꿈 | Dream

(So, I totally started writing this like 3 days ago, and then stopped. Soooooo.... okay, RESUME!)

    

      My brain took a whole bunch of shit and just scrambled it into a dream last night. It incorporated people I hadn't really been in touch with since... well, since I moved down here.

  I was talking to my special bestie, (for new readers: he's a superhero I met in Burbank), and was trying to set something up with him, plus another special friendsie-- I've once referred to him as "Noomi" in a past entry. This I guess planted the scene in my brain. They are associated with some people who I no longer am in touch with.
But also, since I've been talking with Santos and Julia recently, that also tied into this.
Santos's brother is BFFs with one of the aforementioned people who I'm no longer in touch with.
Then, I recently had to cut someone off (who also is associated with the aforementioned people). For dishonesty. Lets call him Dishonest!
And then, Hoonie being very present in my reality -- my brain scrambled all of this together and set the stage:

BBQ: at Santo's Brother's BFF's place (I've referred to him as Oso in past posts).
I get invited, and am encouraged to bring a guest. Enter Hoonie.
We show up. I see a bunch of people I haven't seen in a while. It's awkward but we're friendly and cordial.
Dishonest is there too. He watches me until I meet his gaze, then glances away and turns around.
Hoonie knows no one there, so I introduce him to as many familiar faces as I can.

LONG STORY SHORT a fight kinda breaks out between Hoonie and someone else.
  -(I went to Disneyland yesterday, and a fight broke out in downtown Disney between two guys).
Someone else who I hadn't seen in forever was really affectionate with me. Like, he hugged me for a long time and was being... idk. he was in my bubble. Also drunk, and a fight almost broke out.  
  -(Hoonie was actually very, very, very drunk a few nights ago)

Stupidly, I intervened by shoving that someone else away, calling him every insult in the book while throwing a drink at him.
Hoonie didn't know that many of the people there were um... trained. for combat. like, legitly. with weapons. like, ALL of them. except for maybe Santos and Julia, lol.
If they had actually went at it, it would've been a shitty, unfair fight. Instead it turned into a drunken yelling match of empty throws and stupidness between drunk Hoonie and that drunk someone else, (who I even jested about in a past post, that you'd never see him again.)
Special Bestie was off to the side, drinking beer and observing in silent judgement with a smirk. He also watched Dishonest like a hawk. Dishonest was conflicted on whether to get close to me or not, knowing I told Special Bestie about how dishonest he is.
And Julia had this sort of horrified but also loling look on her face.
It all felt so vivid. And like it happened in a matter of seconds.
 I seldom have dreams! or if I do, I forget them. but this one I can pretty much call a brain fart.

I awoke from this like what the actual fuck. It made sense but at the same time it was just odd. 

And yesterday, Julia and Santos literally invited me to a BBQ today, lol. I thought about going, but I'm a little weirded out by the dream still. And since today was my day off, I decided to get all my errands and chores out of the way before the week starts. 

WEIRD huh!? 

WORST INTRO EVER. 

HI.

One of the most beautiful things about living in Orange County is the amount of places to eat around here. 

It's insane, there's such a diverse variety of food, and it's so beautiful because WHO DOESN'T LOVE FOOD? Even when you hate food, you internally hate yourself for hating it because you KNOW it's SO GOOD. 

That was a totally douchebag thing to say, but it doesn't make it any less true. So my point still stands.

YAY FOOD.

Which brings me to going out to eat with homie. I call him Dinhy. Phonetically, it works. Written out though it looks like shit. Just go with it. So.. we went out to eat

 again.

We went to go get tacos.

 --which turned out to be Vietnamese food.

He's Vietnamese and was like, yo... 

trust me.

And I was like,

...aight.

 he knows his shit.

I mean... I guess he would, because he's a little bit from the same place where this rationed gorgeousness originated from.

 like, i don't even know wtf this is.

he said it's like coconut jelly

whatever

it was good. i ate it.

