Friday, October 16, 2009

excuse you.

in my book,
pidgeons always have the right of way.

I might've mentioned in a previous post that I am deathly afraid of rodents, pidgeons, and miniature greyhounds. Just typing those freaking words made me shudder. OMG, gross. This entry is going to be short (but not sweet by any means) because I can't stand to talk about this topic for longer than a few minutes.

The purpose behind this post is to help me realize that I am being ridiculous and foolish by letting pidgeons determine my routes to my various destinations. If ever I see so much as a glimpse of a pidgeon up ahead of me, I will stop and wait for it to be a good 10 feet away from me until I continue along my way. If I don't have the patience to wait for the stupid bird to move its ass, I will hurry and find another street to turn into. I used to just try to carefully maneuver my way around them but one time, I guess I startled them (albeit my stealthiness), and got attacked once and made a fool out of myself so I decided just avoiding them at all costs is the way to go.

At first, I didn't see anything wrong with these antics of mine. I figured, as long as I don't have any interactions with these feathered demons, I'm good. However, lately I have been late on more than one occasion for an engagement, and I have come to the realization that it is all because of my fear of pidgeons. Thus, I will no longer let these dumb fowls intimidate and bully me!!!

Man, I'm an animal-lover but I really just wish pidgeons would become extinct.

Cheers,

Cheryl

PS: I walked behind a woman with not one, but TWO miniature greyhounds on my way to work the other day and I had to repeat in my head, "you are going to be late" to prevent myself from finding a detour. Ugh.

Friday, October 2, 2009

one thing.

is all it really takes.

What I'm about to write about is something quite obvious but I just had to blog about it with one particular person in mind.

The "one thing" I am referring to in the title of this entry ranges from a specific hobby, to a skill, to a passion. That sounds really vague, so to put it plainly, it is really effing hot when someone is super passionate about their craft. There are at least 10 or so people I can talk endless praise about, who fit the above description, but I will focus on just one person for now.

Tablo from Epik High:

I cannot believe I am writing about a Kpop star in my blog, but I have developed a newfound obsession with Tablo from Epik High. I'm not going to go on excessively about the absolute brilliance that encompasses the mind, body, and soul of Tablo. I will just say that this guy is a lyrical genius when it comes to his poetic lyrics and his one-liners. He is just so damn good with words and when putting those words to a beat, no one has Tablo beat. Whoa, totally unintentionally pulled a lyrical genius moment there, myself. The scrawny insect-resembling leader of one of the most musically gifted and talented groups of mainstream Korean music today, says some incredibly profound things in his interviews and through his music. Take a careful listen next time.

Tiger JK is also someone who fits this description. The dude is just... amazing. I think Tablo tries to mirror his mindset to that of Tiger JK. I know these guys are both just popular Korean artists but there's something really awesome going on in the minds of Tablo and Tiger JK.

I know there are so many people like them, in that they hone their skill or craft to near-perfection and leave the rest of us plebians in awe along the way, but I just recently discovered Tablo and Tiger JK's hotness, so bear with me. You know, I wish I was particularly good at something. Not just good but particularly good. Good enough or passionate enough to get good. Does that make sense? I so dearly wish I had a talent that I was confident in, enough so that it set me apart and distinguished me from others, even slightly. I used to think it was too late for me to pick up a serious hobby, but I get inspired everyday by people who truly follow their dreams. How corny does that sound? In all seriousness though, my hidden passion is musical theater (every and all aspects of it) so perhaps one day I'll try my hand at a small role somewhere... eep!

All this really just boils down to molding yourself into the best "you" that you can be. Again, corny as hell, but this life will end without warning, so why not discover all of you while you still can, right?

Cheers,

Cheryl