A definition of self.
Because nearly all my public posts are either 1. Fandom related informational posts, or 2. From approximately 2006, I've decided an up-to-date public post is in order.
I am 23. I have a cat named Nola. I live alone; the rest of my family live in Washington State in the US. I now live in Bundang, South Korea. I currently teach English at a small hagwon; some days, it's the best job ever, and other days it's the worst. I'm still learning.
I love languages: I read French at a near-fluent level, speak Japanese at a fairly smooth conversational level (but can't read worth a damn) and have a very, very basic grasp of Korean. I'm studying Korean on my own now after taking half a term at Hanyang University.
I am diagnosed Manic Depressive, meaning some days I am completely nuts, and other days I am an utter hermit. I also have a pretty severe panic disorder, although an exact diagnosis is currently unknown. I seem to be on a good mix of medication now! I do make posts when I am at pretty much every mood, so this journal is a definite reflection of my spectrum.
I am the first to admit that I've said and done some stupid things in my life. I wouldn't necessarily take them back, because honestly, I learned from them. I grew from them. Who I was 3 or 4 years ago is similar to who I am now, but now I'm a lot more mellow. I upset some people back then, and a lot of them still dislike me for it. I can't say that I'm precisely sorry for upsetting them, but I can say it wasn't my intention. I don't go out of my way to piss people off; but part of being human is, in fact, exactly that. So I apologize for being a snot at times, but hey. I challenge anyone to say they never did stupid shit when they were 17.
In the past four years, I have learned several things: patience (which was hard,) modesty (which was harder,) and that unless I really, really, really have to, it's usually best to just shake my head and scroll on by. Sometimes I forget these; I'm a work in progress.
If you friend me, I would hope that you're here not just for fandom flail, or not just to make that number on your "mutual friends" list get a little bit bigger. I'd like to think you're here for me, and for the things I have to say here. If you're not, well. Whatever you think is best for you.
If I friend you back, know that I am reading. I may not comment (I'm pretty terrible at commenting, really) but I'm reading. I'm listening. I friended you because I wanted to know you a little bit better.
This post is public because I want people to understand that people change. People grow up. People make mistakes. This journal is a record of how I've grown from a very angry 15 year old, to a very lonely 16 year old, to a very anxious 17 year old, to a very volatile 18 year old, to a very awkward 19 year old, to a very proud 20 year old, a more self-aware 21 year old, and a fresh 22 year old. I am changed by every single person who reads or comments or engages with me, and I thank you all for it.
これからもよろしくお願いします。
I am 23. I have a cat named Nola. I live alone; the rest of my family live in Washington State in the US. I now live in Bundang, South Korea. I currently teach English at a small hagwon; some days, it's the best job ever, and other days it's the worst. I'm still learning.
I love languages: I read French at a near-fluent level, speak Japanese at a fairly smooth conversational level (but can't read worth a damn) and have a very, very basic grasp of Korean. I'm studying Korean on my own now after taking half a term at Hanyang University.
I am diagnosed Manic Depressive, meaning some days I am completely nuts, and other days I am an utter hermit. I also have a pretty severe panic disorder, although an exact diagnosis is currently unknown. I seem to be on a good mix of medication now! I do make posts when I am at pretty much every mood, so this journal is a definite reflection of my spectrum.
I am the first to admit that I've said and done some stupid things in my life. I wouldn't necessarily take them back, because honestly, I learned from them. I grew from them. Who I was 3 or 4 years ago is similar to who I am now, but now I'm a lot more mellow. I upset some people back then, and a lot of them still dislike me for it. I can't say that I'm precisely sorry for upsetting them, but I can say it wasn't my intention. I don't go out of my way to piss people off; but part of being human is, in fact, exactly that. So I apologize for being a snot at times, but hey. I challenge anyone to say they never did stupid shit when they were 17.
In the past four years, I have learned several things: patience (which was hard,) modesty (which was harder,) and that unless I really, really, really have to, it's usually best to just shake my head and scroll on by. Sometimes I forget these; I'm a work in progress.
If you friend me, I would hope that you're here not just for fandom flail, or not just to make that number on your "mutual friends" list get a little bit bigger. I'd like to think you're here for me, and for the things I have to say here. If you're not, well. Whatever you think is best for you.
If I friend you back, know that I am reading. I may not comment (I'm pretty terrible at commenting, really) but I'm reading. I'm listening. I friended you because I wanted to know you a little bit better.
This post is public because I want people to understand that people change. People grow up. People make mistakes. This journal is a record of how I've grown from a very angry 15 year old, to a very lonely 16 year old, to a very anxious 17 year old, to a very volatile 18 year old, to a very awkward 19 year old, to a very proud 20 year old, a more self-aware 21 year old, and a fresh 22 year old. I am changed by every single person who reads or comments or engages with me, and I thank you all for it.
これからもよろしくお願いします。