Sticks and stones may break your bones......

.........but a 45 meter fall will kill y'all.
-lovingly stolen from the Fresh Prince of Belair with my own little twist.. heh.

Anyways.... I went on a blogging rampage where I was cranking out blogs at a crazy ridiculous speed. But I guess I "hit a wall" (as Gelly usually says) and it felt like too much of a task, rather than something fun. Although I did manage to write an 8 page, double spaced journal entry that won't be published on this site.. not any time soon anyways. It started out as just a regular blog, but then I decided that it became much too personal... so that is why I refrained from posting it on here. Yeh yeh. Only a select few get to read it.. but probably only these select few wanted to read it anyways.

Hmmm... so continuing this blog. I overheard Jake and Gelly tossing around the idea of going bungee jumping and that was something that I was definitely interested in... despite my horrible fear of heights. Yes, I was eavesdropping like an uber creepster and invited myself to come along.. haha. It seems like bungee jumping is on most people's checklists of "Things to do before you die".... or maybe it's on most people's checklists of "things to do if you want to die"... ha ha. Just kidding... bungee jumping is perfectly safe... or so they make you believe.......... well, our group survived so I guess it's okay. We managed to persuade Ryo + James to come(who suffered enormous amounts of peer pressure har harr... admittedly by my own hand.... or mouth) jump off the ledge with us.. My argument was, "If I can do it, you can too!" which really does ring true. we got a pretty sizable group.. although not large enough to get the group discount. Damnit, we were one short! The group consisted of Angelica, Pat, Jake, Ryo, James, Silvia, Peter, Katharina, and myself. The usual, I suppose. Hey Ames! You're going to do it!! I'm gunning for you.... Anyway, I managed to zen-out on the way there and didn't really feel as afraid as I should. But...

Oh boy. Was I in for it or what??

As we were all getting our harnesses on, someone said.. or maybe I said.. I don't remember who said..... "Oh, this doesn't seem like it's going to be that bad or scary." As soon as this sentence was uttered, we hear these god awful blood curdling screams as a girl is plunging and recoiling. Holy balls. The elevator ride up was exhilarating.... errr, euphemism for absolutely horrifying? The walls were transparent, so I guess with each foot we rose, we grew more and more terrified.. or well, maybe I grew more and more terrified. Whatever, I'm not embarrassed that I was scared. Before ascending, we decided the jumping order.. some of us even decided the night before which I was not aware of!! Anyway, Gelly decided to go first being the fucking badass warrior that she is. She peered over the ledge, looked back and uttered one word. "FFFFFFFUCK"
I'm pretty sure that was her word of choice all the way down. Perhaps a few "shits" were mixed in there as well. I don't quite remember what the order was before me.. but I went 7th, and was followed by Peter, and then Jake who wanted to be the anchor. That was a great idea because these two guys were calm as fuck... almost annoyingly so. Just kidding.... Whenever I asked Peter if he was afraid, he'd just shrug it off and go "Naw"... damnit, so I put my makeshift game face on... and..... o.k., I'm sure anyone who knows me knows that I don't have anything of that sort! So I went with the next best thing(actually, the only thing available to my disposal), my crazy scared dangerously close to tears face on..... and begrudglingly made my way over to the nerve-racking zone.

I don't exactly know what I expected.. but holy shit. When I got to the ledge, it was beyond terrifying! I peered down, and was overcome with a dizzying fear. My arm automatically wrapped around the pole next to me... the attendant was completely bored and was unabashed about showing it. He muttered, "5, 4, 3, 2, 1 bungee..." to which my body responded by freezing. I shot him a look of desparation and started going on with nonsensical bits of conversation, ANYTHING to forestall my seemingly imminent death. I asked him about the proper jumping techniques, which direction I should leap towards, his astrological sign, whether he was more of a Betty or Veronica type of guy. O.k. I lied about the last two, but I did give him an awkward high-five and had him repeat the word "FIGHTING!" back to me. I kept turning back to look at Jake and Peter who were shouting words of encouragement to me. It felt like I was up there forever. I shot Jake a left of anguish and yelled, "Oh my god I can't do this" to which Jake responded, "Let go of the pole!" All I could think in my head was, "Noooo.... it's the only thing that's keeping me from a 45m fall!" Uggggghhhhh... upon arriving at this ledge, I had all these visions/delusions of grandeur where I'd gracefully swan dive off of the ledge with a running start.. Nuh uh, no way. Apparently I didn't even jump. I just put my feet on the edge and just slumped off. Less than graceful, but whatever. At least I fucking did it! So I guess you guys are expecting me to tell you that it wasn't scary once I jumped, right? That it was only the convincing myself to jump off the ledge part that was scary, right? right?? Well, too fucking bad. The free fall was scary as all fucking hell! You don't feel as if you're harnessed until it catches you.. and even when it does, you recoil and pretty much drop from almost the same height again. I didn't even scream.. I was just absolutely petrified.. and the first words I managed to get out was "Ugggghh my god" according to Gelly. It's hard for me to remember everything.. I almost blacked out with fear. We jumped over a lake and there was a little man waiting underneath in a boat who kind of fished you down.... I couldn't even stand.. my legs were trembling so badly that my knees pretty much just collapsed underneath me. O.k. last thing I wanted to do was fall in the god damn lake.. so I just grabbed on for dear life while thinking to myself, "Holy fuck nuts! What the hell did I just do??"

