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So, I had a very strange weekend. It is now Tuesday, so I'm a little bit fuzzy about how I felt at the time, but I'll at least try to remember and explain it all.
I went to a birthday party for Blossom's boyfriend, Eric, and had an awesome time speaking English with other Americans and met a lot of new people who were quite interesting. One was a boy, Brent, who I swore was on the same flight as me in New York this past time I was flying home on New Year's Day from Boston and lo and behold, it actually was him who I saw. It occurred to me that I am usually scared of approaching people I don't know because I expect them to react coldly. This is definitely from high school and risd and nyc, but I forget that sometimes people are nice and not as guarded nor as mean as they are in nyc, risd, or my high school from the 90s. I actually remembered him from the first time I met him and he reacted so coldly when I told him I had gone to risd when we were at Koroot for Thanksgiving a year ago. Actually, he remembered that it was Thanksgiving. I remembered his strange response, "Good school..." with a kind of jealous cadence and raised eyebrows. Anyway, I found out that he had actually got to Rochester Institute and after he graduated he lived and worked in the Philipines with his friend from school and he was the art director of the company they started together. He was curious what I had majored in and was surprised or something, not sure what his reaction was really, when I told him that I had actually done fashion. We did talk about burn out and I did talk about being interested in motion graphics and illustration and painting more these days. He agreed about burn out and confessed that was how he ended up in Korea besides the adoptee thing. He was actually much nicer than I expected him to be.
I also had a funny conversation with Blossom, Julie and Lee, as always. Julie actually found me to be quite funny and I forgot that I'm funny and that Blossom, Lee and Julie bring this out of me. Compared to Chris and some other risd friends I'm not that funny, but with Julie I was on fire. As Chris would say.
So, the strangest thing about my night was bumping into a crying Annie in the middle of the street in Hongdae while I was with Blossom and other friends.
I went to a birthday party for Blossom's boyfriend, Eric, and had an awesome time speaking English with other Americans and met a lot of new people who were quite interesting. One was a boy, Brent, who I swore was on the same flight as me in New York this past time I was flying home on New Year's Day from Boston and lo and behold, it actually was him who I saw. It occurred to me that I am usually scared of approaching people I don't know because I expect them to react coldly. This is definitely from high school and risd and nyc, but I forget that sometimes people are nice and not as guarded nor as mean as they are in nyc, risd, or my high school from the 90s. I actually remembered him from the first time I met him and he reacted so coldly when I told him I had gone to risd when we were at Koroot for Thanksgiving a year ago. Actually, he remembered that it was Thanksgiving. I remembered his strange response, "Good school..." with a kind of jealous cadence and raised eyebrows. Anyway, I found out that he had actually got to Rochester Institute and after he graduated he lived and worked in the Philipines with his friend from school and he was the art director of the company they started together. He was curious what I had majored in and was surprised or something, not sure what his reaction was really, when I told him that I had actually done fashion. We did talk about burn out and I did talk about being interested in motion graphics and illustration and painting more these days. He agreed about burn out and confessed that was how he ended up in Korea besides the adoptee thing. He was actually much nicer than I expected him to be.
I also had a funny conversation with Blossom, Julie and Lee, as always. Julie actually found me to be quite funny and I forgot that I'm funny and that Blossom, Lee and Julie bring this out of me. Compared to Chris and some other risd friends I'm not that funny, but with Julie I was on fire. As Chris would say.
So, the strangest thing about my night was bumping into a crying Annie in the middle of the street in Hongdae while I was with Blossom and other friends.