Ok, so it’s totally not Friday, but it’s close enough, right? I mean, I have a really good excuse, too: I finally got a job and I’ve been in training for the past week. So I’ve been tired every time I get home, especially because I’ve been fighting traffic.
My whole situation of having a job and stuff like that made me think of this song (even though I don’t completely like all the lyrics and I don’t feel completely alone because I have my family and friends wow this is a long disclaimer):
Also, I do apologize for being gone so long. I firmly intend to have at least one quick takes post per week, and hopefully–assuming I have enough time to write on the weekends–a movie or TV show review once a week as well. I have a Guardians of the Galaxy review in progress, a couple of Doctor Who posts in progress, and some k-drama reviews planned. I’m watching Miss Korea and My Love from Another Star at the same time. And can someone please explain to me how a drama about a humanoid alien is so compelling (and no, Doctor Who doesn’t apply here)?
Oh, and I finished Bride of the Century a few months ago, and I really liked that so I have a few words to say about it. Though I might need to rewatch some parts as a refresher. I began watching it because of Lee Hongki and ended up really enjoying it because of Lee Hongki, the main actress, and the story.
As you can probably tell, and I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been on a k-drama/k-pop kick. I’m really picky about my dramas and music, though, especially with the music, because it’s easy enough to ignore the lyrics because they’re in another language…and that’s dangerous. Also as I’ve said before, I’m limiting my intake because prayer and people and work take priority. And it’s not always easy to get your priorities straight.
What’s really funny though is I was watching some old Jesse McCartney videos, some of which I stopped halfway through, and thought: dude, the Korean guys do the R&B/hip-hop vibe better than you. Which is probably unfair to him, and maybe not even true. But. I just prefer to hear rapping in Korean and I have no idea why.
Plus, JMac’s videos and songs aren’t exactly the cleanest, strictly speaking. “Because You Live” is my favorite song by him. The rest–meh. I love the beat for “How Do You Sleep” but the lyrics are awful. It reminds me of Adele’s “Someone Like You” in its tone, and both annoy the heck out of me. Your ex left you for a reason and is happy with someone else. How can she sleep? Because she doesn’t have you around, clearly! And assuming that she knows how pained you are after not having contacted you for a year after you mistreated and dumped her is rather presumptuous.If you love her you’ll move on with your life and let her go on with hers. And as for Adele, why the heck would you “turn up out of the blue uninvited” to remind a guy that for you “it isn’t over” if you heard he’d gotten married? Emotionally, I understand why, but I also see that that’s not only a bad idea but a selfish one. You can’t let go of the past, and you’re trying to keep his attention on you when who he really needs to be lavishing his love and time on is his wife. Not an ex girlfriend who for whatever reason can’t get over him.
Argh. I am a gushy, sentimental romantic, believe me, but I’m also extremely practical and I hate it when people let their emotions get to them that much that they act so stupidly and selfishly (albeit without realizing it). (Another disclaimer: I too am extremely selfish many times, so don’t exempt me from this frustration. I frustrate myself, and kick myself for pining over guys who don’t deserve it. Fortunately, I think I’m finally learning…we’ll see…).
And JMac was at his best as Roxas. No question. Roxas is the bomb.
Oh oh oh!! I almost forgot! I had my first taste of Korean food a couple weeks ago. I went out of town to visit a cousin, since I wasn’t sure when I’d next be able to travel due to job searching. On one day we planned a night out, going to a Korean restaurant then going to see Guardians of the Galaxy. I was the one who suggested the restaurant, of course–because I keep watching Korean dramas and seeing all the food I really wanted to try it.
It was a very nice restaurant, too: they had both booths and traditional…err..floor seating? available. Ironically enough, it was the Americans who sat on the floor and those of Korean descent who sat at the booths. .
It was very interesting to sit on the floor though. I don’t know how they manage to do that all the time at home. My legs were cramping up something fierce just from being there an hour!!!
[If I have romanized anything incorrectly, or given incorrect statements about the food, someone please let me know. I don’t want to give misinformation, which can happen even when I look things up.]
