Petty why are you doing this to me?! Why are you bringing back History 3: Trapped. I haven't found a way to be over them and I dont see us getting a sequel anytime soon.
You've read my tags @25shadesoffebruary. You know I want HIStory 18: Freed RIGHT NOW! It's been over four years since Tang Yi walked into the prison.
FREE MY MAN ALREADY!
I am begging Kiseki: Dear to Me to use its four year time jump to bring my man home to me! Especially because I wrote this entire post about how food and specifically birthday cake is being used in Kiseki to show love, and this was a special trait of HIStory 3: Trapped.
So when I wrote my post, I got all in my feels about both shows.
And it's strange in a way because Taiwan constantly offers us this connection between birthdays and love.
Taiwan offers us this symbolism constantly, so when Thailand did too, it really hurt me in Moonlight Chicken and Bed Friend since Moonlight Chicken also showed the importance of food as love, and Bed Friend made that connection to childhood trauma the same way HIStory 3: Trapped did.
Special shout out to Korea's To My Star for making that connection to childhood trauma as well.
So know that I'm ALWAYS thinking about HIStory 3: Trapped like I'm Shao Fei watching Tang Yi when he should've been doing his damn job instead.
That's me, when I should be focusing on other shows, I'm thinking about my number ones.
Kiseki: Dear to Me has already given me so much, but if it could give me my final boss, Tang Yi, on top of my newest obsession . . .
This show will ascend to holy territory.
Because I'm a sucker for gay (mafia) men sharing meals and love.
Especially the ones who put tracking devices on their lovers.
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Bought my uncle a burger and milkshake in exchange for letting me disrupt the holiest day of the week, NFL Sunday Football, so I could install a Pi-hole and free the household of ads...the thing abt the specific boomers I live with is they told me not to trust people on the Internet but they do not understand the algorithm or online advertising and think that Facebook has their best interests at heart. And every time I have tried to explain to them that no, blorbo from my dashboard is not selling my kidneys on the dark web but Google from your capitalism is definitely selling your web searches to every advertising company on the planet, they think I am paranoid. How could their personal friend Mark Zuckerberg want anything bad to happen to them etc. I am fighting battles I did not know existed!!!
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I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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When I followed you earlier today and then realized this blog wasn't even two days old it made me feel like I invested in a startup.
Do you think if you did the lyrics for Fireflies by Owl City, your database would give us fireflies? (Will also accept owls. And there's a line about sheep too).
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Common name: Kisslip cuttlefish
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