#this was supposed to be just pics with text but then i got insanely carried away with imagery

[liliansun]

can only imagine being fwb with dream esp when you eventually go out on a date and they get jealous asf

you can imagine it,, i’ll just write it for you 🫣 (minors dni!!)

mark fwb : pissed bc you’re not texting him back. pissed bc you posted a pic on your social w some guy he knows he’s better than. pissed bc he’s comparing himself to someone he doesn’t know. pissed when he checks your location hours after you left him on read and sees you’re home. pissed as he drives to your house and lets himself in and finds you alone (thankfully he thinks) and is even more pissed he’s in this endless cycle with you as you two end up fucking for hours bc he’s pissed you thought you’d find better than him.

renjun fwb : he’s not showing how badly it’s eating at him bc you’re on a date with someone else. he knows you’re not exclusive, he knows he has no actual claim over you,, that doesn’t stop him from sitting in his car outside of your apartment waiting for you to come home. and when you do, he’s meeting you at the door for what was supposed to be a talk about what you two were,, at least on his end. instead, he’s shoving his cock down your throat and wiping the tears away with his thumb as the whole reason, at least in your head, for him coming over was to talk,, but you’re not doing much talking. 🤧

haechan fwb : he’s insane,, at least that’s what he’s told when he watches your location and follows you to your date,, sitting in his car till you leave alone and follows you home. he waits for you to go inside before he follows behind and lets himself in. he hears you showering and he yet again lets himself in. ignoring the shrieking from your end, he joins you in the shower and swears he’ll explain later before he’s shoving his cock into your sweet pussy and whining how you’re his and only his. whining about fuck this friendship and that he’s in love with you,, pussy whipped he is. whining in your ear that he’s going to get you pregnant one day so you’ll never go on another date with anyone that’s not him. (perhaps. i got carried away.)

jeno fwb : he’ll just ghost you when he finds out you went on a date with someone else. when you’re finally fed up with him being radio,, you’ll meet up at his apartment and corner him to give you answers as to why tf he’s been ignoring you?? and he’ll give you an answer,, fat cock stretching you out over his couch as he holds you in place w his arms wrapped around your frame. he’ll grunt out his words into your ear while his hips ruthlessly pound against your own. he’ll tell you you must’ve lost your fucking mind thinking about seeing anyone else when his cock was right there waiting for you to sit on it this whole time. making sure you never make that mistake again

jaemin fwb : he’s patient,, sending you a text that’s something along the lines of ‘come over when you’re done’. he’d let you in, ask how your date was which throws you off?? he’d listen to you complain how dry and unfunny he was. he’d let you vent and when you’re done, he’ll remind you why you’re his. he’ll kiss you sensually,, grope you with just enough force that has you dripping by the time he peels your panties away from your sticky core. he’ll fuck you with his tongue before he even lets you get a taste of his cock. he’ll remind you while making sweet,, slightly rough,, love that you’re his and you’ll always be his. not once will he admit he was jealous,, but them shakira hips don’t lie

[gummie-s]

Hi! May I please request a fem!reader who sends her bf Tamaki a spicy pic (or vid, your choice) while he's working because she's lonely/misses his touch? Maybe even how he reacts as well, please?

𖤐 Press My Buttons, Babe . . !

CW: Public masturbation, tentacles, sexting(?), fem!reader

tamaki wasn't a very avid texter, he wasn't ever on his phone much either. he didn't like much social media unless it was cute cat videos or tutorials on how to make a new meal he wanted to try.

patrols meant he had to carry his work phone with him, emergency lines and contacts all in order, no place on the device to distract himself with. except one day he must have mixed up his phones, they had similar enough cases and designs, he didn't personalize them much to be distinguishable really.

tamaki got so confused when he heard the familiar ding! come from the depths of his costume pouches and frowned when he pulled the device out just to see his home cell! immediately he was embarrassed he'd made the error, his hands fumbling and holding the black rectangle tighter. good thing he put all the contacts he needed for work in here too, just because he had crazy anxiety over these make believe situations. he had just hoped it'd never actually happen.

of course, it was a text from you. you liked to send him naughty pictures for him to look at after his shift, still trying to tease him even when he wasn’t there. you were such a bad girl like that. tamaki couldn’t help but love it. in the moment though his face went scalding hot, his ears particularly burning as he was greeted with the lewd image of you laying in bed. so soft, naked where he had just been sleeping next to you earlier that morning. he felt light headed sudden with arousal, not expecting to see something like that so early with work on his brain. tamaki had to shut his phone off immediately before he got lost in his hormones, anxiously looking around at the passerby trying to see if anyone had noticed his fumbling hands holding his device to his chest. he shouldn’t be on his phone at all while on duty, and certainly not his personal one.

but who would ever find out? the people he was scheduled with today were so far away, and today had been so peaceful until your ample cleavage had thrown him off. it was insane, like he’d been conditioned to get hard once seeing your nude body— he was grateful he had picked his hero costume wisely with the thick long material hiding his sudden erection.

it took him a long dreadful, guilty moments to decide to take care of his problem. he knew it wouldn’t go away, this was for the greater good he reasoned. how was he supposed to do his job keeping the streets safe if he couldn’t stop thinking about you? it was impossible.

tamaki did his best to be discreet when he slipped into an abandoned alleyway, weaving through fire escapes and stepping around trash cans. he just needed a moment to calm down was all, yeah. he couldn’t walk around civilians with a hard on, he needed to be prepared for danger. he did his best to convince himself what he was doing was okay, it wasn’t really working well but he’d already gone this far.

tamaki was hard so quickly it was pitiful, really, he should be better than this. he wasn’t in highschool anymore. a real hero would be able to continue on with their day like nothing happened. but not tamaki. oh, no, tamaki had to lean his back against the solid concrete of a nearby wall and tug his visor off is face so he could rub at his eyes. he kept thinking about the way the thin sheets laid over your vulnerable body, looking so warm and sweet. he hadn’t even read what you captioned the photo with, he was in such a rush to get it out of the public eye. tamaki fit his visor back over the bridge of his nose.

“oh, c’mon..” he muttered softly, squeezing his cock through the thick, stifling material of his hero suit. It was getting uncomfortable. tamaki took a quick glance around the alley, sure he was hidden from sight before he went for his buckle. his fingers were unsteady with adrenaline, undoing the thick gold mechanism so the purple belt fell off his waist, the heavy packs that usually sat on his hips hitting the floor with a dull thump. he jolted a little at the sound but didn’t look away from your photo, instead wrestling his hand under the waistline of his skirt and pants so he could get a firm hand around the problem you’d caused. immediately a relieved sigh seeped out of him, another softer, greedier sound eased out of his throat when he squeezed around the swollen head of his cock while staring at your lips.

his hand was warm and dry, but he knew your mouth was perfect. wet, hot, and the perfect sleeve, his favorite. tamaki knew he’d have to make it quick, so he started stroking, his tights pushed down his bulging thighs that supported his weight against the wall. he couldn’t curl over like he wanted to, not with his vest in the way, so instead he arched his hips out and huffed and puffed enough for his visor to fog up and obscure his view of your cleavage and the slope of your hips from beneath the sheets. it was perfect, you were perfect. he was desperate to get this over with, and he kept thinking about that mouth. . .an idea infested his mind. a very crude, inappropriate, irresponsible idea. he shouldn’t, not out here . . .

but he would, wouldn’t he?

tamaki’s fingers suddenly turned slippery and flexible, thickening and curling around his throbbing cock, sliding up and down in wet, slick movements that mimicked the way you liked to throat him when he got home from work. he glanced away briefly from his phone to watch the newly manifested tentacles slip up and down his cock in a hypnotizing ripple. tamaki bit his lip to muffle a whimper before looking back at your catty smile, your lips plump and catching a glisten. he felt like a creep for hoping it was drool. His forearm was flexing beneath the thick bands on his arms, and a light breeze ruffled his cape and hair, reminding him of where he was.

he felt so, so, dirty. dirty for jerking off in public, dirty for being unable to wait, and worse, using his own quirk, something he used for work, for something so vulgar and greedy. all because of what you did to him.

looking at you and feeling his tentacles tighten and pulse around his overexcited dick drew a weak groan out of him, the loudest noise he allowed himself to make. his hips began lightly rolling into his hand as the pleasure that knotted and swelled under his bellybutton came undone, a deep sigh deflating his chest as thick spurts of cum hit the floor between his shifting feet. it took a couple deep breaths for him to open his eyes again, forgetting when he closed them. finally, he read your text you had sent him after the photo.

