The Young Bubble

Too cocky too soon. I was riding down Hanover parkway towards Mandan road listening to "that girl is on fire", being all cocky, trying to show off how cool I was to the cars that passed by or had to drive behind me.  I successfully showed off on Hanover parkway. Mandan road however,  was a different story.  As I pedaled very quickly trying to live up to my ego and past the expectations of my unwilling audience I noticed that my bike and I were quickly heading toward an unsavory end. In those fractile seconds I calculated the potential injuries that may arise were my bike and I to meet the fate that was the butimen covered streets together and how bone and iron would play several games of tensile strength and came to the conclusion that I'd rather they did not play thus. My hands let go and my feet pushed off and I... I let God. Without its two legged pilot, my two wheeled vehicle skidded on its side as I was catapulted a car's length ahead. Alas my audience was ente...

15510 - Divorce lawyer in love - Ep 7 ending- how come all these single ladies know how to tie ties. (If I was a guy, I'd feel weird if my girlfriend knew how to do it before she met me because I'd think she's done it for some other guy!) TYB

Hey bubblies! I had some time on my hands, so I made a meme about a really really pretty boy: I think this one was too long. while I was at it I decide why not make more. I'll stop. I think I'm running out of creative juices. Anyways, I hope that made you smile a bit. Scratch that here are some existing memes that had me snickering up a storm... As always, stay bubbly! TYB

Hey bubblies! I give so much advice that I don't take. Take today for instance: I arrive at 한글날 around the time its ending. I tell people to make friends but I do not. Its so sad because I could technically have lots of Korean acquaintances. But I keep thinking I do not want to come off as an infatuated person, or a korea-boo as its now called. Especially guy Koreans. Because I am biased towards Korean guys. Its not that I'll fall head over hills in love with them but just that I'll be physically attracted to them. And i hate it when my feelings and emotions are betrayed before I wish for them to be. And then with girls its hard to approach those that are already all cliquey,Korean or otherwise. Girls are scary. I feel as if after our interaction ill be the butt of their jokes forever and ever.  And finally maybe my interest is an infatuation and I don't want to feed it. Or maybe I'm just afraid of rejection and I want to aviod rejection by not asking in the f...

The way I've lead my life leaves me wanting so much more. For example the last 8 years of my life could have been so much more active, or so much productive, so much more aspiring, so much more of so much more... I could have set goals for myself experimented in more ways life, love, art and faith. In my life I could have been childlike, I could asked the questions I longed to ask save for fear that if I ask them it would seem as if I was rejecting God, rejecting religion. But that's just a part of what I could have done that is so much more. I could have been so much more. I can still be so much more. the entirety of the rest of my life lies  before me. The words that I say, every one of them, a new beginning. The much more that I desire, it's within my grasp. The questions I want to ask, God's ears are open I only need ask; I only need to look forward and test the waters by doing more; to producing more and to be more active. The entirety of existence has not end...

안녕 버블리스 난 몰라지만 극적인이에요. 그런데도 요즘 약한 사람 같아요. 늦게 일어나고 좀 운동도 하면 피곤해요. 오늘 사서함에 역을 받았어요. 약을 먹어서 기분이 낫으면 좋겠다. 지금 먹을까. 버브리 계속 해! ㅌㅇㅂ

Yo bubblies, I just saw a movie trailer that I think I want to watch: The Duff. Here's the trailer: A duff is a designated ugly fat friend. I think I might be the designated ugly fat friend of my friend group: frumpiest of them all, low self esteem but high standards type of girl. lolz Anyways, I want to watch this movie. As of now (15123) this is what I think of it. For the first time, I can agree with the movie plot that the girl isn't the prettiest. I mean the girl is not ugly. What I mean by this is that she seems to have normal ( my proportions) and in comparison to her friends and the her ever hateful queen bee, lets just say she wouldn't be scouted by modeling agencies. I think her man interest already had a crush on her from their childhood and he missed her since she was always withher gal pals. That's the one reason the whole thing happened with him telling her shes a duff. Maybe my logic is flawed. IDK tell me your theories. The mean girl...

