And another Christmas
Christmas has been feeling less and less festive as I've grown older. Part of it has to do with the fact my parents no longer put up a tree or lights, which is unfortunate because I love Christmas lights (well I guess I just love lights in general) but then I am also too incredibly lazy to do it myself. Maybe once I move out I'll have a greater motivation to decorate my "own" place. Christmas used to be my favorite holiday, but I guess everything becomes a little less magical as you grow older =( It didn't feel like Christmas at all this year, especially with the strange weather we've been having. But we watched Love Actually today and that definitely made it feel more Christmas-y. I forgot how much I love that movie.
I had hot pot with San tonight and we had a nice long talk about a variety of things-life, careers, boys, travels, memories, etc...I guess that's what prompted this entry. We were both saying how we should write more. It's obviously not an easy task and it's really too time consuming sometimes, but so many things are too easily forgotten. I really enjoyed our conversation and it made me realized that even though I've spent a lot more time with my coworkers during this past year, it's a very different type of friendship. I really enjoy hanging out with them and we have tons of fun together, but we hardly have any serious talks with each other. It's actually just a lot of drinking and a lot of gossip and a lot of complaining. I miss these talks, taking the time to reflect on life with someone, to gain reassurance that other people are just as lost and confuse about life. You would think that growing older would change that, but it really didn't. Even as you gain direction with certain aspects, there's stil a lot of unknowns, and while that isn't necessarily a bad thing, it's still somewhat frightening.
When I see Keri and her friends, they seem like they have everything figured out already. Good careers, extremely stable relationships, life directions...I think I'm slowly getting there with certain things in my life, but it's definitely nice to acknowledge and accept that uncertainty with someone.
Anyway, one thing I mentioned to San was that I would at least try to record the funny things that happen because those are always great memories to have. So here's one. Last weekend, I went to New York to look at apartments. That part was rather unsuccessful (studios are either ugly and expensive or nice and what-the-fuck expensive) and my main takeaway was that I really need to find a roommate. I really hope I find one or else I don't know how I am going to sustain my current eating habits.
Anyway, we went out Saturday night and at one point, there were six of us left trying to hail a cab. After being turned down multiple times, a black car eventually agreed to pick us up. Our driver was absolutely hilarious. He said hello to us in Korean and when we responded we weren't Korean, he asked us what we were. Tommy responded with "we're the ni hao kind" hahaha. He started talking about how this winter has been too warm and it's bad business. His favorite type of weather is when it's raining and sleeting and extremely cold with the water freezing in your hair haha. He then talked about how he was from Morocco and "our people" dig tunnels in his country-we're apparently very talented diggers. He then proceeded to talk about how the Chinese ruined the US economy hahaha. It was a really educational cab ride. Now that we know if all else fails, we can always go dig tunnels in Morocco.
Okay, that's all for now. I should have more time to write when I'm bumming at the random boy's house for those few days (hmm yeah, more about that later).
I had hot pot with San tonight and we had a nice long talk about a variety of things-life, careers, boys, travels, memories, etc...I guess that's what prompted this entry. We were both saying how we should write more. It's obviously not an easy task and it's really too time consuming sometimes, but so many things are too easily forgotten. I really enjoyed our conversation and it made me realized that even though I've spent a lot more time with my coworkers during this past year, it's a very different type of friendship. I really enjoy hanging out with them and we have tons of fun together, but we hardly have any serious talks with each other. It's actually just a lot of drinking and a lot of gossip and a lot of complaining. I miss these talks, taking the time to reflect on life with someone, to gain reassurance that other people are just as lost and confuse about life. You would think that growing older would change that, but it really didn't. Even as you gain direction with certain aspects, there's stil a lot of unknowns, and while that isn't necessarily a bad thing, it's still somewhat frightening.
When I see Keri and her friends, they seem like they have everything figured out already. Good careers, extremely stable relationships, life directions...I think I'm slowly getting there with certain things in my life, but it's definitely nice to acknowledge and accept that uncertainty with someone.
Anyway, one thing I mentioned to San was that I would at least try to record the funny things that happen because those are always great memories to have. So here's one. Last weekend, I went to New York to look at apartments. That part was rather unsuccessful (studios are either ugly and expensive or nice and what-the-fuck expensive) and my main takeaway was that I really need to find a roommate. I really hope I find one or else I don't know how I am going to sustain my current eating habits.
Anyway, we went out Saturday night and at one point, there were six of us left trying to hail a cab. After being turned down multiple times, a black car eventually agreed to pick us up. Our driver was absolutely hilarious. He said hello to us in Korean and when we responded we weren't Korean, he asked us what we were. Tommy responded with "we're the ni hao kind" hahaha. He started talking about how this winter has been too warm and it's bad business. His favorite type of weather is when it's raining and sleeting and extremely cold with the water freezing in your hair haha. He then talked about how he was from Morocco and "our people" dig tunnels in his country-we're apparently very talented diggers. He then proceeded to talk about how the Chinese ruined the US economy hahaha. It was a really educational cab ride. Now that we know if all else fails, we can always go dig tunnels in Morocco.
Okay, that's all for now. I should have more time to write when I'm bumming at the random boy's house for those few days (hmm yeah, more about that later).