Oct 09, 2006 17:01
Well, lately things have been awkward to say the least. Boys have been absolutely crazy, the ones I would want don't want me, and everyone else is trying to pick me up. WTF? I'm not sure about anything with guys lately, please don't read this and misinterpret. This will be the one post that every guy I know reads and gets mad at me for this part. I can't help their reactions, just don't get me wrong. You guys have no idea.
There is a cinnamon drink in my purse waiting for oppa, since I don't like them but I remember he does (a little, at least...I thought he liked them) and when I was in K-town a while back I got him one, since he's being awfully nice to me. I kinda wish I could've had him give me a ride home the other night, but I had other plans and it would have ended badly to stab people like that in the back.
I have a bracelet that I am probably keeping for much longer, since certain people have phone issues where they can't answer theirs or return calls on time. My bracelet is very expensive, very worn after 4 years of daily use, and very boy-smelling. I don't care, he wears the same cologne oppa used to, which I have a small sample vial of in my room because it makes me happy.
I have to watch 3-Iron/Empty House/Bin Jip because it looks so romantic. Google it, and you'll see.
And Phone, Booth, Address Unknown, Sympathy for Lady Vengeance, Addiction, Audition, The Isle ('Som'), and a few others. Blockbuster's Asian film section has expanded muchly, to my utter squee-ness. I was walking through the other day and I kept squeaking. Especially since they also have Cello. And Chromartie High (which I heard was funny). And Nihon no Kwaidan! Wow, impressive.
But the thing that started this post was the fact that I was in Steve's car, we had Interpol playing. I wanted to know the lyrics, so I opened the little booklet, and when an inner packet fell out, I was just reading for a few seconds. In Korean. I was kinda scared, mostly because I thought I must be going crazy to imagine Korean text, but blinking didn't help. It was still there. They had the English lyrics, with the Korean right next to it, and I was happy to find that I could understand more than I thought. Actually, I could read enough to know that the lyrics translate almost the same between the languages, which is pretty cool since they make no sense in English already!
But I had been reading the "Thanks" page, and I actually just read it in my head without realizing it was another language and text structure...so I'm getting better at Korean if I can just transition like that into it! So happy. Want to be fluent. It would be great if I had the internet at home, cause then I could talk to people in Korea or something, to get better. Chat room kinda thing, I remember doing that years ago in romaji Japanese. But I would do it in real Hangul if I got the chance, to get better even faster!
I finally found the lyrics to this song, which I had thought was another Young Turks Club one, but it turned out to be of all things DJ DOC. Really sad, it's actually talking with verses of semi-rap in between (more like rhythmic talking)...the title means "Her Eyelashes are Long" and sometimes that reminds me of how oppa used to marvel at how long my eyelashes were, how deep the eye cavity. And then I wonder why a Korean group would sing about a girl with long eyelashes (is she western?) and it intrigues me. But iono, the song is addictive.
Kim Bum Soo's "Garyuhjin Shigan Sairo" is also heartbreakingly pretty and sad. I can understand a bit of it, and it's nice. Damn un-fluency! But nice songs.
The DBSK album kinda let me down, not enough variety, all ballads except the one song I bought it for. At least it's good crying music, ne?
Okay, enough OCD about the Koreans.
steve,
korea,
korean,
music,
peter