Hey Bubbles, So that familiar feeling I mentioned in "To see or not to see",  well it was dead on point.  I did see someone I would rather not have seen. I know that for sure becuase I saw them again today; had my glasses on we had parallel although opposite paths; and the bookbag was the same bookbag that I saw riding on the bike rider's back [I like weird looking bookbags]. But Zayum, why?! Now that I have resolved certain privacy issues I feel more at ease discussing this unwarranted appearance before the existence that is currently my life. So I saw a familiar face that I thought was long gone. I wanted to verify weather or not it was a similar face or that familiar face so I sought the current occupation of that person and clicked a link to LinkedIn. Now at this pont it ran through my head that I may be logged in to LinkedIn and if so this person would know that I visited their profile (I know this sounds stalker-ish, but hear me out). For some dumb reason I let...

Its getting colder outside with a heat flare every once in a while. Rain too falls heavily once in a while and some times daily. But its obvious its falling season. The temperature falls, leaves fall, rain falls, people too fall (cause its slippery  outside). Ah but emotions too fall. Falling feelings nestle into hearts and minds and homes. The cold feeling freeze extremities as well as the center. Hot chocolate, warm pastries and just brewed coffee; none of these can fight the cold. People hibernate in their individual spaces leaving their idle minds and hearts to fall prey to the falling feelings. They eat at what you believe what you love what binds you to other people and try to disassemble what binds you with Him.  The falling feelings make it so that even though its freezing, entropy is at its best. It is not something that must happen. You can enjoy the falling temperatures, the falling rain, the falling leaves, and at least find humor in falling without housing fallin...

Hey bubblies, I feel so negative at times, yes even though I call you (the readers) bubblies, I am not bubbly all the time. Like now TYB

UHM... So yesterday I think saw someone I didn't want to see; someone I thought would be long gone from my hemisphere. I didn't confirm the identity, but the familiar felling lurked about me like an eager dog. plus deductively if that person where still within this area, that is the most logical place to have seen them. So today I didn't see someone I wanted to see; someone who I intentionally try not to talk to because well: I am afraid I'm as clear as a newly purchased DWR Victoria Ghost Chair. Alas, life sent a recall in the form of exams and tings,... So I bid thee good day, until the next day. TYB

Yvette B.Tamukong. That is what my birth certificate reads. However, I have been called many other names in the few years my cells have been going through mitosis. Some of these words are medical, insulting, complementing and, of course, nicknames. I was called an embryo, a baby, a child, a pre-teen, a teen, an adolescent and, at last, an adult. I do not really think the term adult should be applied based on medical terms. An adult is someone who is responsible for themselves and is capable, if needed, of caring for another. As of now I do not believe myself to have met those conditions. So this the story of how I got so many names. I was born to Joseph and Florence T on the evening of monday, May *1, 19** in a providence called Wum. I was their first biological child together. Joseph had two children from a previous marriage: both boys. Gerald and Edwin are their names. Gerald is the eldest. And then there was Nadine. She is, in actuality, my cousin on my mothers side who was adopt...

Hey bubblies, I took an expected trip through the net today and happened to lay eyes on this hopelessly romantic paragraph. I wanted to share with all, singletons and attached both.  Relax your facial muscles because  the following is sure to put a smile on your face! I’m often perceived as visually “put-together” or styled in a way that is unapproachable and untouchable. Here I was, blessed with the very real possibility of my first second date in over a year and a half and goshdarnit I wanted to be touchable! I wanted to have shaken-out hair that I could casually flip and tuck behind one ear as I leaned in for a conspiratorial chuckle at some shared observation, and maybe it would fall from behind my ear and my date would reach out and tuck it back again and just then a bluebird would flutter in and land on my outstretched index finger and the bluebird and I would sing a lovely duet and then my date would join in on the third verse and I would wonder how he knew the so...

