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🌈 happy 11th anniversary rainbow ! 🌈
fucking hated editing my CV but suddenly smth clicked last week and i was endowed with a god-complex and i am ready to market myself as a product while fighting to retain my personhood. i will complain about it the entire fucking time but i will perfect this skill.
tbh my day was very delightful. i have been adopted by extrovert friend and she drags me out to be social and experience things. made plans w said friend for today and woke up NOT wanted to go at ALL, dragging myself through the motions of brushing my teeth, getting dressed and having breakfast. still, we drag ourselves by the scruff.
we went and saw art that neither of us understood at all. but it was still an incredibly interesting, confusing and heavy experience. then we had a lovely lunch where i ordered extra chilli and the white lady on a table to my left kept staring at me. on the table to my right was a wealthy white family where everyone seemed to work in super jet set international orgs, rubbing shoulders with country presidents at DJ dance parties in paris.
then i spent a good 4 hours on call w a friend from undergrad that i didn't talk much to till after we graduated. i never know how to keep a convo going over text w them specifically. luckily they're v proactive about calls and videocalls so we ended up spending time together this evening. we tried to get work done and both of us succeeded in doing so (within reasonable expectations). we kept listening to movie soundtracks by trent reznor and atticus ross, followed by a playlist of choral music through the ages. always ALWAYS a delight to experience music together w said friend.
had some leftover budae jigae w rice for dinner, went out shopping for bfast tomorrow (a couple of friends from the building and i are getting together to make masala dosa + tomato chutney for bfast tomorrow).
seen near brighton pier
norfolk square, brighton
cityboy food blogger strikes again, this time w stir fried tomato egg noodlys. first time ever making fan qie chao dan! and topped noodles w it. i had my reservations abt poaching an already fried scrambled egg in a sauce that was mostly water??? but HIIIIIIII this is sooooo gooooooood.
edit: here's the recipe i kiiiiind of followed. since i was using a packet of instant noods, i halved the salt and split the noodle soup base between the eggs and the tomato base.
THIS YR HAS MADE ME SO!!! i hate saying the word 'grateful' now bcs being online has rotted my brain into associating it w toxic positivity. but i truly am so grateful for the friends i have, the friendships we have nurtured for years, revived, resuscitated, returned to and maintained. that someone i knew in 2008 can hit me up and we can talk easy. that someone i knew in 2011 calls me up to check in on me despite having not seen each other irl for 13 years. that i have had my high school best friend stay within an hour from me for the past 10 years. that i have met so many online friends and watched as we turned into irl friends. that mutuals through shared interests/opinions turn into friends. that i care for so many people. that so many people care for me. that even when my brain lies to me and makes me feel like i am the loneliest boy in the whole big wide world, there is PROOF, undeniable proof that people love and cherish me and that i love and cherish people.
it is strange to revisit a piece of writing u did when you felt messy and dirty and intense—like you would vomit if u didn't say something—only to feel self conscious and embarrassed of the fact that....the writing is also raw and messy and stark and absolutely not poetic?