 And on our way home there was a Gamestop that we spotted.
So we went there, lol duh.

 And then there was this van with a homeless dude just chillin and shouting stuff.
Was a good day.

Later that evening, Dinhy dropped me off and I saw Hoonie. 

Hoonie was very excited about seeing Sam.
We saw each other a few days before he departed to China.

This was one of those times.

Once he left, I was hungry.

Note a Cynth pictured above, gnawing at her 2nd and 3rd distal phalanges.

My being hungry has zero correlation to his visit. It was very satisfying.

However

He is not food.

He could be. 

But... for several reasons, I do not wish to eat him. 

We saw each other again the next morning!

 This time, he showed me his super cute collection of fun happy rainbows and kitties and yay! ^_^

 yaaaaaaay cuuuuuuute!

 weeeeeee

 He had all kinds of fun stuff. 

What a cutie

 I've never held a rifle before.

They're very heavy.

And revolvers are super pretty omg.

 But I'm not gonna lie, a part of me was a little bit panic-y at first because of the robbing incident, lol.
He opened his cases, both with glocks in them, and my instinctual reaction (in my gut) was FUCK THIS. FUCK EVERYTHING. WHERE AM I
but, I kept my composure and quickly I realized that he's not a criminal, and he's not trying to hurt me. And the anxiety gradually faded away. I don't remember if I told him about that incident, so it's likely he didn't know. Either way, I was impressed with his collection. He has ammo boxes in his room, under his desk. I wanted to just go up to them and loot them. but I couldn't, because I didn't have a keyboard and mouse on me.
But it was very flattering that he wanted to show me.

I had class that day (Wednesday) and he had been called in to work that afternoon, so we only had a certain amount of time together. We made the most of it and went to go have lunch.

 WHO'S A CUTIE FACE!??!

HOONIE-BUTT ISSSS

 he busted out his bird making skills again

 at this point, I'm just collecting them, now.

I'm gonna have an army of origami birds. So far, I've recruited 3. 

I'm hoping, with our hungry bellies combined, and with enough chopstick wrappers, my colonies will grow by the thousands.

Or maybe, like, 10.

 I've also decided that I'm going to eventually buy a 900 lb bag of edamame and make garlic chili edamame at home and just live off of that until I die.

just give me garlic soy sauce drenched chili everything

sprinkle a little fetus amount of lime WHAAAAAAATTTT 

and just MMMPF

maybe a sparkle of black pepper

and a whisper of cumin

a little tickle of nori flakes

YES

PLES

sautee all of this together in sesame seed oil LORD HAVE MERCY

aye por favor Cynth stop que me haces tener hambre por dios

Sorry.

 And after, we were so full that he was like, "want boba smoothie?" and I was like



ya?

so we walked to this place a few blocks away in DT Fullerton; Cha2o
I could tell the place was nice. They had boba drinks but like... dope variety. And there was a little restaurant thingie further inside. I told myself I'd go back to try their food for realsies.

After that, he drove us back and we had to leave for school/work.
It was bittersweet because he was leaving for China and wasn't sure if we'd be able to see each other again before his departure.

WELL, WE SAW EACH OTHER AGAIN :D

I didn't take too many pictures that day, but I did get this of him saying goodbye to Sam-- the resident puppy. 

He's been gone for almost 2 weeks.
I'm already used to it, lol. It seemed like a long time in my head, before he left. But now it's kinda like it went by pretty quickly.

Disney romance just dies when you get older, lol.

That weekend, my coworkers and I went out to DT Fullerton.
It was my first time both going there on a weekend, at night, AND doing the downtown club/bar hopping thing! I was kinda excited. 

See, usually when I go to clubs, I just go to one, and commit to that, and have one drink, and dance with friends, and then go home.
But this is that thing that the kids do in the movies, and in the spring break videos!

We pre-gamed in the car. 

I told Hoonie that and he said that was ghetto.

Is it? I have no idea.

Monica's about to get stabbed in the throat lol

 Dinhy got us Whisky Sours.

