Can I be happy for 100%, complete live in the moment now? I will work hard,and have fun harder, I promise. So can I please just receive this relieve and happiness entirely without any guilty or anxiety, and enjoy the every single drop of it? I need a music to celebrate. Good one.
When New York weather treating us nicely, I get scared. Because I know winter will coming back harder. But it's impossible not to enjoy this adorable sunshine. In this weather, I can walk 10,000 blocks if you ask me to. (New Balance shoes needed)
It can be too heavy for this present day, but I had to post this...
I can clearly imagine the reaction of people for this, most people raise their eyebrows and some may not be able to watch til the end. It is shocking visually, and I was speechless. I don't know how can I say this, it's disgusting, powerful, new, reckless, angry, dark, and sad. But that' what it is, I guess. Youth... I have eternal attraction for the kids. (not meaning sexually of course) It's almost the vomit,that you forced to throw it from the mouth (and they like to vomit). And most importantly, I love their music. I had not have this kind of crush for a long time. I like the strong power that they don't care if they die, they don't care if someone got hurts, and just stay high for nothing. Odd Future is certainly odd but future, like it or hate it, as the name says. I would love to watch 10 years from now, what they will make. Hope they will not die by then. I really hope so.
2011年2月9日水曜日
Writing is what I used to really enjoy. It's the symbol of freedom and my creativity, even in a little thing such as how I pick the vocabulary, how the sentence order should go, and how I put it all together. I feel quite uncomfortable if sentence is unintentionally smooth or un-smooth. Then, when I started writing for getting by, it's not as fun as before any more. I think I am in a slump right now. This is such a normal thing, I know, that comes to everyone who choose to eat a bread by doing something you like. Musician, artist, anything who caught up into. Mine is not that serious, because I'm still not sure that writer should be a main focus in my career, but my frustration of unskilled English and restricted freedom of speech is killing me right now. and it's sad and heartbreaking that I can't love the thing in a way that I used to anymore. Honestly I cried in the pantry. Wiped my tears with my jersey top. I know I can be a very dramatic person, sometime take things too seriously. And I know I'm gonna forget this stress by the end of the night. I am just writing for my healing process because that's what I do anyway.I hope I can find clear borderline for my love and my job soon and be emotionless when I write for paychecks.