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Random news! Two of my cousins are half German, and they’re very pretty, and one of them is getting married this summer! The guy’s crazy tall, but that’s beside the point, anyway, my family’s been invited, but the official invitation just came in today. Oh and more on the trip:
- It’s gonna take up two weeks in June.
- In order, after meeting up in Berlin, apparently we’ll be going to spend some time in France and Italy, namely Paris, Rome, Venice, and Milan, then somewhere in Switzerland, and back to Berlin for the wedding.
- My dad may or may not go, though if anything, he’s fine with staying, since he’s backpacked around Europe already.
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Bringing in the new year was somewhat interesting for once (read: I wasn’t moping around about my eternal singledomness for once, as idiots and fools are wont to do). We’re back home, my sister’s knocked out and might punch me in the arm or something in the morning for taking this picture (I loooove you Camille).
Nonetheless, when I got back, I got into the habit of counting the little “firsts”, e.g. first song on my iPod I listen to this year on the way home, first time I sat in the back of the van this year, first time I’ll be sleeping in my bed this year, and so on. One new one was that I was feeling optimistic for once. Dunno if it’ll stick through, but in a few ways I’m starting to feel better about myself.
I really can’t say anything of what resolutions I’ve got for the next year, since the fun and odd things that happened and the stupid things I’ve done are moments I wouldn’t have expected. Per the occasional bit of wisdom my dad drops, most plans a person make tend to not fall through. Most obvious thing is to improve myself as a person, but to have that as a resolution is just silly. As humans, it’s a basic goal. Social beings that we are, we’re exposing ourselves to change, so of course, by not so much conscious effort, we’ll inevitably be different by the next year - non sum qualis eram, or “I am not as I once was” comes to mind…if anything, I guess I could read some more, and watch more films, just eating my cultural veggies. Maybe I’ll learn about the stars this year too. Sounds nice.
Only thing I know to do is to welcome the future with a pair of open arms and a pair of brass balls to take it on.
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We're leaving for Virginia Beach tomorrow, and I still have no idea what exactly we'll be doing.
- Mom: We'll be leaving between 3 and 5.
- Camille: Okay. I think I can do that.
- Me: Yeah. In the afternoon, right?
- Mom: [laughs]
Years and years ago, in a land far, far away, called Canada, my family and I thought it would be really cool to make a green screen video. Clearly all the actors and their families in the advertisement outside thought it was cool too.
After several years, we don’t care enough to post it online, but enough to be aware that it’s still embarrassingly dumb.
I fell asleep typing this, it’s been hours after the day passed, I probably look like a creep, and I don’t have a proper scan of an old picture of my mom and I to post. But never mind about that. I’d feel bad if I didn’t say anything for my mom. The thing I’m holding up was part of a project in senior year, our teacher asking us to put together posters. For some reason I wanted to do something different with it. Gratuitous amounts of glue, tape, and wooden barbecue sticks later, I spelled “ME” out. We had to use pictures of hobbies, friends, family, whatever it was that helped to define us. Anything and anyone who mattered.
So my mom’s on there twice. Once, after the surgery on my thumb when I was a baby, the other one from when we were still living in the apartment. While jobs come and go for my dad, my mom still has that same job as a nurse, always working overnight. She’s worked amazingly hard, for so long, to give my sister and I an education. For that, I’m grateful. Very much so.
Oh and I’m a momma’s boy. So yes, I love my mom a lot. Might be belated now, but I said it to her when we took her to the restaurant: Happy Mother’s Day, mom.
So today was pretty interesting:
- Hung out with my parents today.
- Went to Sapporo in NYC, decided against the biggest-bowl-of-ramen-ever Sapporo Special, opted for the smaller Miso Ramen and a side of pork over rice, thinking it was gonna be smaller.
- I was wrong.
- Walked it off getting to Bryant Park, and in no particular order, threw some coins backwards into the fountain, left as soon as the cop said the place was closed, and made some wishes.
- Mixed plattahs at 53rd and 6th, got three for my family and I.
Some good news:
1. Thought about life, about what in the hell I’m supposed to be doing here, about what I can do to to help those around me, and reminded myself of what I wanted in life. Then 2 happened.
3. Changing it.
Some bad:
2. Thought about life, about what in the hell I’m supposed to be doing here about what I can do to to help those around me, and reminded myself of what I wanted in life. Then realized I did approximately jack shit to get any of it done. Then 3 happened.
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