kerpingtack: jonghyun rdd mubank win: nonstop perfect faces (let's feel it a bit)
Went off like a champagne bottle on twitter, nattering frothily about Jonghyun. WHAT ELSE IS TWITTER FOR?? Anyway I thought I had more to say about it, but I forgot in the time it took to open a new tab and start an entry, soooOOOoooo just going to record these tweets. Mental erosion continues, scientists wonder "who cares?":

SUDDENLY VERY VERY EMOTIONAL ABOUT JONGHYUN'S RADIO SHOW

(moreso than usual)

just the idea of trying something new, and being nervous and worried everyday, but it's something that you really want to be good at and that you have ideas for, and that you're genuinely interested in - and you meet people and receive encouragement and love as you're learning. staying up thinking about it, talking late into the night with your family, preparing and psyching yourself up. huhuhuuuuu

i could go on but i will refrain!

no i lied: i mean, i guess i feel similarly about teaching, except i doubt myself second by second instead of being able to accept the situation as it is. jonghyun really is so amazing and admirable to me bc he has worries and stresses, and he's harsh on himself, but i think at the same time he has good priorities and he's able to believe in and listen to himself, and the people around him. he thinks and feels deeply without getting too bogged down - there is an incredible lightness and purity in the strength of his emotion, his empathy.

i say the same things over and over about him lol, but i repeat them bc i mean it anew and with more conviction each time.

anyway i think you can really tell that he believes in his dreams and he believes in hard work and he cares a lot, and i love the radio show

re: teaching. I was notified last week of an opportunity to go to Korea for the spring semester (starting in March - so I would have to arrive in February). They gave me about two hours to decide, and after a ton of stress, I decided not to. I'm happy with my choice but I feel like I have to defend it to people (mostly relatives) because they're like "Are you ever going to leave?" '~~' I mean, I'm still in the applicant pool for the fall semester, so it wasn't a final thing. But I guess it's like how everyone advised me against taking the year off from college, the fear that I'll lose momentum if I keep postponing and I won't be able to actually proceed. And based on what I've been doing for over two full years, it's a very justified fear. 

The decision making process was basically that fear of losing momentum and fear of continued stagnation vs. fear of not being ready for such a big change and collapsing without a support system. I keep thinking that this year needs to be THE year for me. I'm 25 now, and now I notice people who are younger and further along than me more than ever. I feel panicky when I think about for too long (so over three seconds). It's a quarter quell year!! EVERYTHING IS DIFFERENT NOW.

Bleh I took a break and now I can't remember what I wanted to say for the rest of this, lol. >___> Something about confidence, and how I falter and just want to give up and sit out and watch how other people do it in a mistaken bid to gain confidence. Confidence by proxy or something, where if I can just know it in my head, step-by-step or in a nebula of exacting detail, then I will have no problems doing it. Whatever "it" is, be it ordering something or teaching or speaking to people for the first time. 
kerpingtack: i'm a poseur about this i've only seen the cartoon twice (hepcat)
(private locked to public)

- how to have hope without expectation.
- what i should be accepting is that there are things you can't control, and that loss happens without logic or lesson. but instead this feels like even if it's something i really love, care about, and want, and even when i do my best and do what needs to be done, it doesn't work and it doesn't matter and it doesn't change anything. yet i can't NOT do it. i do what i do because i am who i am. the behavior is tracked in, human in a helpless way. 
- i want to say, "I still can't even do it all" but it's not honest. i did what i could. whatever was possible of me, i did it, and i can't punish myself for not doing more. i did what i could, i did what i could, i did what i could. but that makes the first statement sadder. i did what i could and it feels like nothing. because of that, i feel defeated, and energy has sapped out of me. so i don't know if i have the strength to keep doing what i can.
- i don't think of myself as superstitious but i want to believe in things like charms and numbers. it's now a week. 
- earlier i tested out saying "chorong doesn't matter. it doesn't matter if he's dead or if i'll never see him again. i don't love him now." to stop it from affecting me. but i discarded the test. it wasn't true, and i can't erase it just because he's gone now. it's wrong and deceitful to try to lessen the value, the pure weight of love i felt, the debt of gratitude i have. 

