The universe works in a mysterious way to give my feet hella pain by the end of the day, especially when I have least expected. Immediately after I finished an exam for a job opportunity this morning, I ran into my friend of whom I haven’t seen in a long while (actually just a month ago). I will refer her as Rapunzel from now on because of her forever beautiful, long hairstyle. Rarely would I hang out with a friend on the spot unless if it’s for an emergency. Usually, my dear friends would have to give me at least a 24-hour notice. However, today was different – since I was already out of my house and totally unemployed at the moment, I have plenty of time to waste. Thus, Rapunzel and I decided to venture into the downtown Vancouver and act as some foreign tourists for a day.
For Chinese-Canadians who live in the Greater Vancouver Area (GVA) or better yet, live in Richmond right next to Aberdeen Centre (okay, not totally right next to, but close to) might have heard about Aberdeen Centre’s grand opening of the second part of its building (aka Aberdeen Square). Those who have visited would know just how shitty that part of the building really is. I was already warned by my friend (which by the way, I will refer her as the “Food Critic” from now on), I was still full of excitement and expectations. By the end of the tour (Food Critic as the tour guide of whom I have promised to repay her someday by financially supporting the R&D portion of her future Potato Queendom), I was completely deflated and was sighing multiple times at the complete lack of common sense (as well as a complete disregard of Fengsui, for those who have a basic understanding of the subject) of the interior design.
Most of the time, I listen to random music of a specific genre on YouTube based on my writing need (ie. am I writing a dramatic story, a romcom, or slice-of-life story?). Once in a while, I would get introduced to a musician or music group that by the time I finished writing, I realized that I could not let go of that particular musician or music group.
MILD is one of those music groups that I simply cannot turn my back on after I’ve heard their music once. There musical style is a mix of jazz and R&B. Overall, there is an easy-going quality to their musical style.
1) The song that totally made my heart fluttered and motivated me to research more on this band despite not knowing the language. This song is titled “Nemesis”, solely based on Google translate. XD Hm…when I listened to this song initially, I didn’t realize it was about the effects of cheating.
a) This was the version that caught my attention.
The ink was lighter than I would like…Definitely need to be more patient with grinding the ink next time. For my last post, I was quite iffy about scanning my Chinese calligraphy work because I didn’t want to use my scanner. Apparently, I just realized that there was this invention called “camera”. Heh.
Life is full of muses. Even though this is the case, most writers tend to base their characters on one of their many personas or personas of their love ones. However, there is always that one random rebel who would chose to base her “people” characters on animals such as a puppy with anxiety issues (haha…yes, my dear friend, I’m talking about you in case you might come across this). Anyways, I usually belong to the former group and so, a lot of my characters are really a facet of myself…some obvious, some not so obvious, some even hidden deep within my subconsciousness. Continue reading
“Math – one either gets it or doesn’t.”
“Screw math! It’s not like I would ever need to use any of these ‘mumbo-jumbo’ again after graduation.”
What’s with the above? They’re lies. Or, self-denial statements made by a literature student. =]
There has always been this weird mentality that literature students are bad at math and the vice versa. Math versus literature? Things do not always have to stay this way. In fact, this eonni/noona will tell you exactly how I’ve passed with flying colours.