Burr

It's starting to get cold.  

I don't mind, but I like to ease my way into winter.  

Apparently it snowed today.  I wasn't awake to see it, or it wasn't significant enough for me to see.  

Most people hate snow.  And for the most part, I hate it too.  But I only hate snow when it causes my life to suck.   So for instance, when the roads are bad, when white snow turns into dirty slush on the streets, when my pants get wet when walkways are knee deep in snow, you get the picture.

But I love it when the first full layer of show is on the ground.  I think this whole "first snow of the year" is a load of crap.  No offense to who ever reads this.  For me, the "first snow of the year" is when I look outside and everything is white.  For the first time.  

Watching snow fall is very rewarding.  The first few times.  Then it gets a little old, and if you're driving and it's snowing, it looks like you're traveling light speed like Star Wars, which is awesome, except 10 seconds into it, it starts to look like Magic Eye and your head starts to hurt because you're looking for the road.  

So until that first blanket of snow appears, I will not acknowledge the snow.  

I want to start writing music again.  It's been a long time since I actually wrote a song.  I don't know how some people do it (i.e. musicians), because writing songs is not easy.  It also doesn't help that I don't really have much to write about.

I don't what the percentage is, but most songs are about love?  Please, correct me if I'm wrong.  

How can I write about something that I haven't truly experienced?  

I'm not going to write a song about love, and say this is what I think it is.  That's dumb.  

Substance comes from experience.  

So you got this guy here, who has been single all of his life.  This guy, of course, being me.  

I've never really been bothered with the fact that I've never been in a relationship.  

I never pursued anyone, I never led someone on.  I've told a couple girls how I felt about them, but that happened a long time ago and it was, needless to say, unfruitful.

So, what the heck do I write about?

I thought I struck a gold mine, when I decided I would write about how I felt about someone. For the most part, it worked.  I got some words written down and matched that up with melodies.  I could only ride that wave for so long.  

I then tried to write songs about people in general.  You know, like for fun.  I'd write a song about a friend, and let them put some input into the lyrics.  Of course, most of these were comical and made fun of the subject.  I only ended up writing one. 

I wanted to avoid the whole, "I want to get out of here" theme.  It's sad enough that I actually want to get out of here, I don't think it's necessary that I have to write a song about it.

So I think to myself now.  When will I fall in love with my significant other?  

I'm getting ahead of myself.  Instead, I should ask, when will I meet my significant other?

I'm still young.  But I'm getting older as the years go by, you know cause, that's how it works.  

Wouldn't it be great to know answers to some of those questions?  I know, I know, we aren't supposed to know until it happens.  It's fate.

I'm going to be honest with ya'll know. 

I believe in fate, but I also feel that not everything in our lives is decided by fate.  

I mean, to say that there is one significant person out there for me, seems a little ridiculous. 

It's hard to believe because people's minds change on a whim.  

I want to believe it though.  

If true, does that mean I just have to sit here and wait?  Or do I still have to search?

I have no idea how I got from "snow" to here.

Ideas

I need Halloween Costume ideas....ASAP!

Lazy

I'm not blogging as much these days, although I want to.  I'm just tired and lazy.

Although I just wrote an entry as a guest blogger on a friend's blog.  

Cloud Plum.  If you look at the right side of this page, you'll find it.  

My entry is titled "Fall Is My Favorite Season."  

Read it if you like, but also read the other posts, they're all good!

-Yours Truly

I Want

Apple has come out with new Macbooks and Macbook Pros.

They are both sexy.

I want one.

I'll update more later.

Back to Civilization

I title this as if I was away in some cave for weeks, months, or even years.  

I was really in a cabin in an Ohio State Park (Burr Oaks), near Glouster, Ohio.  Very close to civilization, although the life style in Glouster, Ohio is quite different from Columbus, Ohio.  

I was probably the only Asian person in a 15 mile radius.  15 isn't much, but the town is tiny.  And Ohio University, which does have an Asian population (college students, international or not), is very close by.  

So I guess it doesn't seem all too bad.  But let me tell you this.  When we were driving through Glouster, Ohio, I was praying that we did not hit a red light in the middle of town.  