130617 @ 3am

Because I need to write everything out, here it is: if he's not dead, he's alive. And if he's alive, I can find him. 
kerpingtack: jonghyun juliette rajvithi home for girls in thailand (SHOUJO ANIME)
obsessed with the mess )
kerpingtack: debbie harry black and white (could show you my affection)
long time no post! and of course it's a moody depressive thing

decided that i am legit going to get out of fandom once i find a job, and the way to do that effectively is to go cold turkey, no internet. or maybe no twitter and unfollow all fandom-related tumblrs and get back to blooging my boring depressive life on LJ. 

fandom in general is escapism for me, but I've needed escapism from the shittiness of this fandom for, like, a year now. and as small as my fandom world is at the moment, it's still not small enough. ํœดใ……ํœด

looking for a job is hard, because of the market itself and because of me. i don't know what i want to do, and i don't know what i'm looking for, and i don't have confidence in myself, so i'm pretty lost. i've been better, mood-wise, this year i think but i still feel bad about myself all the time, just in a low level hum throughout each day, or probably more accurately, as a pattern of thoughts into which i fall back out of habit. i feel guilty that my cat has been sick even though i know it's nothing anyone can be faulted for, i feel guilty that i couldn't make him completely better, feel guilty for using money that's not mine, feel guilty for not discussing it up front because i don't want the argument. feel bad that i don't have a job. feel bad that i haven't been looking, because the process of looking makes me feel bad lol. feel lonely and disconnected, too easily angered. not a good caretaker for my brother. not a good writer thus i don't want to try. it's just a whole net of things, it makes me so tired. i make myself tired.
kerpingtack: corgis on the beach where the corgis are free (Default)
So I fell asleep at like 2:40ish last night, woke up at 10:40ish, did nothing until 2:40ish again, and then took a nap till 4:40ish. I have not eaten all day because I now hate going down to the dining hall. This is because I am smart.

When I was little I had no idea what the following things were/what the following things looked like:
den
foyer
loafers
Mary-Janes
cashmere
chiffon
argyle

but these words would pop up all the time in the pre-teen/teen books I read, especially in the Baby-Sitters Club and Sweet Valley High series. I gathered enough from ~*context*~ that Mary-Janes were dressy girl shoes and that argyle was a pattern and a den was a type of room and everything, but I had noooo idea what they looked like. LOL I wasn't even sure about plaid for a while. I think this is one of the funny things about being second-generation when you're little; you don't have access to this type of cultural (? idk what to call it) knowledge since your parents probably don't know wtf penny loafers and shit are, and your ~peers~ might know but they themselves wouldn't use those words. Anyway I never looked them up, LOL. Actually I never really looked any words up unless it was impossible for me to understand what was going on without knowing that word. ~lazy since '88~

Ughhh what is wrong with this poassssst.

This is my favorite Pipettes song. It is also the first Pipettes song I heard. I am still heartbroken over Rose and Becki leaving the band. Why, the Pipettes? Why must you do this? (Wretched retarded confession: when I listen to Why Did You Stay?, I always sort of think about me and the major Marine and how if he didn't have to go to Iraq our relationship would've become somewhat like the relationship in the song; ie me treating him like shit and him putting up with it b/c he was soooooo in loooooooove with me. AUGHHHHHHH. Marine was a TERRIBLE MISTAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I typed each one of those exclamations with deliberation, I meant every single one of them. Anyway wrt to listening to songs and thinking 'omg that could be me': I am an imbecile. I HAVE NEVER GROWN UP, I AM STILL A LAMECORE 9 YR OLD.)

And I just spent 15 minutes recording myself (with my cell phone y'all) singing and talking and playing it back to see how my voice sounded. I do this shit periodically when my paranoia starts to steam. Haha I am ridiculous, I recorded myself singing words, singing ba-ba-bas (the end of the Lucksmiths' Music From Next Door), talking in English, talking in Korean, and why the hell not, talking in French (literally "je vais a la bibliotheque, j'aime bien la glace"). Conclusions, I am still really young and lispy sounding. Rorgh. My voice gets super-tiny when I talk in Korean, all automatic. I somehow sound hella obnoxious when I speak in French. LOL singing. Okay, when it is just me listening I think I sound okay in terms of voice even though I have zero range or uh quality. I can't hit any low notes. So it's like, for sounding like shit, I sound pretty okay! To me. Uhhhh. Yeah alright one more thing, I didn't know what to talk about so I just read the first parts of this post out loud and it was pretty fun to do. It's kinda funny b/c my posts really did match up to my regular speaking style. Except I can put more emotion into my posts than I can into my voice, since I am retarded in expressing myself physically. Anyway you guys should try it!

Oh my god Gillian Anderson is so beautiful. Here is a random youtube clip. Before I was all David Duchovny! why won't you love me! but that was because I didn't know any better. Gillian Anderson is so super beautiful. Also Scully is the amazingest.

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