‘a reward for Suneater, thanks for keeping us safe <3 miss u’

tamaki’s cheeks burned, suddenly guilty. he wasn’t doing his job at all.

while tamaki tugged his tights back up and hefted his belt back around his hips he took one last look at the picture. he typed out a speedy response.

‘Thanks. xo. xo. xo. Miss you.’

tamaki had to resist saving the image to his work phone. he put it back in his pouch, adjusted himself and made sure he had his costume back in place, sure to have his hood low over his face. he stared at the stupid amount of cum on the alley floor, shaking his head in utter humiliation. he was seriously the worst. tamaki turned away from his crime, and started to walk out towards the busy streets as if he hadn’t done what he just did.

another ding! sounded off in his notifications. tamaki stopped in his tracks.

he should take a look, it could be important.

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Comic buff with a thought, I notice the P5MM art and composition is more striking and closer to p5's art and style than the other manga, which is fine, but kinda... flat. (I find myself thinking there's something missing when I read it, then I look back at P5MM and I notice how there's more clever paneling, imagery, and stylistic choices akin to the games in it (like that one goro panel ya had a rant about) and I realize what's missing) That could be why P5MM is brought up more, just a guess. I dunno how you feel about all that though, I'm curious.

Under the cut cause it gets long cause of pictures:

I am very big on art style and visual presentation. I do actually judge a book by it's cover (manga, game, movie, show, yadda). If I find something pleasing to my eye I'll read it.....even if the contents are trash. Domestic Girlfriend is one, horrible manga (didn't finish, was holding out for Momo, aka best girl, and getting closure for her....then I bounced). Didn't watch the anime (didn't need to I was way ahead in the manga I think), but I know that opening is wasted on it. ldskfjaf Don't invest your time into it, it's not worth it, you would probably learn better morals from P5.......probably. But yeah I found the art style pleasing enough to try it out (I's not amazing by any means, but I like looking at it....or did.....that writing man....dat was bad ;w;).... *waves hands vaguely in air* yeah.

Fun fact, it's why I got into Persona. I happened across an ad for P4 on the PS2 in the Gameinformer magazine, it showed a screenshot from an animated cutscene plus one of the fully body art for the chars and I was like "Yes this is my jam!" (which only doubled down when I read what it was about, and it was a murder mystery and the article also talked up "the mystery of the glasses" which fakldjsalkfs yeah). So yeah it really clicked for me.

Tbh it's why I'm probably going to get back into freaking Bleach, and it's why I got into it and Naruto over One Piece (I don't think I'll ever read ON I'm sorry). Tite Kubo has sexy art what can I say? Can't trust a thing that man writes now but eh. It's also the reason I read a lot of Shojo (and now Yuri) manga, cause their art style is usually what I find very appealing (even if I've read the same gd shojo love story just by a different name for the 1000th time, give me the flowers and sparkly eyes! they are my life blood!)

And I've mentioned I really like Saito's art style. I've (attempted) to color some of his pieces on top of animate some manga frames (most of which I haven't actually published......I...I should....get around to finishing those up....haha...aha....haaaa). I really like his art, it's pleasant. But even with good art, I can still see past it and see what BS it's peddling and it can hamper my enjoyment of it. If I don't look at the context of the scene or the words on the page, I can be down with it. But when I'm reading.......I get annoyed. I balk at anything with Goro. I guffaw whenever Makoto's on screen (cause Saito nails her from P5, she acts useful but really she's useless but the narrative views her as useful it ironically makes her useless......it's the weirdest thing I've ever witnessed >.>). Like Saito really.....gets P5 it seems, down to it's flaws even (tho he can actually make the good parts of P5 shine, or at least parts that P5 failed to execute....execute in a way). But he also makes the flaws.....shine that much harder for me.

Now the Reg manga? it's nothing special art style wise, in fact it starts off VERY wonky, and while still wonky, has gotten a lot....better/cuter (esp Ryu). Not like shojo cute just.......I wanna squish their wittle faces cute (at times when it's not serious).

Like when it comes to Reg Manga these are the two pieces that have appeared in it that I feel kinda hit the P5 mark in terms of style:

(look at Mona, coming into this world like the pustule that he is 8U)

Which isn't much, but it's something. At least Reg's AOA is better looking than the anime. 8U

But I dunno, as the chapters go on, the Mangaka allows for more cuter expressions, and I just like their neat:

(btw I colored that page)

I dunno, it's not as overtly cutsey as Saito:

But they are still charming in a more simple way (without out having them go full chibi), it subtle but it gives it flavor. "Silly why are most, if not all those pics of Ryu and Anne?" I dunno guys maybe you should ask them how their backs are doing, cause they're the ones who are carrying the Reg manga when it comes to this! 8U

Tho I do think the first ch or two of Reg does a better job capturing P5's feel than the rest of the chapters, I think the mangaka is just.....bogged down by exposition and the game's BS that a lot of text on their pages so it almost reads like a novel:

ALots of text, not the most dynamic of framing with the panels. It's kinda eh. I haven't really read the manga past the 2nd dungeon tbh (I mean......as the residential #1 Makoto hater, I think that's fair.....that I'd start to zone out during my least fav dungeon....and then continue zoning out during my 2nd least fav dungeon askfdjaflk)

But during the first two dungeon arcs, I liked how.....bad the PT were at thieving, I liked how green they were. It was obviously a learning process. I also like some of the fight choreo (Saito did the best hand to hand one in the series in P4U's Yu vs Sho....which I actually animated....spoiler.....no I have no released that...my dumbass wants to tempt fate and see if I can redo it in color even tho it took me 4 days non stop to get that animated in just black and white.....but I am a fool so alas 8U). I mean it's not mind blowing, but it was simple and decently thought out, which is more than I feel like we usually get (esp with the anime shows....or at least P4/5's).

But I think what draws me in is....it's lack of P5 style. P5 style has them being still oh so cool despite being new at everything. It's tired me out. P5's how identity is style. It's....style over substance (gonna rile some feathers with that....Cvit(?) vid title). But P5 is overtly stylish, to the point it......weighs on me. Drags me down. Tires me out. I don't think they're cool, I'm bored with it. Ironically, Reg manga lacks that, which......def would make someone (and me usually) give it much of a passing glance. It's very basic I guess. But.....consider me, being in P5 hell, surrounded by all it's nausea inducing stylishness, sees a small break in the hellish hurricane to see.......normalcy. It kinda makes me connect better with the kids (kinda, it's still P5).

They feel like normal kids, trying to do their thing (sometimes trying to look/act cool and failing), and.....it's just the absolute antitheses to P5's brand......and I think that's why I like it. KLFJDSAFLKJA;

Anyway, who knows, maybe when I catch up on Reg in english and re-read MM with the official translation I might change my mind about a few things, or at least how I rank them. But for post length sake, and my sanity sake, I think I should keep the anime and mangas out of the "Which entry do you hate least" post......because I should just make another post where I go into both mangas as well as compare and contrast the anime! :D I'm just delaying some insanity for later haha....

