This blog needs some life! What better way than to make Music Monday a weekly thing?

4minute - “Invitation”

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K-pop yet again, but I can’t help that the genre is so darn addicting. This was actually recommended to me through Last.fm — probably because they sound very similar to my other current Korean girl group favorite, 2NE1.

I’ll try to post music that I actually understand next week. Hah.

P.S. Thank you for the birthday wishes! It’s nice to know people actually read this blog. Hahaha.

I don’t feel wiser, but I definitely feel older. On my way back home, I had to stop for a middle school bus — and then I thought (very depressingly), “Middle school was 11 years ago.”

I thought it was just yesterday that I was thinking to myself, “I’m turning 13 soon — that’s so old.” Oh past self, if only you could see yourself now.

…because I tend to attract guys at the most inappropriate of times. The gym is not usually a place of choice to try to approach people, is it?

I was 45 minutes into my routine and had just finished my cardio. Next: leg machines. (I tend to be rather sensitive about my thighs. They’ve been some of my largest nemeses — I can never get them toned enough.) It was only me and this one other guy in my apartment’s gym since it’s a Friday night…and on this Friday night I seemed to be the only person on campus without any plans. But that’s okay since I like my alone time.

So I’m continuing my workout when the guy comes up and stands next to the machine. I think he’s just taking a break from his own workout, so I awkwardly try to ignore him. It’s impossible once he starts waving his hand in front of my face and signaling for me to take out my headphones.

Weird guy: This might be a weird question. So what are you doing on a Friday night?

Me: (thinking: is this guy serious? I guess I’ll be facetious.) ….exercising.

Weird guy: …well, way to state the obvious.

And then he takes out a cigarette and walks away.

…I don’t know which one was worse: this experience or getting asked out while waiting in line for the motherfrickin’ port-a-potty last fall at Austin City Limits.