I hate myself for always losing things. I have lost over $2000 worth of merchandize from cameras to phones to clothes to actual money. $100 $20 Canon camera Some brand phone Canon camera Neck pillow Armani exchange glasses Iphone 4 tiny dainty gold rings Pashmina scarf Leather Jacket 500,000 won Jean Shirt A lot of water bottles A lot of earrings Lg phone vintage finger cuff Korean pen Striped cardigan Iphone 5s Medicated spectacles Samsung galaxy 3 I am sick and tired of this. I absolutely hate that things that I worked hard to get or that my friends and family especially thought I would appreciate or make good use of.  Its like oil is pouring down and nothing I do can hold the oil for a long time. I come up with plans and daily habits that should help me keep all my possessions in my possession.but on day i fail and it just slips out of my hands and into to storm drain that I am standing on never to be retrieved again. It like that my whole life. th...

사랑이가 참 더러워요. Love is so dirty. Everybody craves it; everybody has received it; everybody has given it; sometimes there's a giving but there's never receiving and sometimes it's not reciprocated. That's how love is: multifaceted. And sometimes with the giving but not receiving it's not always that there isn't a mutual love it's just different languages. As in I understand love is this and I expect you to do this and I expect you to say this and you see love as saying this love is doing this and love is just sometimes unspoken. Sometimes one just feels as if love is articulated by the carbon and oxygen atoms that once inhabited our bodies forgetting that they to are preoccupied with their own electric relationships to bother with ours, yours, and theirs. Love is just like english: its different depending on which country you are in or even where your english tutor is from. In other words love is different depending on who ...

Smoke & Mirrors: Episode 2: http://youtu.be/QP1eBcRiVGQ

Hi bubblies, I think TYB suddenly got a bunch of new bubblies, or maybe a few  really steadfast bubblies. Anyways, I just want to be accountable for the words I am to spill onto this screen: I'll write once a month minimum; I'll create a schedule to help me sail through the net year because ts mighty packed. I'll exercise my faith diligently by working hand in hand with God; I will minimize my feelings of incompetency, jealousy, lust, revenge, and self-pity. Keep me accountable. I'll try my best to do so myself. its been weightless, see you next time. TYB

So I have a tale to tell. I have been without mobile device for long a time and lived to tell about it. It all started on a warm Tuesday evening. April 8 2014 to be exact. My classmates and I were in the process of executing a Chinese fire drill,  when my phone fell, sliding under the car as I was trying to occupy the front passenger seat. Scared,  I quickly grasped at it praying the light didn't turn green. The people in the car behind us laughed as I scrambled for it... and finally got it within the confines of my hand. Phew. My classmates and I thought to go have lunch at Chipotle and we did. Before we went into the store I was torn between taking my phone or not. You see my phone was almost out of battery. On one hand I thought it was pointless carrying around a dead phone but then maybe I should take it. (I don't know why I did that because it's not like I wanted to charge it.  I know that because I did not take the charger.)  Very regretful decision. I only...

I didn't look forward to it but I didn't hate it either. Having another being share my room with me was something I had lived with all my life save the last few months. Then one day I came home and the airy feel of my room was diminished: the open empty  space under my bed that filtered light in was darkened by storage bins; my organized  loosely packed closet was blessed with many a box. I thought perhaps my mother had thought my room could serve as storage for some inexplicable reason and I would reason explicably with her. Then  explicable realization- my aunt had said she'd be coming over to d tayfor quite a while. Since I was in school, I left home early and cameback late. And it just so happened that my aunt was working nights and sleeping days. So we never saw each other for three good days. When she did see me, she seemed angry put off and some of what she was feeling was directed at me. I came in said hi, I mean cuz I already knew she was in the house and I wa...

I have had a really good day today. At some points I felt bad then good then bad then good again. I was upset that what I wanted was given to someone else. Then I realized I had not asked whilst this other person had. Then I imagined that I would be ostracized for the duration. But, with just  few words from someone, I resolved to revel in solitude as opposed to loneliness. I enjoyed the movie. I can honestly say this. I also enjoyed dinner; though I must add that perhaps I was overbearing with the outgoingness or in trying to be fun/funny. I was just like the white tall guy in "think like a man too." Only thing is I am his opposite: black short girl. Yes, even though some may find it taboo to refer to black and white as opposites The whole day just led me to think of  picture that got my attention today... Cheers to your bubbles TYB