Wait.........I just remember Day Breakers exists......and I liked it....still do....don't have much issue with it. Well shit, that is probably the one entry I hate the least. fklsdjfalkjdfkla;jsL;FJljsfdlskafaj *sobs* nO NO, I committed, and that's just a sad loophole. fdklsajflakfj *sobs* I still need to the game thing, cause let's be honest, the games are where it counts.

So right now my ranking for manga/anime is:

Daybreakers>Reg manga> MM>>>>>>>>>>TV Show Anime and it's OVAs (may the burn in the hell fire from which they spawned)

Oh, one last thing, forgot to put it in but I dunno where to put it now. I like how the manga tones down the pervyness some:

I mean Ryu is a fellow monkey. u_u .......but it's for the best I don't have to see his ape expression. ;w; (iirc the pyramid scene was a lot shorter/faster, but that's by the grace of reading and books rather than animation I suppose).

[cedomasoon]

Chapter 4: The end

-Hey, what the fuck man? Where have you been? I've been calling and callling and calling, texting, asking mom. What is going on?

-Sweetie, I know. Hi.

-That's it?

-What is?

-What happened honey? Is everything alright?

-Now it is. I am sorry I haven't called and all. I just couldn't.

-Ok. Your riddles are poor and I need more information about the situation.

-Yes sure, but, how are you? What is up with your life? It's been a while.

-You bet it's been. It's almost two months!

-Has it been so long?

-Yeah, it has been so long. Last time we talked was on my birthday.

-Shit, time really flies.

-When you are having a good time?

-Not really.

-You sound dark and all this silence is scaring me. Are you sick? Mom kept telling me you are alright but busy.

-I am alright and I am busy. Work has been insane.

-Did you start the new gig already?

-Oh, Yes I have actually.

-And?

-It's really interesting, I learn a lot and the people I am working with are kind and patient and with a sense of humour.

-Well, finally some good news. I like what I am hearing.

-And you? What are you doing these days?

-You listen to your self? I feel like I am talking to a distant aunt.

-Oh well, stop bugging me.

-Ok, you are right. Work is good. Two new projects, really interesting actually. A lot of rehearsals but I manage. A bit of drama with the collegues as per usual, but nothing out of the ordinary.

-And Paul? Still together?

-You think I would break up with Paul and you would have remained under the radar?

-That's true. But are you getting along liebe schwester?

-Oh yeah. We had our ups and downs lately, but I love this bastard. He is so cute and he loves me. He geniounly does, it's juts the cultural diferences that make our relationship a bit tricky sometimes. But then I think of this and I start re approaching the whole issue and then the issue is gone. We don't have to agree on everything you know. It doesn't matter. We are young, we are in love, the rest is just noise in our affair's quietude.

-How poetic. Have you been writing lately?

-Yes. I have actually. It's a pretty good time for me, creatively I mean. I work a lot during the day, but for now I have established an early morning for my self and I have incorporated an hour of writing every day. It's going great I would say.

-This is so promising. I can't wait to hear what you got.

-Well, maybe skype with me next week. If you have some time for your baby sister.

-Oh, come on. Don't be a child.

-I am sorry for the noise, I just really need to shave while we talk, or else I am going to be late.

-Don't mention it. Where do you have to be so early?

-Early cconcert down town. I am so borred, pus I am obulating and I am so bloated. What am I supposed to wear with this belly that is going wild?

-You can wear the black high waste trousairs I gave you.

-That's true. You know I am doing this diet I told and I think it's working. I've lost a couple of kilos and some centimeters in the god forsaken area of my pork belly.

-Oh, nice, I started doing this as well. I think it's really good to tell you rthe truth. I feel the body is working better and I feel quite energetic and definitely not bloated.

-It's working. So, black high waist Makis Tselios and...

-See through black turtle neck.

-You think? It's only 17:00 here, maybe a bit too dramatic? I was thinking more of an oversized beige shirt.

-Well that works too.

-I will also wear the earings dad gave me and put my hair up, maybe a low bun?

-Sounds terrific. Send me a pic?

-Sure, when I am dressed. And?

-And what?

-And you? You keep telling me all is fine, but you don't disappear on me like that. Unless something big happened. So, what happened?

-Well... Remember Dimitris?

-Sure, the guy you met on vacation.

-Yes.

-Aha...

-Well we had been seeing each other for some time. You know since the summer. Lovely guy. We had such a great time.

-I hear a lot of past tense.

-Well, it's because we did have a great time for a few months. Totally in love with him. He as well.

-I remember.

-Yes. I got pregnant. Now you say nothing?

-I really don't know what to say. When was this?

-Hmm, two months ago? Maybe a bit more. But yes. I got pregnant almost three months ago.

-For real?

-Yeap. Went to the doctor and all, had a sonogram. Did the tests. As pregnant as it gets.

-Jesus man. Did you have an abortion? Oh baby girl. This is so shitty.

-Actually no, I didn't have an abortion.

-What?

-Cool it sis! It felt right. Dimitris was super excited. Me too to tell you the truth.

-Does mom know? What did Fenia say?

-Mom doesn't know. Fenia was not happy.

-What is up with the past tense?

-I had twins.

-Oh, man.

-I lost the babies a week ago.

-Oh darling. Oh, shit. Damn. I don't know what to say.

-Don't say anything.

-I am so sorry! How are you?

-I am fully recovered. I got scared a lot. I was in pain and bleeding and I had to go to the hospital by myself.

-God damn. Where the fuck was Dimitris?

-By the time I got him on the phone, I was already in the taxi.

-He came to the hospital at least?

-Yes, he made it. He was there when I woke up after the surgery.

-What a fucking shitstorm.

-Yeah.

-How do you feel?

-Very sad.

-I can't believe you were ready to have a family.

-I can't believe it either. And I can't believe it's over. It felt so good being pregnant.

-Oh sweetie! Don't cry. It's ok. You are young. You are only 29, it's not the end of the world. Besides were you ready to have a family?

-Oh, I don't know? It felt right.

-Sure and if it's right you'll get pregnant again one day. Soon.

-I don't know. I don't even know. I don't think I can.

-What do you mean? Did anything happen? Is there something wrong?

-I don't think so.

-You don't think so, or you know?

-I mean the doctor didn't say anything was wrong, but I am so scared and so sad. An it was all so organic.

-Baby it's not cotton. Take a chill pill. I get you are sad, but sometimes sad things happen.

-I know.

-Oh poor baby. Is Dimitris with you?

-No. He's working like crazy and he aksed me for some time to process.

-Jesus. You are all alone? Fenia?

-She came yesterday. But she is working too.

-Are you working?

-No, but I think it doesn't help me at all.

-You are right. Are you physically ready to return?

-I think so.

-Perfect. Arbeit macht frei.

-That is so bad.

-But in your case it's true.

-Touche.

-Did you get my picture?

-Haha, yes. You look amazing.

-You think?

-Yeah, you look sublime.

-You are the best. I am in shock, but I really have to go if I don't want to be late for soundcheck. Are you going to be alright?

-Yes. Don't worry. I got this. It's just all a bit too much.

-I get it. But I am sure it was for the best. Maybe in a bit you are going to be carrying just one child.

-Too soon. I love you. I am sorry I had been lost.

-Don't think about it. I love you too. Be safe and I will call you tonight.

-Break a leg sis. You are the best

[swans-anime-ramblings]

10 random facts about me

I was asked by @majinpiccolo to come up with 10 random facts about me. I tried to think of interesting ones as well as some serious ones. Here we go!

