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Icky Icky Slimy

view from my studio window

you knew it’s coming. inevitably. yeah, mucus everywhere..bwahahahahaha *cough*

i mean, seriously?just last week i thought I’d had sinusitis.

my body works in a weird way. when i forced it to go out, everything was forgotten. this rotten body just forgot that it was battling some rambling disease. oh no your highness, please let yourself out, i know you need it. it’s ok, cos everything will be POSTPONED.

now it’s not that cold yet, i mean, yeah cold enough to keep me stay in the warmth of ondol, but not that deadly cold i’m pretty sure we’ll encounter in the near future. but i can hardly breath even inside the room, under the duvet, with socks on. i have to breath thru my mouth, so now you can imagine this: me spewing magical words on this amazing blog typing seriously while opening my mouth to keep the oxygen flows to my brain and sipping cold green tea once in a while, sucking the mucus in cos i’m just too lazy like that to even go to the bathroom and blow my nose. oh yes i’m so very seksi.

and this is just 2 days before our trip to DMZ.

damn. i was planning not to go initially when i found out about the trip, remembering how boring flat ohshootmethissucksjustgimmethecashoready unmemorable the previous trips we had. or was it me just being anti-social? anywhoo, can’t say both were pleasant journeys. and DMZ?been there, went down the cave, saw the border. the only thing awesome enough was when i saw a pair of birds mating in the air at the observation tower.

(wonder how many strands of christian’s hair i have beneath the keyboard. just found one. again.  kinda hard to forget someone if their hair keeps popping up on your keyboard, ya know)

but so yeah, the DMZ trip. I thought staying at home any longer might kill me and told everyone (who’s willing to listen) that I’m in. so you know what, flu? I’m going. I’m freaking going to the DMZ, looking for the mating birds again.

maybe it was an international pair of birds, who knows? maybe those birds were the only mixed couple from the north and south can have coitus freely. like, without kim jong il fiddling around their sex life in his safari. which i heard is a trend these days in pyongyang. the safari. not him fiddling around. that’s been a trend since 1994.

very fashion-forward. i can totally see him as a trendsetter.


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So how much do i have to pay?

don’t you just hate it when it’s time to open your wallet and shove that card or cash to the cashier?and what i hate more is when you pay using credit card, you feel bad twice. the second one of course would be by the time you get the bill.

I’m paying now. the bill has come and now is the time for me to pay. daaaaaannggg. no, im not talking about money. even tho, yes, my electric and gas bills are overdue. again. 😦 whose idea was that for me to live alone?im not ready for this taking care of a household thing.
so despite the euphoria, placebo effect of 2 days of drinking binge, everything is asking for its toll. and oh my, what a huge bill.
I’m losing my voice, now i sound even sexier than ever with a sore husky voice. I totally feel like shyt, for constant feel of puking the whole day. and coming back to an empty room doesnt help. man i’m as lonely as a dowager in the forbidden city. without the pretty clothes and the maids. and jay chou.

no, no jay chou in 지산2동.

so here i am left alone with the residue of my sunday breakfast (a can of bud) and dinner (tender chicken from  BK).  ah~the awesomeness of life. and yes, budweiser was one of the very first things got into my stomach today. shoot me.

it was not until the halloween party was  over last night, that i realised i had a stranger’s bank card in my hand.

this guy was wasted, and craving for pancakes, he produced the card from his crotch beneath his black tights (nono dont ask, it was halloween. ) and dropped it on the ground, and of course continued being tipsy wasted. a good-natured person that i am, i took the card (touching it as less as possible, dear gawd, it was on his crotch!), and never intended to ever come near his crotch to put the card back, i slipped it into the plastic wrap of my cig pack (i lost several cards this way, but i never learn.), and then totally forgot about it. I was thinking to give it back after a while, but nooo. the card wanted to be mine, i think that was the message it was trying to tell me.

so long story short, i realised i still had the card way too late. next thing in the morning, i searched this person on facebook, found someone under the right name from the right city, and tossed my two cent that this would be the right person.  and so off i went downtown on a holy mission, giving back someone’s hard-earned money that he lost due to his halfwitness getting drunk on a halloween night.  oh my sunday.  and thats how i got budweiser as my breakfast. i only had two tiny mandus at home before i left, and this guy offered me a beer under the bright october afternoon sky. why not, eh? and being a cheapskate, this dimwit bought me a can of bud from mini stop and we drank sitting on the pavement outside the store and talked about nonsense.  oh yeah chowdy. thats how we roll in south jeolla province.  (damn i hope he wont find this page by accident) met eddie and javier and his girl while sitting there btw.

so yeah went back home felt even sicker than before. facing the computer again, email:  nothing good. facebook : as boring as it can be. dailysquee and failbook: nothing new. bbc: still burns my brain. and holy crap!

thesis.

