The first day I arrived I went to the Fillmore with my aunt and her friend and ate tacos and burritos mostly but then also saw Ben Harper. If you know me you know I do not like this but it was nostalgic I guess? Muchmusic played the shit out of that one video which I just tried to find and it took too long/my ears hated it. The Fillmore is a very nice place and many great artists have played there, Here are some photos.
I went to see this band in Oakland. I am not as big a fan as some but the sound was nice. Most people there all knew each other so that was awkward. This picture is not the best cause I am short.
The next day I went for breakfast, a hike, to Target then ate a burrito. The activities were nice however the overall mood was incredibly heartbreaking. This also marks the last time I will probably ever see Brian Lau.
I watched a lot of TV at some point and the drought is very serious apparently then I saw this. It's only rained once since I have been here. I feel like this is one of those things everyone will ignore until it's too late.
Then I got heavy into research. Rediscovered all of my actual interests and some of my sense of humour. I have like 2 years to catch up on so that's a heavy task. Also sorting out school etc. looking for the best deal on cars blah blah blah. During this time I found out there would be a robot festival! It was actually pretty disappointing like check out this bionic man suit...mhennnn. There were also these tiny robot things that make me think that the movie transcendence is not that far off.
Then I found fucking R2-D2...
Then I realized this guy is fucking paralyzed from the waist down. He was just standing around and walking in a straight line. He can't turn yet BUT STILL! The future!
Then I took a REALLY long bus ride to the city for an art exhibition but this was the most exciting thing I saw. I also finished a book.
I went vintage shopping a fair amount of times and got some great shit for a great price. I think I wanna get more into shoulder pads.
I have also been taking daily walks or runs.
This week I went to the botanical gardens because it was free. I also drove myself to the city for the first time via the freeway. I don't drive often so this is exciting. I got really into it. I actually caught myself smiling and was like whoa oh yeah this is how it is to feel nice.
These look so weird!
These smell so nice!
Cool look!
So majestic!
These are everywhere here!
So weird!
I like the lighting here!
Clearly I also learned how to use my camera during this outing. Later I had a drink with my aunt and met Heather who is the best and is the bartender she introduced me to this very interesting section of the paper where they just report 911 calls?
I wanted to make a cool joke where I pretended 3:41 was me but it says himself so... I can't.
I also specifically walked 1.5 hours to this Mexican food store to try to find these candies I really like, I didn't bring money to buy them though? They have them but more importantly their stock boy is killing it. Give him a raise.
I have a huge blister and sunburn as a result of this outing. Saw several small lizards today and I liked it. I'm going to try to volunteer to see more animals or plants cause apparently I really like it. JK I knew I just forgot for a bit.
I appreciate I'm pretty jovial about all of this but the internet is primarily for LOLs. However if you hate those you can read below...
It's been three weeks now. If you are wondering why I am here (lots of people have asked) I had no job or home and my aunt will house me for free. I even have an actual bed here! A room too! So why not? Also I lost my fucking mind and it only would have spun more out of control had I stayed.
I spent the first week having some sort of mental break down. Still so stressed, vulnerable and emotionally convoluted. The lack of food and having to break someone's heart repeatedly had me severely depressed for a couple days.
The second week crying and mourning the loss of a future I had convinced myself I wanted. Turns out mhennnnnnnnnnnnnnn! If I really wanted to move here ever I can cause of my aunt so really whatever but even still.
The third putting myself back together and being a little horrified with how out of touch with myself I am/was. I haven't been happy or confident since I left Seoul and that's fucked.
Some things I would like to celebrate: not making a terrible mistake that would ruin 2+ lives, reconnecting with long lost pals, and looking at the close future and being genuinely optimistic.
Mostly I feel fine now hence the blog post. k bye.