1. I used to be a moderator for the Amino Dragon Ball Z app

If you’re not familiar with Amino, it’s basically if Reddit and Tumblr had a love child. You can only post about the Amino’s topic, (in this case, anything Dragon Ball related) and moderators can “pin posts” to the top of the app, meaning you can submit your blog/ artwork to be considered for feature. I moderated the app for almost 2 years. I absolutely loved the team I moderated with, but everything went to hell in a single day. Sparing the details, the level of toxicity which occurred was so bad the leader of the Amino left, and so did another person. And that made me realize I needed to stop too. Being a moderator means you’re constantly exposed to the worst of the internet. Unsolicited dick pics to minors in private chats, being called “bitch” because some person’s post got hidden, being accused of favoritism and the like. I thought that my leaving would be temporary, and maybe some day I’d go back but...I am free. My mental health is a lot better, lol.

2. I am a contract writer

Basically that means I write blogs for small business owners, do website copy (the text you read on a website) snazzy up people’s Linkedin profiles, and whatever else comes my way. The work is slow coming, but it frees me to....

3. I’m trying to write a science fiction novel

Honestly, it’s one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, mostly because it’s a battle with myself. I am a perfectionist by nature and the standard I set for myself and my writing is unattainable. This week for instance, I was so overwhelmed by all the stuff I “need to fix” that I got nothing done, haha. But I really want to do this...it feels important. It’s been a dream I’ve had since I was little. And so, I keep trying to press forward, even when my mental days aren’t good. 

4. When I was a child, my father was diagnosed with a fatal illness society considered taboo

Things are better now for him and society is getting better. But it was a huge burden that I carried, and I mostly carried it alone. I was genuinely afraid if I told my friends my dad was ill (as you couldn’t tell just by looking at him) they wouldn’t want to be around him or me. I didn’t want people to judge him. These days I try to talk about it more, but honestly it’s not something that naturally comes up in conversation. “Oh hey, for most of my childhood I thought my dad was going to die in a horrible way. It really screws with you.” Meds nowadays are much better too, so him dying is not a worry I currently have. He’s in no danger at the present :-) Having a sick parent does alter your life perspective though.

5. My parents are crazy people

Speaking of the rents, they are so...just on a whole other plane of existence that I’ve had SEVERAL people, in different situations all separately tell me I need to write a sit com based on them. Mom is a 100% NY Italian. Dad is 100% NY Puerto Rican. They are unreal. Case in point: one time I took my parents to the beach at night so they could experience a bio-luminescent phenomenon. At 11:30 PM we were walking off the beach and my mother says rather loudly to my father, (in a NY accent) “Well! That was just! I’m telling you, it was better than drugs. And trust me, I’ve taken them! Right babe?! Better than drugs!” 

I normally need to sleep for several days after they’ve visited XD

6.  I’ve got severe ADD

It’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten older too. Just recently my nephew was trying to get my attention to help him with his juice box and I had no idea. I realized it after his mom came over to fix it for him. It was rather embarrassing. Normally I’m so much in my brain I don’t see what’s around me. I’ve gotten several bruises from running into doors.

7. I’m married

And have been for quite some time. Me and the Mr were young when we got married. He proposed to me 6.5 months after we started dating and we got married 6 months after that. His parents, who are normal, respectable people, thought we were insane. My parents, who’ve I’ve already established as crazy, thought it was wonderfully romantic. In fact my father called me a month after we started dating to ask me to please let him know when the wedding was so he could be sure to buy a plane ticket. I was like, “Dad. We’re not THAT crazy.” We’ve had our challenges like everybody else, but we love being married and are ridiculously happy. Wouldn’t trade our decision for the world.

8. I love video games

Grew up on the SNES and N64, got back into them when I bought myself a Wii. Most time I’ve logged on a video game is for Star Wars: The Old Republic. It’s BioWare’s Star Wars version of World of Warcraft. I’ve got over 60 days of time played, and have been playing since 2013. There’s a new expansion coming in December. I’ll be playing.

9. If I’m listening to music, it’s probably an OST.

I just love OST’s. I think it’s because it lets my brain do it’s weird head in the clouds thing. If I’m not listening to an OST, it’s probably Asain Hip-Hop. Favorite artist is named Tiger JK and he does a lot of stuff with his wife Yoon Mi Rae. Sooo good.

10. I love Japan

I suppose that it’s no surprise but, it’s still the truth. I’ve been to Korea twice and Japan once. I feel really at home there, in a way I haven’t experienced in the couple other countries I’ve visited. The Japanese were so welcoming and so hospitable, I’ll never forget it. Would love to go back at some point.

And that’s a wrap. I now tag @yagamitaichi7! Got any rando facts to share? Only if you want to of course :-)

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2/6 Whirlwind Weekend

Hellooo again little gay readers who don’t exist. Here’s to my first weekend out on the town. 

Friday commenced with a quick jaunt to Nowadays for a wristband then back to Happyfun with Con, which was nuts and I loved it. Literally Coyote Ugly if it was queer (i’ve never seen Coyote Ugly but this sentiment just feels right). The dolls were dolling and the theys were theying, and the boys were certainly looking. I’m not used to the amount of attention I get here in BK. Ironically I saw Alvaro, who is supposed to get me a job at Locanda (his words after I texted him about seeing him: [Locanda] likes you already, I just told them everything Jesse said about you//what did Jesse say about me...?//*deflection*//no like what did jesse say about me.//*no response*... anyways Jesse posted a gym pic today and it was certainly a treat. I want him). Dillon and his boyfriend Bryan met us there, Dillon left early because he hates Happyfun and Bryan stayed because it’s his favorite place... there was definitely some fallout after as Dillon relayed, they talked it out but I wouldn’t be surprised if this issue doesn’t come up again I fear. They seem very different. I’ll say no more on this issue.. it’s not my place. But I am paying attention.

After that was back to Nowadays, where we were BAMBOOZLED into paying 25 dollars for the show. Horrible. Venus X was delectable though, I went off. Met Con’s friend Kim who was soo sweet and nice and I hope to run into her again. Nowadays was like.. a tropical sauna jungle vibe it was honestly so sick. The backyard/outdoor area was adorable. Met a cute guy on the dance floor who started dancing with me, it was fun and he gave me a bump of K and then it was not fun anymore when he pulled his dick out like OMG. Can’t we just kiss and have fun... I saw him Saturday night too randomly lol.

Con did ask to kiss me.. as a friend? To which i replied yes, “only as a friend”. I fear my premonitions may be waxing true, because they were definitely flirting in and around the kiss. I simply won’t allow it though. NO MORE CANCERS. They did tell me that night that they do want to start HRT in the next month, which i told them like duhhh it would take an idiot (cishet) to not see the imminent transification. Slay! Good for them.

Saturday began with a late start, I spent the day cleaning my room and finishing unpacking finally! Went up to upper Manhattan to meet with Claire and Cara and Em. Never again. It was an incredible trek, i fought for my life every step of the way, and my impatience was jumping. So not cute. Dinner was nice though, even though I was definitely underfed there. On the whole, I need to start eating more. I’ve been doing a lot of two meal a day moments, and let’s be real, I should be doing like four if i want to gain weight. I met a guy who was really cute until I saw his instagram and then he was not cute anymore. I came to realize that all of the Broadway freaks people live in Harlem/Washington Heights area, so I’ve made a mental note to never flirt with people up there. That is, IF I ever go up there again.. might not.

After I FINALLY made it back to BK, got changed, I met Con at the club at 330 (crying and throwing up) to see JULIANA MOTHERFUCKING HUXTABLE (crying and throwing up but in a good way). Basement was more like Dungeon, insanely dark and dank and rank and rotten and steamy and stale. I shouldn’t have even changed my outfit; it didn’t matter since nobody could even see me... dumb. I wish I had saved a little bit of energy from Friday night because I was soo tired but Juliana carried. The K seemed mid. Maybe I didn’t do enough, I need another opinion. I caught a bus home, missed my stop, and got in at 7:15. Silver lining: my neighborhood is beautiful in the morning with nobody around, I got to look at the historical architecture and different eras of housing, from the brand new units to the oldest units that will likely be replaced by the former within the year.