I’m hating my computer, there’s nothing good it brings cept for false hope and stress. huh. i restrained myself from throwing it onto the wall and crush it optimus prime would definetely do because…well..because it would be expensive to pay all the damage. and im broke, darlings. i really am. oh how this life has drained me inside out. someone send me a dog, please. saw a black labrador pup walking down the downtown street too. oh~~adorable!!

and here some snaps of gwangju downtown on a sunday afternoon. didn’t get the puppy shoot.

Feels like..

hanging on by thin thread, a rotten thin thread. I think it’s a disease. I think i’m having a hanging-on-by-rotten-thin-thread disease.

maybe actually it’s not that thin, or not even rotten. maybe it’s not even a thread. maybe its a thick steel cable, with good insulator, made in germany.  maybe from BASF. But the tingles, they are telling me, it IS a thin thread. too thin to hold anything weigh more than a casual chat with a stranger in a bar, too rotten to put up with more than a few hours of that chat. definitely not suitable for a bungee jumping.

i dont think there is any cure to this. and that, my dear-almostnonexistent readers, creeps the hell outta me. part of me wants to cut the thread off, just let myself free. gonna be a tough fall when i hit the bottom of the pit but it’s freedom after that. with some fractures here and there. oh man maybe i wont even survive the impact. but it’s better than suffocate yourself hanging in the middle of nowhere with this dreaded thin thread around your body, right?

Or i could wait until the thread is broken by itself, and in the meantime, i just enjoy the scenery from up there? but tell me how would you enjoy floating by a thread, knowing the thread could break at anytime?leaving you free falling, with the same fractures and injury, plus a heart attack.

How i hope it is in fact a steel cable, or rafia, at least. it hurts but it’s an asshole to be broken barehanded.

or if i have to fall, please dear God, make it a quick one.

or you know what, God, just give me some chill pills.  Thank you.

Flat Broke Saturday (and some videos from Java Jazz)

so i just spent a fair good amount of money for some furniture. leaving it dry in entertainment department, thus opt out to whatever it is that involving spending more money for…well..simply everything. thought having stomach flu would help me save abit, but no 😦 even after AIG reimburse the hospital fee, there would be nothing much left..ah. life is hard. especially when youre a fukin poor student insisting living on your own.

so what happened last week?
i skipped class. there was only one class, but ohmygawd how my stomach just couldnt cooperate. there was also LOD’s birthday, and at the same time, his band concert. it was before the stomach flu, so i was pretty desperate to find out the the venue?the venue, my dear maybenonexistentreaders, was noalcoholnosmoking venue. whoever had the idea should be punished by forking his pisser.

and of course Alice in Wonderland, in Imax 3D. now if you ask me, Johnny Depp didnt even look better in 3D, so why bother. The story, was of course, not the original story of Alice in Wonderland, and rather, or should i say, very shallow. for me it was more like something to see, just to enjoy the colourful images -and the kitschy Red Queen-, and for the love of goggles, dont those 3D plastic glasses just so annoyingly giving you tickles on the ears and nose. i prefer watching movies without anything keep slipping down my flat nose, thank you.

and photo session with Ju Hui. it was on Sunday, before we went to watch Alice. it was supposed to be good..you know with his super expensive new canon DSLR and all that. it was raining. dark and cold and bad mood since it was already 5 or 6 PM and we skipped one palace after palace to find one that was still open. I havent even seen the results yet. 세기 주휘야.

And of course there was the regular winter disease of LOD. He got common flu, at the very same time i got my stomach flu. Just that im almost over it, and he is still having it now. HA! this is one step closer to proving my theory that the Germans will surely be vanishing earlier, should the human race have another plague, due to their spoiled vulnerable bodies. another prove was that he got the swine flu, and i didnt, who was around when he had it. and also i can eat lots of spicy stuff. and raw veggies. and animal intestines. and shrimp tail. and i grew up with pineapple field in our backyard. whatever that means.

and just lots and lots of Castle and Dexter and soup.

so about the java jazz videos. as i said i took some timeout from keeping my dad company at the hospital to go to the largest jazz festival in..asia? or as CNN sez “Java Jazz is one of the world’s largest bebop and boogie-woogie gatherings.”
didnt get to see John Legend and Toni Braxton, but i got to see these :

more videos on my youtube channel

thats all. saturday night home alone again. with lingering nausea and furniture to assemble. and just in case youre asking, Christian is currently at Asian Metal Festival in Seoul, with his running nose and banging headache, maybe trying to headbang to an Italian metal band called Graveworm. good luck with that!i hope he blows his nose once in a while.