Nihon jin jannai yo!
I've just started watching this drama series called Kurosagi on the net and omg the lead is so godamn pretty it's almost criminal.
Anyway, the new year is about to start for all of us angpow eyeing, pineapple tart stuffing peeps. It's the Ox year I believe?? which means my grandfather would have been 80 if he were still around. I wonder if he would have approved of my life right now.
If was a pretty dumb blur kid. I remember walking up to my grandfather who was a chain smoker, and grabbed a cig from his fingers and stubbed it right out in front of him. On hindsight it was rude, and I would never have done it if I wasn't egged on by relatives who told me smoking was bad for ah gong. And now years later, I would be a social smoker, and a hardcore alcoholic. Would I have a nosy bratty grandson who would tell me drinking is bad for my liver years in the future?
I had so many things to write about, but then I realised they're a tad too melancholic. In any case, I seem to have forgotten a bulk of what I wanted to blog after the second shot of whiskey.
I just finished watching this series about a lady in her late 20s who's described as a himono onna, as in a lady who is dried up and shrivelled. She hangs around at home in jerseys all day, sleeping or watching TV and eating convenient food. Basically she's a woman who has let go of herself, and her only source of enjoyment is lazying around and drinking a good beer. There was this one time when she was supposed to go for a date, but after a brief conversation about beer, she absent-mindedly forgot she was heading to a date, and instead changed her focus to a good can of beer at home.
Am I like that? O_o
Anyway, the new year is about to start for all of us angpow eyeing, pineapple tart stuffing peeps. It's the Ox year I believe?? which means my grandfather would have been 80 if he were still around. I wonder if he would have approved of my life right now.
If was a pretty dumb blur kid. I remember walking up to my grandfather who was a chain smoker, and grabbed a cig from his fingers and stubbed it right out in front of him. On hindsight it was rude, and I would never have done it if I wasn't egged on by relatives who told me smoking was bad for ah gong. And now years later, I would be a social smoker, and a hardcore alcoholic. Would I have a nosy bratty grandson who would tell me drinking is bad for my liver years in the future?
I had so many things to write about, but then I realised they're a tad too melancholic. In any case, I seem to have forgotten a bulk of what I wanted to blog after the second shot of whiskey.
I just finished watching this series about a lady in her late 20s who's described as a himono onna, as in a lady who is dried up and shrivelled. She hangs around at home in jerseys all day, sleeping or watching TV and eating convenient food. Basically she's a woman who has let go of herself, and her only source of enjoyment is lazying around and drinking a good beer. There was this one time when she was supposed to go for a date, but after a brief conversation about beer, she absent-mindedly forgot she was heading to a date, and instead changed her focus to a good can of beer at home.
Am I like that? O_o