Korail

The thing about old people on the subway is I’m never going to not smile at them.  And when this adorable Korean gramma is falling asleep beside me and keeps adjusting herself so she won’t fall into me, I just want to put my arm around her and tell her everything will be okay.

But the only useful phrase I know in Korean is “I don’t speak Korean” and besides I have a feeling this might be a somewhat impolite thing to do.
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This is the view from my apartment :

I’m double-posting on here and my tumblr. Oh well.

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LoveLife

And If she has the nerve to let me
dump a couple last words
I’ma turn to the earth and scream,
“Love Your Life”

Love your life, quite cliche, but I guess that’s me
a ball of pop culture with some arms and feet

-Slug

I want a lovelife tattoo.  More than that, I want a tattoo of my Korean name, 별(it means star), really REALLY tiny, not sure where yet.  I should probably get it done in Korea this summer.

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So a while ago, I was at a party and I was feeling kinda down, and I turned to this random stranger and I said, “I’m sad”.

This is what he told me,

“I think you’ll find that the world is a beautiful place”

I’ve never seen him again, I don’t even remember what he looks like, except that I’m pretty sure he was from India.

So, whoever you are this is a thank you.  In case we never run into each other again, I figured it should be on record somewhere.  That was exactly what I needed.  Thanks for not hitting on me, flattering me, or using fakery of any sort.  The world needs more of you.

All systems go, sun hasn’t died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive

-Imagine Dragons, Radioactive