I share all my sporadic and toilet thoughts in here, because I am random like that.
It’s my first post of 2020… and it’s in December. /giggles
Well, just wanted to say that I opened my own blog for the first time in a long long while and felt like I better post something so you guys know I’m still alive. And that no, I have not dropped dead ever since you last read about my wheelchair adventures (frustrations, more like) in Japan!
And also nope, I’m not the angsty person the latest two posts before this make me out to be. /sweatdrop
It’s ironic how last year I was complaining about having to travel while in a wheelchair, whereas fast forward less than three months later – suddenly, we can’t travel at all. Amazing how we take the ability to travel for granted.
To be more exact, we took “normal life” for granted.
Meanwhile, I hope you guys have been keeping well. And I can’t emphasize this enough – please practice physical distancing, keep washing your hands and wear a damn mask.
This sudden thought struck me one afternoon as I was lounging in bed and watching Running Man (a Korean variety show).
How in the world can I be so disapproving of ragging and yet still enjoy Running Man so much?
Thoughts drifted back to 2014 when my mum first introduced me to the show.
The concept of people running around and doing missions in real-world settings appealed to me so much that after that first episode (episode 211 was the first one I ever watched), I went on a binge-watching spree and lived vicariously through their experiences. Perhaps my teammate K was right after all, gamification has always been in my blood.
Subsequently, the show introduced me to so many scenic places in Korea, and Korea’s sub-cultures.
The ragging is just an occasional sub-characteristic of the show.
Brenda, don’t think so much.
Mum, listening to a romantic oldies song on the radio.
Girl you are to me
All that a woman should be
First thing that came to my mind?
“What a fucking feminist.”