Today was spent in bed until I had to go to Scarlett’s birthday, which was initialized by a goose chase of gift purchasing. I eventually found some somewhat acceptable options. Somewhat is the operative word. Upon my arrival, it seemed as though both Mara and Larry along with BJ and Chelsea were unable to keep from bickering, which was unfortunate to say in the least.. I’m glad I got to see them and talk to them all though. Aunty Mara is so chic, and Chelsea is simply a delight. The men are just that. Scarlett was too fucking cute though, I adore her to bits already, and I got to hang out with Easton a little bit. I would gladly help London when she babysits them. I did feel a little bit .. I don’t know, cast aside at the end of the evening, when after helping BJ and Chels and the kids load up the uber I was left standing on the sidewalk. I know I can’t blame them though, they have kids and’d had a long day too. I am a bit disappointed in Aunty Mara and Uncle Larry.. I really would have liked to spend time with them, or Aunty Mara solo at the very least. Which I don’t think I realized until today. I haven’t seen her/them exclusive of my parents since I was an actual child. We get along far better than I realized, without the hubbub of my family and the pressure of organizing a holiday dinner.

To heal my soul (mostly kidding) I went to Hanon for udon, which was delicious, close to my place, and apparently Michelin recommended (upon further research a Bib Gourmand). I got a bowl of nabeyaki and a matcha pudding/panna cotta dessert, my server also sent out a torched miso-basted cream cheese over a rice cracker with honey drizzled over it. It was outstanding! And my server, Ari, also seemed very interested in me.. like flirting hardcore. It wasn’t oppressive, but at the same time I would’ve definitely been open to a quiet dinner with my book. Nevertheless they may be able to get me a job there, which I would absolutely be open to! Just not within the month of February, which is a bit concerning. It seems like it would be an excellent first step into serving though, low-pressure and low-stakes. I’ll keep it in the rolodex.

Tomorrow will be tea with Sep at 12:30 sharp, and later in the evening will be Mala Project with the roommates and maybe Bryan and Akiyo. My poor wallet! Nevertheless she persisted. I’m thoroughly enjoying myself, I just need some jobs stat! We’ll manifest. x

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4 Things We Think We Need Today that Won’t Matter at All in the Long Run

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4 Things We Think We Need Today that Won’t Matter at All in the Long Run

Do more than just exist. We all exist. The question is: Are you living?

On a rainy Sunday morning 15 years ago, as Angel and I were struggling to cope with the recent, back-to-back deaths of two loved ones, I sat down at the kitchen table and had a full-blown intervention with myself.  I read through hundreds of archived entries in five different journals I had kept over the years.  Specifically, I was looking for all the unfulfilled goals, dreams and visions for the future I had jotted down along the way.  And it didn’t take long before I realized the course my life had taken up to that point had been the product of other people’s ideas, opinions and decisions.  I knew all too well that life was short, yet every day I was just going through the motions and doing what I was “supposed” to do, instead of what was right for ME.

I was in line.

I was comfortable.

And I was utterly distracted from what matters most in life.

But, fast forward to today, and as I awoke this morning I marveled at my life.  Where once I awoke with inner resistance at the thought of a new day, now I wake up with excitement to begin, grateful to be doing what I’m doing on a daily basis, grateful I got my priorities straight and gave myself a fair shot.

I tell you this because I know life can get crazy.  Sometimes it gets so busy and difficult that we forget how important it is to actually listen to ourselves.  We fill our calendars, our social media feeds, and our days with various forms of distraction, just to avoid doing the little uncomfortable things required to get us from where we are to where we hope to be.  The instant we feel a bit of discomfort, we run off in the direction of the nearest shiny object that catches our attention.  And this habit gradually dismantles our best intentions and our true potential.  Our dreams and priorities go by the wayside, and we’re left regretting another wasted year.

Yes, most of us suffer from a severe misalignment of our priorities, even though, deep down, we know our lives are quickly passing us by.

If you can relate in any way, I’m happy to tell you that things can change if you want them to, at any age.

Just as I have turned things around for myself, I know hundreds of other people who have done the same.  Through a decade of coaching our students and our live seminar attendees, Angel and I have witnessed people reinventing themselves at all ages—48-year-olds starting families, 57-year-olds graduating from college for the first time, 71-year-olds starting successful businesses, and so forth.

How did we all do it?

Well, the first step is we stopped wasting so much time and energy on things that don’t matter.  This transition, of course, takes practice.  But if you’re ready to follow our lead and get started, here are four insanely popular ideas that ultimately rob us of the life we are capable of living…

1.  We think we need all those text messages, social updates, memes, and perfect Instagram pics.

If it entertains you now but will hurt or bore you someday, it’s a distraction.  Don’t settle.  Don’t exchange what you want most for what you kind of want at the moment.  Study your habits.  Figure out where your time goes, and remove distractions.  It’s time to focus on what matters.

A good place to start?

Learn to be more human again.  Don’t avoid eye contact.  Don’t hide behind gadgets.  Smile often.  Ask about people’s stories.  Listen.  You can’t connect with anyone, including yourself, unless you are undistracted and present.  And you can’t be either of the two when you’re Facebooking, Instagramming or Snapchatting your life away.  You just can’t!

If you are constantly attached to your smartphone and only listening with your ears as your eyes check for the next social update, you are ripping yourself off of actually experiencing real relationships and real life.  The same is true for texting too.  Yes, someday you will be slapped with the reality of a missed MEMORY being far more unsettling than a missed TEXT!

Let this be your wake-up call!  Too often we choose to distract ourselves with gadgets and news and videos and music and memes, 24/7, just to stimulate ourselves.  It’s like second nature to us—we’re so used to feeling like the present moment isn’t worthy of our full presence.  And this mindset of dissatisfaction and distraction—of reality never being enough for us – trickles into every facet of our lives…

We are continuously thinking about what’s to come, as if it’s not enough to appreciate what we have right now.

We sit down to relax for a moment and then immediately feel the urge to read something on our phones, as if relaxing for a moment isn’t enough.

We procrastinate when it’s time to work, choosing more distractions, as if the process of doing good work isn’t enough for us.

We get annoyed with people when they fail to live up to our expectations, as if the reality of who they are isn’t enough for us.

We resist changes in our lives, in our relationships, and in our careers, because the reality feels like it’s not enough.

We reject situations, people, and even ourselves, because we feel like none of it is enough for us right now.

But what if we did the opposite?

What if we accepted this moment, and everything and everyone in it (including ourselves), as exactly enough?

What if we admitted that life is slipping away right now, and saw the fleeting time we have as enough, without needing to share it on social media or capture it or filter it in any way?

What if we accepted the “bad” with the good, the letdowns with the lessons, the annoying with the beautiful, the anxiety with the opportunity, as part of a package deal that this moment alone is offering us?

What if we paused right now, and saw everything with perfect clarity and no distractions?

Keep thinking about it…

Would we live more meaningful and memorable lives?

Would we have more beautiful stories to cherish and share?

I think we would.

And thus, I think now is the best time to pay attention.

Now is the best time to look around and be grateful—for our health, our homes, our families, our friends, and our momentary opportunities.

Nothing else will matter as much when we look back someday.

2.  We think we need more approval from the masses.

We worry about what other people think of us.  We worry about our appearance.  We worry if she’ll like us.  We worry if he likes that other woman.  We worry that we’re not accomplishing all that we should be.  We worry that we’ll fall flat on our faces.  We worry that we’re not enough just the way we are.  And of course, we worry about all those foolish, thoughtless things someone once said about us.