Never had one before. 

Wasn't gross.

 This I think was the 3rd or 4th bar we visited.
And it was fascinating to me, because I've only ever been to like, a non-goth bar i think maybe 2 or 3 times before, years ago.
Bars just don't appeal to me, neither does downtown night life. So all of this was kind of a cool opportunity to like... learn stuff.

 Except for the fact that I didn't eat anything before we went out, under the assumption that we were gonna get food beforehand. Instead, we ended up parking and going straight to 9327432 bars.
So the Whiskey Sour, Washington Apple, plus the Hennessy from the car hit me like a ton of bricks.

like. 167908092854 lbs of bricks.

We all got drunk and retarded.

Good times. I'll spare elaborations on how busted we got, but it was sloppy to say the least.
But, I did it! I partied like normal people do! Did the whole downtown bar hoppy thing!
And... definitely definitely should eat before drinking. Yup.


That Sunday, my other coworker was like, you should go with Lynn to Disney. She's going today and has no one to go with. And I was like

LYNN.

LEZZGO.

and Lynn was like

........ oh kay O_O

 She had a special letter from Walter Disney himself
(technically)
so we had to go to Customer Relations or whatever, and they gave her a pass to get in.

AWWWW YISS

We didn't know where to go first, but we wanted to make sure we got on all the good ones because the last time she came, virtually every ride was broken or closed down for maintanence. I'd ask her, "have you been on this before?" And she'd just go "ohhh... no. it was broken." lol.

We went on the submarine ride, which I'd never been on before either! It was pretty cool. Wasn't expecting it to be this cute.

 awww the seagulls!

 DIN DIN IN FRENCH QUARTER HAW YISS

We achieved our goal; which was to hit at least Haunted Mansion, Indie, and Pirates. We wanted to go on Space Mountain but the wait was ridiculous. She also wanted to check out the Lego store, which we did.

OH MY GOD. SO, THE FIGHT I MENTIONED EARLIER, RIGHT?

Okay, lool..
 So we were trying to plan where to go because the park closed at like 10 or something, and she wanted to see the fireworks as well, plus hit the Lego store. So, it was like 8 something or whatever, and we were like, okay we have time to go to the Lego store first, then come back and watch the fireworks, and then go home. Cuz the fireworks started at like 9:30 or something I think, and lasted 15 minutes.
So we left Disney and headed towards DT Disney...
when just outside the security/bag check tents we start to hear a dude shouting something like "fucking come at me! fucking hit me!"
It was some guy in a red polo, chest bumping another, younger looking dude in a hat and oversized grey jersey.  You got the visual already? Great.

We stop dead in our tracks because Red Shirt guy starts swinging at Grey Jersey guy, and they get into it. Red Shirt guy was PISSED. He eventually go Grey Jersey guy on the ground and was going to town on him. Grey Jersey guy was smart though... maybe not in the moment, but he played defense really well, because Disney security showed up out of FUCKING NO WHERE and went STRAIGHT AT Red Shirt guy, pinning him against the side of the bakery right there, and cuffed him in like, seconds.
My favorite part was while Red Shirt guy was yelling shit at Grey Jersey guy, like charging at him doing the spread out arm thing like "FUCKING COME AT ME" (but Grey Jersey guy wouldn't bite), Red Shirt guy's WIFE shouted "Tony! .... staahp. Staahp."
and Lynn and I were losing it, because she was saying it so nonchalantly, as if this wasn't the first time, and she was just bored of trying to get him to listen, lmao.

Ahhhhh, lol so good.
After that, we went to the Lego store, and Lynn got a churro. We wanted to get back into the park, but the crowd to get in again was ridiculous, so we just watched the fireworks from outside the entrance.

 Was good times.
Never thought I'd see a fight in the Happiest Place on Earth. ha


Few days ago Dinhy and I went to get food again.

 smug ass mf

YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THIS PHOTO.

I covered his shift, and this was his way of repaying me.