I was actually surprised to see traffic signals to be completely honest with you.  I mean, I'm not stupid, but this town is pretty isolated.  We literally walked amongst deer.  Well, we got close, then they ran, but we walked where they would have been standing...

Camping was pretty fun though.  It was a little hard at first, mainly because I didn't know any one except my two friends that set the whole thing up.  But a couple things bothered me.

Before we left for the state park, we had some errands to run in Athens, like buying snacks and drinks and stuff.  And so I went along with Jeff (my buddy) and his friend came too.  The dude's a nice guy, but if I fully judged him solely based on first impression, I would hate him.  

I just hate it when people ask me stupid questions, and I don't mean any stupid questions, I mean, the questions that are just completely ridiculous.  Like, "Are you Mongolian?"  

I've never even met a Mongolian in my entire life.  Have you?  The only Mongolian I know of is Genghis Khan, and that dude's been dead for 781 years.  I don't say this to be an ass either, I say this because I really mean it.  

I hate calling people ignorant.  I really do.  Even if they are, I just don't like the word all that much.  But seriously, some people are just stupid.  Unbelievably stupid.  

Weekend

I'm finally doing something out of the ordinary this weekend.  I'm going "camping."  

I add the quotations because we aren't sleeping in sleeping bags in tents in the middle of the forest.  

We're in a state park, and we're staying in a cabin.  We also have access to an indoor pool if the lake is too cold.  

We'll go out on hikes and stuff, you know, the typical outdoor activities people do.  

I'm not going to any Korean sessions tomorrow, although realistically I can probably fit in about 2 sessions in the morning.  But no.  It defeats the purpose of me starting my weekend a little bit early.  

I sold my OSU vs Purdue tickets, and I'm meeting a guy from high school at 11 to sell it.  Then I'm off to Athens, Ohio.  

This should be interesting, because it's a decent sized group.  Like, more than 10 people, and I only know 2 of them.  My buddies Jeff and Amy, who also happen to be dating (me = 3rd wheel all the time, like that time i went row boating with pete pasco and geia)

I hope they read this.

But I bet they won't.

I have no substance to my blog these days.  

Maybe I'll have something meaningful to blog about when I get back.  Maybe I'll have an epiphany when I'm walking around in the woods.   

On another note, I did 5 sessions of Korean today, to tie my previous high (of 5), last week.  My goal is to do 6 in one day.  I'm not sure if it's possible, but it will require extensive preparation.  I'm not ready yet.  But I will be once I get back on Sunday.  

Stay with me on this one...

Next Thursday, I'll have my last, first exam of the quarter.  *(If I can finish Korean...errr, I mean, when I finish Korean)*

I have a ton of work to do next week now that I think about it.  

Oh well, I don't get to do these kinds of things often, so I'll take advantage of the time I have now.  

Okay, my mind is wandering.  and my laundry is still drying.  and i'm not done packing as a result.  

bye.

Rando

Cold War Kids are coming to the Newport next Sunday (Oct. 12)!!!!

But, I'm coming home from camping that day, and I will have a ton of school work to do...
So unless I can find someone to go with me, that actually wants to go because they like the Cold War Kids, then I'm probably not going to go. Sad.

I went to one concert by myself once. And I intend to keep it that way. Going to a concert by yourself is really awkward. Awkward enough where you have to milk it...

It was last Spring? I went to a Ben Lee concert by myself. It was a good show though. I was just by myself. Sad.

I think the Kooks are coming on Oct. 14. That would be on a Tuesday. I like the Kooks, but I have class from 7:30-9:18 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I skipped class yesterday. But I don't want to keep skipping class, because then it will become a habit. I'd rather have a habit of going to class. The student in me says that it is the right thing to do.

I wish I was in New York, because everyone comes there to play. Big or small. But especially the small. I love small venues, that aren't too crowded. I think that's why I like to keep looking for new artists and bands that aren't big yet, so if I do see them anytime soon, I know their concerts won't be big and annoying. I think.

Bye.

p.s. Yes Rudy, I do still have a blog. I have to keep it up now. You gave it a shout out. I'm following you now, but you have no posts. Follow me. FOLLOW ME! (this is for everyone, not just Rudy)