The Young Bubble

So I have felt jealous about your platonic relationships. But I have also felt jealous about you and the opposite gender. I wager that a sexual dalliance  would have triggered more jealousy. Glad twas not the case. I think it might be important to say that me trying to trigger jealousy was not premeditated. I was calling you as I walked upstairs to my home. Thus, I was smiling in anticipation of you picking up. When I walked into my house and my mom and her manfriend thought the smile was intended for them. So as not to disappoint I didn't respond even when you picked up.  Your constant "Hello?"s  still pulling at the ends of my mouth. When I was able to respond my first thought was to make a joke. Its only after i finished and heard the angry tone in your statement aboutit not being funny that the jealousy thing came to mind. But perhaps it isn't ungrounded that I did that. I really like you. MOF I love you. I also trust you. But it doesn't escape me that yo...

If in a dark and lonesome place a heart falls to the ground shattering into a million pieces, does anyone hear it? -TYB

I stand a hollow carcass of a girl I once thought myself to be. self sufficient and drive my insides teem with unending waves of darkness. light  has no chance here in this shadow land for the shadows have engulfed the thing itself there remains nothing to shed light upon the shade takes pleasure in imbibing any light that dares to come for the girl I once knew the girl I so desire to be the girl who is gone that girl has become the shadow and the shadows become her the only end to this ...  a darker shadow enveloping the entire existence. Then, somewhere in time and space that girl can, once more, be...; I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bubbly! TYB

To those nights when night sheds light on the cavity within you... When you realize the hours past are hours too far gone to be recollected; never to be caught; there will be no recycling of then for now... When your brain knows which way to go. And serendipitously, so does your heart but the "how?" purrs cooingly masking the crouching tiger hidden by a fog of uncertainties... When tears form and dissipate at equilibrium because you cause tears and cry and accuse you of being the cage that holds you captive and the captor has no right to let saltwater down this face... When you ache at the fact of tomorrow night being one of those nights because yesterday too was one of those nights. I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bubbly! TYB

Hey bubbles, This movie brought me to tears several times. I think that this should be aired in middle schools everywhere. And Lord God will you give me the wisdom to discern if any of my children neices or nephews, or cousins are facing  such trials in any aspect of their lives. I am twenty something years old and I could relate to these characters. The being bullied though not to that extent. THANK GOD. For if it was so i would not be here writing anything. The feeling of having no where to turn to even if to the onlooker there were so many routes that could have been taken. I especially liked that the bully  was also humanized and not made out to be the villain always but the broken person that all people are. And again that feeling of having no where to turn yet turning out frustrations on the ones who care; Something most people still do as adults. But thats for another time when I am ready to turn down that topic. This was a story that does how sad both roles really ...

Hey bubblies. Fangirling is such a rush of adrenaline. When your "bias" appears somewhere or is recorded doing something cool or what on the ever; uber "kyaaaa" or other girly excited sound (p.s. I have actually "kyaaaaa!"ed while fangirling, lol)  Its all cool and dandy till it passes a line. That line is crossed when we follow them after spotting with a in hand pointed them recording what we aren't sure they would have liked publicized. Its like paparazzi only with guerrilla tactics. Everybody could whip out a camera, kindly ask for a signature or picture or and follow you around without your say so. Yeah, nothing bad is said. In fact, a lot of [idol]ization goes on (didja catch the pun? huhuhuhu).  But still, being filmed when you didn't intend on it can be stressful. So lets be fan-persons (boys and girls) who are respectful of the other person's feelings, bias or otherwise. Let's not trigger their fight or flight mechanisms,...

WHY Why why Do I feel like if I do this I'll hurt this one or do that and hurt that one and let it be so that one over there can feel like I take their advise to heart. what about what I like. what about what i feel. can i have it my way? is the only way i can have it my way if I do it myself? I've always never tried, never put effort into it because I knew if I did this is what I'd get. And it feels so damned aggravating and painful to be right. Yes, thank you for your effort. I asked for something simple but you thought this would be best. After seeing best I asked that it be scaled down to better, What I felt comfortable walking around in. But no I am ungrateful. I do not acknowledge effort. I chose these. THESE are the two things I have found and think would look good on me. "NO" my choices are torn to shreds. "no no too this... Not that, no... not... its nice, but... no... no... no no no. I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bu...

Dealing, its hard, when someone you love passes away. Other than the loss of a life loved, I am most displeased with how everyone expects those who loved a life lost to be walking representations of hardship, pain and depression. Dealing comes in all shapes and sizes. Its not always the one who cries a river that hurts the most and its not always the one who can't shed a tear who wished death upon them. This just goes to say that reactions to everything run the whole gamut, death included. When I lost my father I left the hospital room where his uninhabited body lay and walked around the hospital. To be honest I was waiting till the last minute praying my Daddy would be the twenty first century Lazarus.  TYB

So I have started watching Oh My Venus [even though I definitely shouldn't be anywhere near a drama right now]. And let me tell you it is the shiznits. First lil miss Shin Min-Ah up in this shindig. Then add a buff of So Ji-Sup. Lets not forget some onscreen chemistry... and you just made the best pretty buff drama I'm going to not only enjoy the antics of this drama, but I will also use Joo-Eun's transformation as motivation for my transformation. Along with my thoughts on I will track my waist and thigh measurements, face size and weight here on a weekly basis. For the face size, I'll just take a selfie everyday; not sharing those. Sorry, not sorry,  Date  Waist, thigh measurents  Weight (lb, Kg)  11/26/15: Today is turkey day...  148, 68 12/02/15 First kiss!! 캬ㅏㅏ!!!! 144.5, 67.8 TYB

So Daniel Henney is fine but he is so typecasted. I feel like he always plays  the same character: a foreign (read American) business man in an Asian  country. My Lovely Samsoon Seducing Mr. Perfect Shanghai calling I hope he plays a different character the next time I see him. He's good looking and all, but that too  can wear thin.

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