I ate all of the edamame by myself because he hates garlic

tf is wrong with you boy

why are we friends

like who the fuk

Nah but he's cool.
We share secrets. Kind of.

He totally missed class that afternoon so we could hang out in the park and listen to sad music.

Realest homie. 

I just looked over and oh my god Frey is so fat

She's not fat, she's actually just very, very pregnant. 

She's on my bed right now kneading my comforter. I wonder how many kittens she's gonna have.

Aww, they're gonna be so cute.

I'm done with classes finally. Not forever, but for the semester. I wanted to take classes during the summer, but... bleh, I won't go into it. I'm supposed to travel. That's up in the air now. 

Family stuff.

So, this summer I'm going to study Korean. Hence, the title. sort of? 

It'd be pretty dope to learn a 3rd language. Not to mention a new alphabet entirely. 

Hangul is not as difficult as I thought it was going to be. I learned a lot of it in 2 days. (with rigorous studying and reading, and note taking, and watching a lot of youtube videos)

but.. I can read it, and pronounce words written in Hangul. 

I'm slowly teaching myself phrases and words. 

Writing in Hangul is still a little bit of a challenge, but for the most part I think I have it down. 

My only struggle with Hangul are the W-vowels. I keep mixing them up. 

Grammar is a completely different monster. Not even gonna touch that until I learn enough phrases... and get a better understanding of honorifics. It's cool though, like I can look at stuff in Hangul and sound it out. There are a few things I'll recognize, and if I know enough of the term or phrase, I can figure out what it's saying. It's just a matter of where the words go when forming a sentence that gets me.

A 3RD LANGUAGE. WOO.

Why Korean though?

well, I mean since discovering KPop and Kdramas and whatnot, it got me more curious about other aspects of their cultlure. So the more I looked into it, the more fascinated I became. Those fools are modest and humble as fuk. Very respectful of tradition, elders, and just reserved. Total opposite of American practices, right? We're walking hedonism. No shame in anything that we do with our ride or die mentality. 

Korean culture is kinda the opposite. Like, I LOVE that people are supposed to be quiet in public. That shouting or speaking loudly in public is looked upon as rude. 

THAT'S BEAUTIFUL POETRY RIGHT THERE.

And just spread that mentality out over everything else, like butter. Just spread it. 

Of course there are some overly restricted ways of thinking too, but I am not Korean, therefore I don't really think about that part. Cherry picking at its finest.

Also, having met some Korean people here, I just wanna communicate to them in their thingie. lol. THEIR THINGIE.

Hoonie has been the drive to begin learning it now rather than later. I would've done it eventually, because I can't stand not knowing what IKON is saying in their songs, but he encouraged me to learn Hangul. So I kinda owe it to him for that. And now that classes are over and I have all summer, the timing is perfect. 

I'm a little embarrassed to admit this (you probably already figured) but I've been watching crazy amounts of youtubers that live in SK as foreigners and have been just absorbing ALL OF THAT SHIT INTO MY HEAD MEATS. Like, for the most part, it sums up to being stared at a lot, and forced assimilation. but like that's cool, I'm down. 

I JUST WANNA LEARN A THIIIINNNGGG. 

I wanna experience other cultuuuurrreesss.Why not Japanese?

Well, I'm already kinda weebish, I don't need to stress that further. And frankly, as cool as some of the stuff Japan comes out with is, I don't care that much? Like, thanks for stuff, Japan. But really, if I visit Japan ever, all I really am concerned about is knowing how to order my ramen and sushi. And where to find a bathroom. Ya'll reserved, but ya'll crazy as fuk, I'm good. No offense. My utmost gratitude and thanks for your food. It's very beautiful tasting.

I'M RAMBLING.

 

And now I'm gonna go eat delicious salsa and chips from the Spanish market and play WoW.

Oh yeah, I'm playing WoW again.

but on like, a private server. during Burning Crusade expansion.

I still have love for that game =\ 

mmkay, 나 배고파

GOOD NIGHT!