And social media—with its culture of getting us to seek constant approval with virtual likes and hearts—with its endless highlight reel of perfect bodies and epic travels—it only intensifies the problem.  Realize this.  You don’t need any of that social validation and distraction in your life!

It’s the strength of your conviction that determines your level of personal achievement in the long run, not the number of people who agree with every little thing you do.  Ultimately, you will know that you’ve made the right decisions and followed the appropriate path when there is genuine peace in your heart, and when the few people who truly mean the world to you are the ones celebrating your success alongside you.

It’s nice to have acquaintances.  It’s important to be involved in your community to an extent.  But don’t get carried away and spread yourself too thin.  Leave plenty of time for the people and projects that matter most to you.  Your time is extremely limited, and sooner or later you just want more of it with the select few people and projects that make you smile for all the right reasons.

The ultimate goal is to never let some random person’s opinion become your reality.  To never sacrifice who you are, or who you aspire to be, because someone on the internet has a problem with it.  To love who you are inside and out as you push forward.  And to realize once and for all that no one else has the power to make you feel small unless you give them that power.

Of course, sometimes the pressure and dysfunctional judgements coming from peers, work, and society in general is enough to make us feel completely broken inside.  If we do things differently, we’re looked down upon.  If we dream big, we’re ridiculed.  Or if we don’t have the “right” job, relationship, lifestyle, and so forth, by a certain age or time frame, we’re told that we’re not good enough.  But that is just NOT true, and it’s your job to acknowledge it!

So, here’s a new mantra for you (say it, and then say it again): “This is my life, my choices, my mistakes and my lessons.  As long as I’m not hurting people, I need not worry what they think of me.”

3.  We think we need to engage in the daily drama that seems so significant.

99% of the drama in our lives isn’t significant in the long run, because it isn’t even real.  It’s all in our heads.  Just a momentary rise in our blood pressure for all the wrong reasons.

In a nutshell, most drama is simply the consequence of our inner resistance to outer incidents.

Thus, there’s a strong chance the drama you are going through at any given moment is not fueled by the words or deeds of others, or any external sources at all; it is fueled primarily by your mind that gives the drama importance.

And yes, we all do this to ourselves sometimes.

But why?

Why do we get so easily stressed out and sucked into needless drama?

It’s because the world isn’t the predictable, orderly, blissful place we’d like it to be.  We want things to be easy, comfortable and well ordered 24/7.  But, unfortunately, sometimes work is hectic, relationships are challenging, important people demand our time, we aren’t as prepared as we’d like to be, and there’s just too much to do and learn and process in our minds.

So our inner resistance begins to boil over.

The problem is that we’re holding on too tightly to ideals that don’t match reality.  We have subconsciously set up expectations in our minds of what we want other people to be, what we want ourselves to be, and what our work and relationships and life “should” be like.  Our attachment to our ideals—our resistance to accept things as they are—stirs stress in our minds and drama in our lives.

And we don’t want to be a part of this drama.  At least that’s what we tell ourselves.  So we blame others for it… and then we engage in even more of it!

But there’s good news: we can break the cycle, let go of drama, and find peace with reality.

How?

I’m going to suggest a simple practice for whenever you feel stress, resistance, worry, and all the other draining mindsets that fuel drama in your life:

Focus, carefully, on what you’re feeling.  Don’t numb it with distractions, but instead bring it further into your awareness.

Turn to it, and welcome it.  Smile, and give what you feel your full presence.

Notice the feeling in your body.  Where is the feeling situated, and what unique qualities does it have?

Notice the tension in your body, and also in your mind, that arises from this feeling.

Try relaxing the tense parts of your body.  Then relax the tense parts of your mind.  Do so by focusing on your breath: Close your eyes, breathe in and feel it, breathe out and feel it, again and again, until you feel more relaxed.

In this more relaxed state, find some quiet space within yourself.  And in this space…

Allow yourself to rediscover the fundamental goodness within you, that’s present in every moment.

Allow yourself to rediscover the fundamental goodness of this very moment, that’s always available to you whenever you’re willing to focus on it.

Take time to just sit with the inner peace these two simple rediscoveries bring.

This is the practice of letting go of drama, and simply accepting this moment as it is, and yourself as you are.

You can do this anytime, wherever you are.  You can practice focusing on the goodness in others as well.  Seeing the goodness in your challenges and relationships and work, and so on and so forth.

You can build a healthy daily ritual of stopping the needless drama in your life, and rediscovering the peace and joy and love that are always just a few thoughts away.  (Note: Angel and I build healthy, life-changing daily rituals like this with our students in the “Goals and Growth” module of Getting Back to Happy.)

4.  We think we need another comfortable, leisurely day.

A comfortable, leisurely day sounds nice, for a moment.  But it’s not the kind of day you’ll look back on with gratitude for how far you’ve come.

Truth be told, the most common and destructive addiction in the world is the draw of comfort.  Why pursue growth when you already have 400 television channels, YouTube and a recliner?  Just pass the dip and lose yourself in a trance.

WRONG!  That’s not living—that’s existing.

Living is about learning and growing through excitement and discomfort.  It’s about asking questions and seeking answers.  And life is filled with questions, many of which don’t have an obvious or immediate answer.  It’s your willingness to ask these questions, and your courage to march boldly into the unknown in search of the answers on a daily basis, that gives life it’s meaning.

In the end, you can spend your life feeling sorry for yourself, cowering in the comfort of a recliner, wondering why there are so many problems out in the real world, or you can be thankful that you are strong enough to endure them.  It just depends on your mindset.  The obvious first step in this arena, though, is convincing yourself to get up and do the uncomfortable things that need to be done.

Think about it…

How many times over the past year has the psychological draw of comfort plagued your best intentions?

How many workouts have you missed because your mind, not your body, told you that you were too tired?

How many workout reps have you skipped because your mind, not your body, said, “Nine reps is enough.  Don’t worry about the tenth”?

In the past year alone the answer to all three questions is probably dozens for most people, including myself.  And these questions can be easily reworked and applied to various areas of our lives too.  The bottom line is that the draw of comfort—a common weakness of the mind—combined with lack of action, absolutely devastates our potential.  When we avoid discomfort, nothing worthwhile gets done.  And the only way to fix this predicament is daily practice.

Your mind needs to be exercised to gain strength.  It needs to be worked on a daily basis to grow.  If you haven’t pushed yourself in lots of small ways over time—if you always avoid doing the uncomfortable things—you’ll almost certainly crumble on the inevitable days that are harder than you expected.  (Again, Angel and I build small, uncomfortable daily rituals with our students in the “Goals and Growth” module of Getting Back to Happy.)

So, my challenge to you starting today is this:

Choose to go to the gym when it would be more comfortable to sleep in.  Choose to do the tenth rep when it would be more comfortable to quit at nine.  Choose to create something special when it would be more comfortable to consume something mediocre.  Choose to raise your hand and ask that extra question when it would be more comfortable to stay silent.  Choose to stand your ground when it would be more comfortable to fit in.  Just keep proving to yourself in lots of little ways, every day, that you have the guts to get up, get in the ring, and fight for the life you are capable of living.

It’s time to practice…

Just like you, Angel and I are not immune to any of the points discussed above.  None of us are above this stuff.  Sometimes we let our weak impulses get the best of us.  And it takes practice just to realize this, and then even more practice, still, to get ourselves back on track.

I sincerely hope you will practice along with us.

And if you’re feeling up to it, we would love to hear from YOU, too.

Which point mentioned above resonates with you the most today, and why?

Leave a comment below and share your thoughts.

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Recap

Well, I guess I’m writing this for the second time now :( but I guess I could include my day today...