Anyway. We both ordered bibimbap, which is a bunch of vegetables in a bowl with your choice of beef or chicken (and maybe fish, can’t remember) topped with a fried egg. Then you take all that and mix it together with rice and eat it! I can’t say I liked it a ton–though the beef was absolutely deliciously seasoned and the quality of the ingredients was excellent–but it was healthy, though I couldn’t finish it all. And who knows, maybe I’d get used to it if I ate it more.
My cousin got the dolsot bibimbap, which means it comes in a hot stone bowl and the rice is crunchy.
They also serve banchan, which are free side dishes that come with an entree. They consisted of little dishes filled with things like kimchi (fermented cabbage), mushrooms, spinach, potatoes, pickled radish, and some kind of good tasting root, with a spicy sauce you could dip everything in. I surprised myself by actually sort of liking the pickled radish. I must be getting old, because I’m beginning to like my vegetables. Yikes.
Next time I go to a Korean restaurant, I’m trying the noodles. Or the barbecue.
*dreams of food*
When I went to the restaurant, I was quite self-aware. I might sometimes be a Korean fangirl in the bad sense, where if something’s Korean it’s like “WOW OH MY GOSH WOW SO FUN SQUEEEEE!”
But I also know the like every society and culture it has good and bad things, and I don’t just automatically like everything in it–some things I don’t like and others I don’t understand (I don’t like everything that happens in dramas, that’s for sure). I guess I just get excited because it’s something different and it’s something I’m interested in. And because I’m a perfectionist and don’t want to get anything wrong but I also want to be genuinely interested and not just a fangirl, I was worried the servers there thought I was just a poser. Or would think I was a poser.
I still have that problem quite a bit: worrying what others think about me. I’m getting used to pushing that anxiety aside. Because a) I have no control over their thoughts in the first place and b) often enough what they think of me doesn’t matter. I’m tired of feeling like there’s something wrong or annoying or bad about me just because I’m not like everyone else, just because I try to be genuine and authentic. I am still concerned about these things, of course, because it doesn’t just go away overnight, especially not when I’m starting a job where I want people to like me. So I just tell myself, “It doesn’t matter whether they like me or not, as long as I’m being as good and virtuous as I can” and “if I truly annoyed them, they’d probably show it.” And then brush it off and go about my business.
I’m not encouraging anyone to be rude or unkind, but don’t worry if you’re not sophisticated. It’s alright to like to sing to yourself or want to burst out in song and dance right where you are (just don’t do it all the time, that would be a bit rude); it’s ok to appreciate creation and wonder at it; it’s ok to be bubbly and bouncy and happy. Don’t let the world coerce you into letting go of simple pleasures. For some reason I’m reminded of Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World: in it, they made the games for the children as complex as possible so they would have to focus on them and not have time to be distracted and actually think.
And that makes sense. Because I remember I was much less self-conscious as a child. Not because I didn’t want people to like me, but I think I might have had a superiority complex and thought of things as me (and my family and friends) against the world. So I was good at standing up for myself and others. And when you’re a child, things are quite simple like that. But as you grow up, you think you must always be serious or accomodating or whatnot. Chesterton (of course) posits that perhaps “our Father is younger than we”:
Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. (Orthodoxy.)
Ah, Chesterton! Always says exactly what I think in fewer words.
Also, prayer totally also helps with this. Prayer should, in fact, be the priority for this sort of issue. That we may lose our childishness but keep our childlike wonder and spirit.
And this is why I hate quick takes. I ramble on and on for five quick takes with walls of text people probably don’t read, then when I get to six I run out of ideas.
Ok, so Pope Francis is in South Korea this weekend!!!!! Y’know, my Korean obsession? Anyway, it’s totally cool. And he just, like, y’know, beatified some martyrs. No biggie.
Ah. And have you ever seen Something Wicked This Way Comes? It’s based on a book by Ray Bradbury. I like the movie better. It’s got Jason Robards and a very young, handsome, dastardly Jonathan Pryce (better known as Governor Swan from POTC). You should totally watch it. Do it. Now. Go. Or at least watch it on Halloween.
And Star Wars fans will be both devastated and happy to hear that though Star Wars is not really my thing, I’ve been rewatching it with my dad (need to watch Episode 5 again next) so I can be ready for Episode 7. Yay!
And these Quick Takes Not-on-Friday are brought to you by a very tired but happy Nami who is glad and grateful she now has a job. Have a great weekend, and Happy Feast of the Assumption a day late!
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