highways: [Jiro Wang and Aaron Yan, two members of the Taiwanese band Fahrenheit.] (飛輪海 ☌ 大東跟亞綸)

I have no idea who that man is. Well, I do, that's John Cho but I don't know who he's playing. And holy shit, who cares, right? They could probably make an entire television show of him just doing that over and over again.

I'm pretty sure my Chinese during the day improves remarkably if I start the morning off with a bunch of my obnoxious Mandarin pop rock and about an hour of simultaneous tedious book learnin'—I've come to this conclusion after about an lot of experimenting with the pop rock, let me tell you. And speaking of that, I need to know a whole lot more of those songs, because right now I suck at KTV even more than I'd suck if I wasn't a gratingly awful singer. I'm a gratingly awful singer who can only sing every other word.

My friend K. told the middle-aged ladies we were karaoke'ing with that I'm in love with 汪東城 and then proceeded to play everyone the music video where he disturbingly stalks a girl and then, enraged, strips all his clothes off in the shower. How hilariously mortifying. The lyrics to that song are amazingly creepy and disgustingly catchy, so we constantly torment each other with just three words from the chorus: "留下來." ~Stay with me~.

I know jack fucking shit about what's going on in the United States right now, politically or otherwise. Jack shit, except I guess the San Francisco Giants are doing pretty well right now? This is what happens when I only hang out with one American. Anyhow it's starting to make me feel weird and vaguely worried. I know the news is just a Google search away, I feel sort of disconnected, like it's not really as real to me anymore because it's not happening to or around me in the same way. Which, it's not, but I should still Google more man.
highways: [Sulli from the band f(x), with her head to the side, her bangs falling over her face.] (F(X) ☌ we don’t need any days of sleep)
Let's just get this out of the way now since I'm capable of talking about very little without invoking 飛輪海's adorable ... whateverness. I'll get back on track with serious reflection, you know, someday.

Went for Japanese with friends from Thailand and Korea—depressingly, some of the conversation went, "Oh, wow, Brittany, you like SHINee?" Seriously, if I had never come to this country, in some ways my life would be different, I am just saying. In some significant ways. I can't actually eat sushi and the restaurant served nothing else, so that was sort of a bust, until we found a Baskin-Robbins that for some reason doubled as a Japanese import store...? Whatever, we don't need to make sense of it, what's important is that inside they had a magic product I have missed, a drink I was moaning about this very morning to [personal profile] thor on the phone. They had Mountain fucking Dew. Japanese Mountain Dew, sure, but how different could it really be? I bought three cans at some outrageous price I wasn't even paying attention to.

And it was terrible. Cruel fate, how could you do this to me. It's like giving me a Dominos delivery place around the corner that won't make cheese pizza! —oh, wait, you did that, too.

I'm actually having a lot of trouble eating lately. I figured that getting used to the food might make me a little sick for a while, and I figured that eventually my stomach would adjust, because what choice does it have? I didn't even consider the possibility that, after getting violently ill only ... okay, several times in rapid succession, my stomach would be all, "Yeah, fuck this, I'm out." Everything tastes like gruel and about half of the time I am awake I feel like vomiting is in my immediate future. To be honest I'm only managing to choke down just about the bare minimum required to live and have been doing so for about a week now, but uh, we don't need to spread that around. I'm surrounded by friends constantly but no one person can see what I'm doing all the time so waving off concerned questions isn't impossible, it's just difficult. "Oh, right, I'm not hungry, I got something with K. Oh, hi, K! Oh, it's fine, I'm going to eat with N. later tonight! N! Yeeeeah, I've actually got stuff back in my room, but thanks! Oh, I'm fine, I'm totally fine, 好好, 謝謝." Pretty much I am a liar. Who lies.

It just seems more polite than, "Leave me alone, or I will throw up all over your face."

I GUESS I'M GOING TO AN INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVAL LATER? Oh and I'm totally a professional English teacher now, but that pretty much sums that up and I'm now running out of room. Deleting the music video at the beginning would help with this, but no, I can't, never.

Edit: Oh my god internet if Donnie Yen is in a movie you have to tell me immediately what is this. What is this.
highways: setine made this for me, because she is the best. (汪東城 ☌ 想我超喜歡你)
So when I'm not obsessively Googling my new celebrity boyfriend (sorry, JGL, I feel we had a good, if short, run) and bitching about the Korean robots from space sent to destroy me, I'm pretty intensely involved in having a life basically, which is a shock to me and maybe everyone else, I don't know. People are amazingly willing to forgive my loud and bumbling way of socializing—suspiciously so. For instance, I went to see a hilarious and bizarre play last night, which honestly was a production that probably deserves its own entry, and afterwards one of the performers came up to me and said we actually knew each other already. "Uh," I said. "真的嗎..." And then she invited me to go out clubbing with her next week. Students get in free!

Yeah idk. Not even.

Thursdays are my long days. Like Wednesday. And Friday. At the end of all of them, I'm a zoned out zombie who speaks in a fucked up language all my own, usually along the lines of: "Oh god, 為什麼我的 fucking I don't know christ I want to sleep 可是不可以, 我有作業作業 always the fucking 作業, 我不喜歡那個課, 不喜歡大學, I don't even like being alive, 殺我."

My extremely difficult life, let me show you it. Oh, and hi new friends from the friending meme, what is up.

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