So last week was a fairly idk stressful week, but I’m feeling much better now! Idk things got figured out and yeah, stress went away. I, also, had a pretty great weekend too. It was especially good, since it was kinda full of surprises in some ways. Nothing was really planned, and it’s kinda cool when nice things happen unexpectedly. :)

Friday, it was a crazy storm day. I was supposed to go to office hours, so I could ask for some help on my lab reports that were due Wednesday before lab. But it was legit raining way too crazy that I didn’t really wanna go. So I emailed my TA and asked if he’ll be possibly free on Tuesday. So my TA is honestly the worst TA i’ve ever had. I legit think that if I had any other ochem lab ta, I’d be doing way way better in this class. Like on the first lab report, there should be some amnesty for certain things. He legit took a point off for having fringes left on the uh lab report paper... The thing is, I’ve legit always turned in with fringes, and it never really mattered since the lab reports are passed back for the students to keep. Like okay, he want fringes off. But it’s the FIRST lab report, can he seriously not write hey no fringes next time, otherwise I’ll have to take off points. Nope, he legit just takes off points -.- like zzz, he grades ridiculously hard and his quizzes are legit way harder than any other TA’s quizzes. So it’s actually ridiculous lol... The thing that upsets me the most is he finally replied to that email I sent him Friday morning BEFORE office hours, Tuesday night... It took him a whole 5 days+ to finally reply to my email, and when he did reply it was too late lol. He was like, can you ask the questions after the lab tmrw? I was like ??? in my head, since I legit wanted office hours to get help for the lab report that was due BEFORE the lab. So I had 0 questions for after lab today lol. I still don’t know how it took him so long to reply to his emails. Like he could have checked it during his office hours, or idk even on Tuesday. Like it’s his school email too and he’s a grad student/TA. Like pretty sure he gets emails... No clue how he only checks or replys Tuesday night before my lab... -.-  Anyways, Friday was kinda idk just a day. I ended up driving home in the pouring rain, and the trip took nearly 5 hours... The drive is normally 2 hours - 2 hours and 30 minutes maybe. But it took 5 hours, because of the rain. Since cars would break down, ppl would get into accidents, and you naturally have to drive slower in the rain. But yeah, the traffic was actually insane, and I understand since it’s some heavy heavy rain. But it was really really exhausting being stuck in traffic alone in a car, stop and go, for hours... ._. I was so tired that I ate dinner and immediately knocked out after I got home. So I didn’t really do anything Friday.

But Saturday was hmhm a pretty good day actually. So I woke up late and I didn’t really do anything on Saturday. Since my friend Fyona was busy-ish on Saturday, and I didnt really make any plans with people. Then it was around 5ish and Jia randomly snapchatted me and asked me if I wanted to eat with her. So I was like yeee, and chose raising canes. She was down and drove and pick me up! It’s nice being driven, since honestly I drive my friends most of the time, and I rarely rarely get driven around :( So it was very nice of her to drive me! When she first saw me get into her car, she was like woahh Theo you lost weight! I was like yesss, I’ve been really good about my diet~ and she was really impressed like wowow. Haha, idk it’s cool when ppl notice when you put in hard work! I’ve been pretty good about my diet for weeks now and have lost weight! :D #KawaiiTheoAgain? Anyways, it was just cool talking to her and catching up on life in general. We ate at raising canes, and then went to Cafe Maji for drinks and to just hang out for a bit longer. I ordered a thai tea latte, then a bit later Jia was like ooh u ordered taro? I was like ?? nono, I ordered thai tea! She was like ooh I thought u said taro. Then the waitress brings out taro latte o.o I was like huh... I guess I did~ I suppose i was reading thai tea latte and somehow said taro outloud, which was below thai tea in the menu. But it was fine, and I finished the taro latte and it was alright. Just surprising that idk I ordered something else and didn’t even know! Uhh, idk how the convo came up exactly, but I think talking about vacations to places. She wanted to like go to Japan, or like SF trip, or idk. I was like yoo, u can just airbnb with friends and split the cost and it’s not bad. She surprisingly never heard of airbnb, so I explained and told her it’s fairly cool haha. She was like wowow, and thanked me for sharing it with her. She was like huh, you know I learn something new each time I hang out with you. I realized that it was kinda true, every time I see her, somehow she ends up like learning about something new. I think this is pretty cool actually, since idk I don’t intentionally try to do it. But I do like sharing cool facts or sharing about my hobbies/passion with ppl, and I think it’s kinda cool learning something new :D. She enjoys it lol and I realized I got my friend Brent into fashion nowadays! He’s mostly into sneakers rn, but yeahhh. Idk I like getting ppl into new things :) I guess I have a wide range of interests and hobbies that I have quite a bit to share? But anyways, she drove me home, and it was a nice idk hangout with my friend Jia. She even said she’ll make plans one of these days to drive up to SB and hang out! I was like woo :) Then I went home and kinda just read chinese novels until I late at night, since haha.

The next day was a pretty adventurous day o.o and full of idk surprises. I’m also a very weak boy :( But uh to begin, I woke up at like 10ish and was sleepy. Since I was meeting up with Fyona at 11 to do a laundromat shoot with her. She was very very rushy, and was like yoo get here at 11. Since her mom is fairly strict and doesn’t like her hanging out, so she lied and said she had to go study at 11, so I had to be there at 11. I got there at like 10:58 and she was like, oh my mom is making me help her cook, and then she had to wait for her mom to leave until she could leave. But then she still needed to do makeup and etc, so I had to wait outside alone in the parking lot for legit 50 minutes nearly T_T I mean, I didn’t mind, since I was actually just chilling on my phone and was content. But yee, I had to roast her a bit for that doe. She was like haha you could have napped or slept longer, since I didn’t even get out till 11:50. So I called her a monster for rushing me and how she was super adamant about 11 AM, only to make me wait outside alone for 50 mins. But yeee, it was silly, and then I drove us to the laundromat. But it was too crowded to shoot actually. Like Fyona and I don’t mind shooting in crowded locations. But if we shot there, it would just inconvenience ppl, and we’re not big on dat. So we decided to just do the shoot another day. So we went to go eat, and then she had a shoot schedule at 1:30ish. She asked me to come along, and it was nearby at huntington beach pier. So I went along and while we were walking around, we randomly met a popular photography iger that we both follow! I was like huh that dood kinda looks like dfreske (guy was carrying a camera too), and it turns out to be him! Wowow, we said hi and said we’re fans of his, and yeah :) it was cool. Then we met up with uh the photographer that Fyona was shooting with. The dude was hmhm alright, I think the photos came out decently well, but he was fairly quiet and didn’t do too much directing or anything, and yeah. Around this time while the shoot was on going, Catherine texted me out of the blue, and was like wutt you’re in the oc area? Are you free? I was like, oh ye, I am, and she was like oh come hang with cole + these uh 3 friends of hers. Cole is a photographer that I met through Hope and Catherine previously and he’s a pretty nice dude. But yeah, I legit haven’t talked to Catherine since like winter break lol. Uhh after the shoot was over, it was almost 3, and Fyona had to be home by 3. Fyona tried to push it back to 4, so she could come hang with Catherina and I, but she couldn’t. So I had nothing better to do, so I head over and met up with them. They already finished shooting, so we met up at a mcd and chilled. It was cole, some girl, and this guy name Adam, and Catherine ofc. Cole and the girl had to go study math not too long after, so they left. But yeah, Catherine was like, ooh we can hang at her place, so we all head over to Catherine’s place (adam, cat, and I). Adam turned out to be a pretty nice dude, he’s into streetwear a bit, and plays overwatch. They all went to the same school at Catherine, so that’s how they know each other. Catherine told me that her mom and grandma occasionally asks where I’ve been lol, since I used to go over to her house quite frequently over winter break. When we got to her house, I said hi to her grandma, and she was surprised to see me lol. Also met her mom a bit later and she was like ooh you’re back home. Idk I think it’s kinda cool that they like me? Idk why they do, since I don’t really do anything lol. But yeah :D wooo! Anyways, we hung out and watched supernatural (meh tv show) at catherine’s living room. Then we decided to head over to south coast plaza, since nothing better to do. Walked around and it was cool. Stopped by the Saint Laurent store, but I was dressed poorly and didn’t want to go in, but Adam did haha. Shortly after, all the stores were closing and it was only like 6:30, but I guess it’s a Sunday. We head over to a thrift store nearby just for fun idk. Didn’t buy anything, but Catherine randomly met up/saw one of her friends, and they were like omg. They made me take a pic of them, and I used my iphone 7 portrait mode and they were like wowow lit. The girl left, and then Catherine, Adam, and I decided to go grab boba + ice cream at some boba place in garden grove. I’ve been there before once with Calvin, and the place is okie. It was getting close to 8:30 and Catherine had to go home. I was gonna go meet up with my buddy Brent, who came to the oc area to hang out. He also was hanging out with his gf, since uh she was staying at her roommate Shannie’s place in Laguna Beach for the 3 day weekend for fun. So he figured he’ll come down to hang with me and elizabeth/shannie. So I was driving Adam and Catherine back, and Catherine’s mom told her to be home by like 8:30ish or whatever. So I was like ooh, I can drop you off first, then Adam. But she was like oh it’d be easier for u to drop off adam, and then bring me home. I didn’t really mind the order, since they’re both the same distance regardless and nearby. Adam and I insisted on dropping Catherine off home first, since she did have a curfew and didn’t wanna make her get in trouble with her mom. So when I was dropping her off, she was like, ‘you’re gonna come to my place after u drop off adam right?’ I was like ???? what in my head O_O.. Since I was gonna go have a nice dinner with buddy Brent. Then she pulled the idk sympathy/guilt trip card. She was like, ‘oh you’re leaving tomorrow, and haven’t posted snapsfromtheo in a while. also idk if i’ll be able to make it to lunch tomorrow too’. She suggested lunch the next day, before I leave. So uhh, idk ;-; i’m a weak boy and couldn’t say no after she said all that... I had to text brent and was like T_T sorry I can’t make it ahhh, and explained why. Elizabeth and brent were fine for it and encouraged me to go to cat’s house... I was like lol... But yeah, went over to her place after dropping off Adam. Honestly it wasn’t anything eventful. We sat fairly close in her living room couch, watched supernatural, and made small conversation here and there. Then it was like 11ish and I went home afterwards. Idk it was okie and not bad, but I kinda would have rather ate dinner with my buddy brent and elizabeth. But yeah, Sunday was still a pretty surprising day. Hung out with Fyona, met popular ig photographer, randomly ended up hanging out with Catherine, got guilt tripped, and didn’t hang out with Brent/Elizabeth. But had a good day nevertheless!

