I'll have a good ol' laugh at their antics. Because I like remembering my nights, thank you very much.
I don't believe you can make someone feel something for you. Trying to act like you don't care in a relationship in an attempt at some twisted, reverse psychology to get the sig other to stick with you might only work for so long before the other gets sick of your bullshit. This desire to manipulate, to be in power, to have control - for what? Security? Vanity? Feeling better than others? There has to be an equilibrium, or it is not going to last. Your wiliness and cunning and underhand tactics will only work for so long before s/he wakes up one day and sees you for the garbage you are.
Maybe I'm being naive by having all these opinions. Maybe I just want to give someone a chance in my mind before passing judgment. The cliched adage "Don't judge a book by its cover" is something I try to live by, so it really irks me if friends say "Oh that girl looks like a 'ho" or "That guy looks gay" when they know jackshit about these people. Sure first impressions/first appearances are important, but they're just the tip of the iceberg (oh man these cliches keep coming SOMEBODY STOP ME).
Rumors and gossip are a nasty, nasty business. We get information about people and take it at face value. If I become the recipient of a rumor about someone, I'd want to go directly to that person and get his/her side of the story, especially if it's someone I know well. When I tell people this, I find they usually want to act in the opposite direction and take no action about the rumor. Remain quiet, keep knowledge to yourself. To these people, I ask: Why? Don't you want to know the truth? Why do you settle for the story told by a third-party, a story that's probably twisted and tangled and morphed many times over already? Sometimes it's a case of these third-parties not wanting to get into trouble by having the subject realize who's been spreading the rumors. If they're so worried, why talk about it in the first place? I, for one, sometimes want to know the truth, or at least the subject's point of view. There was an incident in which evidently I was called out as an alcoholic, that I get drunk every single day. This of course was not, and is not, true. But for all those people who received that statement, did they know the truth? At that time, was I really a raging alcoholic? For all they know, yes. Do I care what those people think of me? Not particularly. It just peeves me if they take said information for fact and don't bother or much less at least wonder if it's even true in the slightest.
I don't find myself attracted to someone based purely on looks (well, CAG being the only exception thus far. However, she is old news.) I might be in a class and there'll be a girl who catches me eye and I'll think "hm yeah she's kinda cute, sure," but I won't necessarily be attracted to her. She has to be interesting. I have to get a taste of what her personality is or what it seems to be. I feel there is some truth in inner beauty, the inner beauty being one's character.
On shot-taking:
Friend: Hey guys, what are we chasing with?
Me: What's a chaser?
Friend: . . . Fuck you.
Bahaha. Just bustin' his chops. But really, I've never understood the point in a chaser. Most of the time I like it straight, and I like the burn, and the perceived sensation that I imagine is the alcohol evaporating from my breath on a slow exhale. Mm mm mm. Flavored liquors don't have the same burn, though. It's ok, they're kinda girly anyways.
A friend asks me, "Do you only date Asian girls?" It's rather premature to say that I only date Asian girls seeing as I've only dated one girl who happened to be Asian. "Girls" plural indicates I've dated multiple girls thus far, which just isn't true. Not that I'm in a rush or anything - I actually really enjoy the perks of not having to deal with relationship drama at the present.
And is it really perceived as creepy if a guy gives a girl a compliment of any type? I'm talking about complete strangers, like maybe she's working the library desk and is checking out books for him and he looks at her for a moment and wants to just tell her he thinks she's kinda cute, and leave it at that, no number exchange, much less a name exchange, just a "Hi, I think you're pretty. That's all." Or maybe they have the same class together but they never speak to each other and one day he notices her shoes are lookin' so fly, and he wants to her know he thinks so. Random compliments like these. Are they really taken as come ons? Sure it's a stereotype that all guys think about is sex. But does that mean anything they say to a girl can be received as "oh he's just trying to get with me?" What if a guy just wants to compliment a girl for something for the fuckin' simple sake of complimenting?
I'm no model for character. But I think about these things and try to adapt my life accordingly.
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