Too many things appear as if out of thin air. They do not exist but in my mind, and maybe in yours now too. Until I write things down, the many-things-in-the-air are just there waiting to be flaired.
Yesterday, I met someone named R. at an internet café near my place. He's also a UofT student and he hails from Seoul, and he clarified with me that Seoul was indeed in the southern part of South Korea.
Naturally, our conversation drifted to Starcraft, and although we didn't discuss strategies, he did invite me back next week. Considering he works there, it makes sense that he would want my business, but separate from the business aspect, he also seems like a cool dude. He went to the same college at UofT that I went to previously, as well.
Prior to meeting R., I also met someone named J. at a bar. She was a waitress there, and she was easy to talk to. We talked about music and jukeboxes, and she was not aware that there was a song named after her by the Allman Brothers Band.
Now I'm off to go play Overwatch at a gaming café in koreatown! It's looking like it might be my new favourite (Blizzard) game!
30/12/18
29/12/18
Wandering Minds
I find it a lot easier to write about random things that happen throughout my day rather than plotting out a detailed summary of the important things that happened.
I feel like a writer without a plot, and a plot is nothing more than a conspiracy, is it not?
Writing inspiration comes from events that make sense. Events that make no sense are just paradoxes.
The paradox of the matter is that it's cool to write things about the anti-establishment when writing about the corporation is far easier.
Losing myself in my verb tenses, I finish this blog post with a heartfelt hello to an old, old friend.
H-l-, but I think he probably prefers to be called E-a-.
I feel like a writer without a plot, and a plot is nothing more than a conspiracy, is it not?
Writing inspiration comes from events that make sense. Events that make no sense are just paradoxes.
The paradox of the matter is that it's cool to write things about the anti-establishment when writing about the corporation is far easier.
Losing myself in my verb tenses, I finish this blog post with a heartfelt hello to an old, old friend.
H-l-, but I think he probably prefers to be called E-a-.
26/12/18
Living in an ocean of confusion
It's ten o' three in the morning and all I can think about is Paramore again.
I know Lyra is coming back to visit me soon, if she isn't here already.
I feel all over the place and music is making things better
These are lyrics from Pool by Paramore. The way Hayley sings this part makes me sadhappy.
As if the first blood didn't thrill enough
I went further out to see what else was left of us
Never found the deep end of our little ocean
Drain the fantasy of you
Headfirst into shallow pools
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Today is boxing day. I don't really feel like spending money. Really, the only thing I want is either music or Nintendo Switch accessories. Maybe I'll pick something up for that, but otherwise, I'm saving.
I'm excited for UofT to open up again. There's nothing to do!
I know Lyra is coming back to visit me soon, if she isn't here already.
I feel all over the place and music is making things better
These are lyrics from Pool by Paramore. The way Hayley sings this part makes me sadhappy.
As if the first blood didn't thrill enough
I went further out to see what else was left of us
Never found the deep end of our little ocean
Drain the fantasy of you
Headfirst into shallow pools
-
Today is boxing day. I don't really feel like spending money. Really, the only thing I want is either music or Nintendo Switch accessories. Maybe I'll pick something up for that, but otherwise, I'm saving.
I'm excited for UofT to open up again. There's nothing to do!
24/12/18
20/12/18
15/12/18
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