this caught my eye cause it's so different from korean music right now. actually in the song they're complaining about the lack of creativity and individuality in the korean youth today. i totally agree with them. she calls on the youth to not fear the world and to not be stuck in the same type of cycle that all koreans go through. i think i'm just happy that i know that at least some minority is speaking against the bland uniformity in korean culture right now

lets talk tangible AGAIN

there is something so empowering in making furniture.

well.. more like assembling assorted pieces of wood (pre-made for your hands) accompanied with a handy manual decorated with stick figures and exclamation marks.
nevertheless i am proud of my work. i am thankful that IKEA gave me the chance to see what my hands, what my frail short (hairy) fingers can do.
the "assembly" requires only a screwdriver and some occasional hammerings.
the best part of this assembling process is when the one that wields the tool slowly becomes frustrated... the holes do not match up, the screw for some reason refuses to be subservient, and the right palm turns red from excessive friction. and i guess the bestest part is when the process comes to the end. the "builder"/ "assembler" will ALWAYS take a moment to stand 4 feet away from the product to absorb the sense of accomplishment AHHHH
don't you think we all lack that visual evidence of our accomplishments... the TANGIBLE proof of our abilities?


thank you ikea youre genius

random thought

i've been feeling the need to blog even without a topic to expand upon i keep finding myself wanting to record the most trivial events so i decided to keep a giant journal/ scrapbook. it'll be the epitome of my entire however many years to come AND it can serve as a self-reflection tool. this counts as a type of journal too actually. don't you think we're relying on intangible sources of memory nowadays? everypicture can simply be a file on your computer, and these convenient devices are prone to destruction or harmful things that can obliterate everything they contain. same with music... if i just lose one object that rids of thousands of songs collected with massive consideration.
maybe i should purchase a cd player and invest in cd collection..

i'm in the midst of deafening noise.
sounds of rapid running water on the right of my ear
a young voice mimicking the fluid notes of a jazzy tune in the back of my head
sounds of laughter, brush brush brush
more laughter more running water. more notes at legato flowing down my spine
it's almost irritating
but today i refrain
these are sounds resonant off the walls i have built with my own dusty hands
these are sounds... that ricochet towards the destructible part in me
running water with its tone changing with the touch of our palms
in the midst of deafening, irritating noise
i am content

my mother came today.

it is quite strange you would aquire such intensity in

mushrooms explosion
string and hazy seaside at the seatides
dooooooooooong, the clock hits 2:30
"how come it only went dong?!"
"it's 2:30, isn't that random?" "it;s so weird." " whats wrong with the clock?" "omg"
dashing, dashing dashing for the finish line
through the snow, lovely love love love
I don't do it for love
crocodiles resting in the mud
like sun and moon
even time is tripping in the presence of mushroom explosions set in passing time
so, seaside and seatides
goes doooooong
It's almost time