Monday was still a fairly interesting day as well. So I woke up, and then around like 1ish, picked up Catherine, and we decided to get ramen. I chose kitakata ramen, since she never been there before haha. There was quite a wait when we got there like 40 mins. So we decided to stop by the camp or whatever, which is nearby Kitakata. The camp is like a small food + shopping area, with a unique design. It was kinda cool to walk around, and then uh Catherine made me take another photo of her with my iPhone 7 portrait mode haha. It was kinda nice hanging out with her, and then we made it back in time before we got called to come inside kitakata. She turned out to like kitakata quite a bit, and agrees it’s better than shin sen gumi haha. While we were eating, she made an instagram post and uploaded the iphone 7 photo I took of her that day, and had a very nice caption about me... ;-; I was like nooo, don’t give me affection, I am weak boy in my head. But yeah, while we were eating, she roasted me a bit for not telling her that I was back in the oc area, but I was like I casually snapchatted it tho! She was like wowow i had to find out from Fyona’s snapchat story sad. So now I have to tell her the next time I’m heading back. I dropped her off and got a big hug, and then I headed off to pick up Fyona. For Catherine, it was definitely nice seeing her and hanging out with her again after not seeing her in a while. She oddly was super nice and made a lot of idk effort/took the initiative to hang out! I guess I’ve kinda grown out of my crush on her, and not really interested anymore. But it was nice hanging out with her as friends and would prob hang out with her again if I go home for the weekend. Fyona wanted to hang out before I left, and was free around like 2ish. But I was still with cat until 3, but fyona nice girl and waited till 3 to hang out with me. Then we went to ikea, since she wanted to. We got ikea food, sigh I ate again, and idk how or why I did. But yeah, ikea food is honestly not that bad considering the price. I’ve eaten their ice cream/hot dog before, but monday I ate their other food, and it’s not bad considering the price. It was cool walking around and chilling with Fyona, and then it was like 5 so I had to drop Fyona off, then it was time to head back to SB. I left for SB around rush hour, but surprisingly there was no traffic at all! O_O I was so surprised... Like idk why, since shouldn’t national holidays normally have more ppl free and driving around rush hour? But yeah, even when passing LA, there was no traffic and it wasn’t even raining or anything... I got back to SB fairly quickly, but I was kinda tired after the short 2 hour drive. Idk I guess I don’t go home as often as I used to, so I don’t drive long distances frequently anymore, so it kinda burns me out nowadays haha. Oh well. But got back at night, rested for a bit, then had to do my history homework and math homework, so I stayed up a bit late. It was nice sleeping in my room in SB again, since idk used to my pillow setup at SB lol.

Tuesday and Wednesday has been ughhh. So Tuesday, I slept late on monday doing homework, but I had to wake up early for my 8 am history section. It was raining as well at 8 am, so I had to go to class in the cold rain at 8 am T_T. Then after, my friend brent came over to get lunch and hang out for a bit. Then went to 4 o’clock class and got back. Then my 2nd pair of yeezys came! So there’s quite a story behind this, but I’m lazy to write it all out. But brent and i supposed to cop yeezys together during the drop. He fell asleep at like 3 am, and I did wake him up by calling him, and then he went back to sleep and asked me to get his size. I did, but I didn’t tell him I did, since Idk if he deserved it. It’s like waiting in a long concert ticket line to get concert tickets at 3 am, and your friend who’s waiting in line with you is tired and goes home and asks for u to stay up and try to get their ticket. it’s like uhhh, if I put in all this work, and you didn’t at least wait up with me/tried with me, do you deserve it still? But yeah, I ended up being nice and sold him the yeezys for retail. He was very very surprised and very grateful, and it was like a nice surprise gift. Since he did want the pair, but was sad he didn’t get it since he fell asleep. But yeah, he promised to treat me out to a lavish dinner one of these days to make it up for me and was super happy. Then he left, and Tuesday night began. I had 2 long long lab reports due the next day on Wednesday AND I had a midterm for greek myth. I didn’t really study for greek myth, since class is fairly easy, but still. I legit pulled an all nighter with my friend Kristy, and we both finally finished the two long lab reports at like 10 AM lol... So I was EXHAUSTED. I went to class to take my midterm and I think I did pretty well on it, maybe an A. But I was sleepy af and just wanted to sleep sigh... Then I stayed up and then finished up lab report completely + did prelab, and then studied for the lab quiz that’ll happen during lab. So yeah did that, went to lab, turned everything in, took quiz, and the experiment was kinda long and lame. But I’m finally free! The rest of the week isn’t too bad, besides the fact that I have to study for my math midterm on Tuesday. But ughh, I’m basically ready to pass out, since I legit haven’t slept in so long lol... Long long day, but yeah that was my kinda adventurous weekend, and long Tuesday night and Wednesday. Tomorrow should be not bad and smash tournie to go to! So woo, hopefully this weekend will be great too~