It's been a while since my last post, but I have been rather busy with jetlag and all. So anyway, I'm back in America and sadly, everything's the same. Everyone needs to go on a diet, everything is way to expensive, and everywhere is super grimy. Basically it's all a piece of shit. Moreover, the people are just so thick. But I can't blame the individual ruh-tards; instead, I blame the overall school system. I hate to sound like a whiny activist but it's true. People just aren't educated enough to live healthily and effeciently. From the minute I landed at JFK and half of India offered an overpriced cab ride, I realized that America was like one special-ed country. The roads are extra-wide because noone can drive, they have people helping out at self-service gas stations and check-out lines, and everyone speaks in short sentences like a five-year-old. This is not to say that I hate America because there are obviously many benefits of living here. But compared to Seoul, America is far less effecient and downright frustrating.
Song of the Day: Imagination (feat. Nas, 2Pac, David James) by Fly Gypsy
Pet Peeve: Condescending people should all live together on a deserted island.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
T-Minus 2 Days Until Blueprint 3
A peak at Jay-Z's new album Blueprint 3 (coming September 8th):
Empire State of Mind (ft. Alicia Keys) by Jay-Z
Jay-Z wins at life
And the chorus is sex
Empire State of Mind (ft. Alicia Keys) by Jay-Z
Jay-Z wins at life
And the chorus is sex
William Blake (1757-1827)
Like most great poets, William Blake was highly unrecognized during his lifetime. Originally he was a painter focusing primarily on themes of resurrection and Christianity. Later in his life, inspired by the French and American Revolutions, Blake began writing poetry. Today, both his paintings and his poems have become the hallmarks of romanticism during his time. Here are my personal favorites.
"If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt,
they'd immediately go out."
"To see the world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."
Song of the Day: Push the Envelope by The Asteroids Galaxy Tour
Daily Pet Peeve: People who stare should stick their face into a toaster and get a life.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Everybody Does It
Yes it's true. Today, it's not doing drugs that makes you cool; it's who you do them with. For example you can smoke all the crack you want but if you live in a gas station bathroom working a glory hole for a living then you just aren't cool. But if you're toking up in the Weezy Tour Bus, well that's a different story. Now if you're part of the minority that hasn't tried drugs, this may help you out:
"Drugs may be the road to nowhere, but at least they're the scenic route."
-Unknown
Song of the Day: Rebellion (Lies) by Arcade Fire
Daily Pet Peeve: People who try to seem cool by constantly hinting at their drug use should stick to snorting Tylenol.
"Drugs may be the road to nowhere, but at least they're the scenic route."
-Unknown
Song of the Day: Rebellion (Lies) by Arcade Fire
Daily Pet Peeve: People who try to seem cool by constantly hinting at their drug use should stick to snorting Tylenol.
Friday, September 4, 2009
That Would be Spelled "Gigolo" - Eugene
So my first blog post. Exciting.
Here's a dilemma: do I sleep now and read and watch movies on the plane, or do I stay up all night doing nothing and sleep on the plane?
If any of you have flown long distance in the morning you'll know that this question has no answer that everyone will agree on. It's a more complex version of its close cousin, the "should I just pull an all-nighter through classes tomorrow, or should I get an hour or two of sleep?", because there's another factor at play: jet lag.
Jet lag is a bitch, and like all bitches, it's complicated. In one sense it's like religion: experienced fliers will try to give you their own ideas for overcoming it, like caffeine loading once you get tired and taking a nice, big sleeping pill when you think you should be sleeping, and they expect that their way--and only their way, mind you--will take you to the salvation of your new time zone. In another sense it's like a canker sore: the more you tongue it and try to make it better, the more you'll notice it and suffer.
The only good part about jet lag might be the half-awake state it puts you in constantly for the first few days in a new time zone. When, for instance, I wake up at 3 AM the day after I get back, I feel no less tired (nor more energetic, I suppose) than I did the evening before, when I fell asleep at the Puritanical time of 6 PM. Instead, I'm stuck in an unproductive limbo, incapable of performing anything enjoyably or effectively. So here's where I digress from the original question and post some good games to play while jet lagged (best done with a travel partner):
Staring Contests: Classic, and hysterical for an outsider to watch, because two jetlagged people gazing into each others eyes for an extended period will soon forget what they were doing, and an awkward sexual tension will arise once traveler A mentions how he'd never noticed how gorgeous the green in traveler B's eyes was.
Writing a Journal: Personally I think a person's subconscience really comes out when they're jetlagged, much like when a person's drunk, making this the perfect opportunity to make someone's thoughts permanent by writing them down. Through this method I've learned that my love for Mentos candy is indeed true love, my relationship with Andrew is only based on his looks, and I have a deep suspicion of anyone who wears sequins too often. Wtf am I talking about?
Go Fish(ing): Seriously, I did this once in New Zealand with my great uncle. It's fucking awesome.