But, shit. What an adrenaline rush. Nothing quite builds you up like jumping off a scary ass ledge. I can't even describe the mixture of emotions.. you honestly just come down to solid ground feeling a million times more empowered than you ever have before. I mean.. FUCK, if you can conquer as great a fear as this, what can't you do? Seriously, grab me an alligator to wrestle, a fucking bear to challenge to a hot dog eating contest, a shark to crawl into the mouth of... ANYTHING. I'll do it!! I honestly felt so proud of myself for sidestepping my fear just for a moment to laugh in it's face. Ha ..ha..... ha...... HA!! I think this helped me realize that I need to stop beating myself up over being afraid.. as long as it doesn't get in the way of me living my life. I know that this is cheesy poofs for everyone, but fuck. You experience something like that and tell me you don't think the same things. All in all, it was an awesome experience and I think I might be doing it again come Saturday. This time we're going to be taking along Ames and her little sister who will be visiting.. and my friend who will be visiting.. JOE!! I'm so excitedddddd. He's coming tomorrow night and I'm fucking jazzzzedd.

After the bungee jumping, we went to Anna's house to cook, hang out, and basically have an awesome mellow night. Pat, Ryo, and I collected some items from grand mart to cook in the evening. Well, they cooked. I folded a handful of mandus(Korean dumplings) and ate. We had mandus(some pork filled, while the others were tofu filled) and some curry.. those boys are awesome cooks! I'm jealous since I'm only able to manage the occasional egg fry. Anna and Ames finished off the night with some chocolate covered bananas and oranges. Why are my friends so awesome?? They feed my tummy and my SOUL. My SEOUL. SEEEEEEOUUUUULLL!! Wow, I'm fucking bonkers. As I said tonight to Ryo and Ames though, when you find out that your friends are also crazy.. it's so gratifying because the world becomes your own insane asylum. Word. Anyway, the night was greeeeeeeat. Anna's house has such an awesome vibe to it.. and we collected such a good hangout group.

P.S. I am signing up for classes with the lovely miss Anna Yi! You guys don't know Anna yet so I'm going to give a brief introduction. She's this totally awesome girl who might be the sweetest, kindest, warmest person you'll ever be fortunate enough to meet! She takes art classes at this really cool studio in Hongdae(the nearby cooler artsier neighborhood).. and she was gracious enough to let me accompany her to her sessions.. aka, I totally stalked her. Peter came along as well... and we just drew pictures of random ass shit we found in the room.. I totally suck at 3d drawings... so I thought it'd be easy to draw a stack of cups... Uhm, I'm not quite sure how I came to this conclusion seeing how it was incredibly difficult... but they managed to kind of sort of..... not really look like cups. Ugh. It was so much fun and the teacher was super chill.. so I decided that I wanted to sign up. I had an amazing time! The next day, I decided that I wanted to create some art projects... although I don't really know how... so I started taking images out of Anna's children's biblical storybook.. the only thing she had with 2d images... and I created my own sci-fi wonderworld out of those images. It's not quite finished yet but it's pretty hilarious if you see it.... haha. We'll see how it turns out with my very very very limited art skills.





if you look real closely, you can see my arm wrapped around the pole....

Now I am offering up to you a juxtaposition of Jake and I's photos.... in order to more clearly demonstrate his badass-ness and my terrifiedass-ness.

this is Jake's perfect swan dive bungee jumping...

now this is my dumbass.........such a graceful fall...... this is what I look like when I'm terrified out of my fucking mind

this is Jake totally fearless...

this is me still terrified out of my fucking mind....UGGGGHHHH MAAAAHHHHH GAAAAAHHHHDDDDD

GROUP PICTURE!

on the subway home...

Gels, me, James, and Peter tired as all hell... sitting on the floor of the train

Ryo, Gels, and I

folding some mandu....

cutest picture ever of Pat and Angie-kins





P.P.S.
So I was doing laundry tonight at the nearby laundromat.... when I saw a sign saying "Mo Jazzy" .... like the record label with a "y' added on the end. I dropped in and it looked super legit. They were even playing Nujabes!!! How fucking awesome is that? So I promptly called up Ames and Ryo... and then it was history.... in..the.. making. Heh, the table came equipped with a pack of markers.. so we sat down and started drawing. Well, Ames and Ryo came up with some awesome drawings as usual... I drew my usual crazy-ass shit that 5 year olds usually do. 'Twas fun. Anyhow, the guy that worked there was really cool and gave us "service" aka free shit, in the form of a cinnamon raisin bagel with butter and jam, and some chocolate cookies. YAY! I also bought a CD, and he gave me another one for free! The place is also open until midnight and it's RIGHT near my house.. so it sounds like I found a new home. There wasn't anyone else in there so it was like our own little safe haven.... sighhhh.