But back to my original question, should I stay up now that it's nearly 2:30 AM, or jsut go to bed? Well from my experience recovery from jetlag can't be sped up by any means. Forcing yourself to stay awake til midnight one night doesn't mean you won't be coming to bed at 7 PM the next day. Instead, the best you can do is just sleep through the plane ride and make the transition as fast as possible. That said, it looks like I'll be staying up tonight.
Jet lag is like a bitch in another sense: dealing with it is all about waiting.
Here's a dilemma: do I sleep now and read and watch movies on the plane, or do I stay up all night doing nothing and sleep on the plane?
If any of you have flown long distance in the morning you'll know that this question has no answer that everyone will agree on. It's a more complex version of its close cousin, the "should I just pull an all-nighter through classes tomorrow, or should I get an hour or two of sleep?", because there's another factor at play: jet lag.
Jet lag is a bitch, and like all bitches, it's complicated. In one sense it's like religion: experienced fliers will try to give you their own ideas for overcoming it, like caffeine loading once you get tired and taking a nice, big sleeping pill when you think you should be sleeping, and they expect that their way--and only their way, mind you--will take you to the salvation of your new time zone. In another sense it's like a canker sore: the more you tongue it and try to make it better, the more you'll notice it and suffer.
The only good part about jet lag might be the half-awake state it puts you in constantly for the first few days in a new time zone. When, for instance, I wake up at 3 AM the day after I get back, I feel no less tired (nor more energetic, I suppose) than I did the evening before, when I fell asleep at the Puritanical time of 6 PM. Instead, I'm stuck in an unproductive limbo, incapable of performing anything enjoyably or effectively. So here's where I digress from the original question and post some good games to play while jet lagged (best done with a travel partner):
Staring Contests: Classic, and hysterical for an outsider to watch, because two jetlagged people gazing into each others eyes for an extended period will soon forget what they were doing, and an awkward sexual tension will arise once traveler A mentions how he'd never noticed how gorgeous the green in traveler B's eyes was.
Writing a Journal: Personally I think a person's subconscience really comes out when they're jetlagged, much like when a person's drunk, making this the perfect opportunity to make someone's thoughts permanent by writing them down. Through this method I've learned that my love for Mentos candy is indeed true love, my relationship with Andrew is only based on his looks, and I have a deep suspicion of anyone who wears sequins too often. Wtf am I talking about?
Go Fish(ing): Seriously, I did this once in New Zealand with my great uncle. It's fucking awesome.
But back to my original question, should I stay up now that it's nearly 2:30 AM, or jsut go to bed? Well from my experience recovery from jetlag can't be sped up by any means. Forcing yourself to stay awake til midnight one night doesn't mean you won't be coming to bed at 7 PM the next day. Instead, the best you can do is just sleep through the plane ride and make the transition as fast as possible. That said, it looks like I'll be staying up tonight.
Jet lag is like a bitch in another sense: dealing with it is all about waiting.
Beer, Fights, and Breakfast at Tiffany's
In the interest of maintaining my masculinity I had to title this post as such. But admittedly, it's just about Breakfast at Tiffany's. I first saw the movie on Korean Air on my way to Korea. Normally I wouldn't stray to the 'Classical Movies' section but a senior (Hank Williams, you'd be lucky to meet him) had spent the past year raving about Audrey Hepburn who I had never heard of before so I had to check her out. Anyway, the movie was playing on television last night so I thought I'd pay a tribute to it and Audrey Hepburn.
The movie itself is truly one of those 'must-sees.' It isn't something to watch for the plot but more for main character: Holly Golightly. Played by Audrey Hepburn, Holly Golightly epitomizes New York City class in the 60's. From her cigarettes to her classic black dress, Holly Golightly simply iconic. Ironically, Holly Golightly reveals authenticity through phony demeanor. It's difficult to understand without watching the movie and even during the movie but in the end everthing is realised.
*People who overuse the phrase 'no homo' should stop bringing attention to themselves. That said, no homo to this entire post.
The movie itself is truly one of those 'must-sees.' It isn't something to watch for the plot but more for main character: Holly Golightly. Played by Audrey Hepburn, Holly Golightly epitomizes New York City class in the 60's. From her cigarettes to her classic black dress, Holly Golightly simply iconic. Ironically, Holly Golightly reveals authenticity through phony demeanor. It's difficult to understand without watching the movie and even during the movie but in the end everthing is realised.
*People who overuse the phrase 'no homo' should stop bringing attention to themselves. That said, no homo to this entire post.
Euginer the Miner
So from time to time you may read something that's way over your head or just plain dumb. Please note that Eugene Chong Groton '10 Part-Time Jigalo will be contributing to Love.Text.Magic from time to time. Here's the beautiful Eugina himself having the I-want-to-get-into-college-so-I'll-visit-the-Africans experience:
Song of the Day: You Make My Dreams Come True by Hall & Oates
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