Sorry for the lack of updates recently. I’ve been… uninspired, just to say the least. These days my schedule has been: 1) wake up, 2) work from 9:30 to 6, 3) eat, 4) go home, and 5) chill and sleep. In other words, not much going on.
I have been hitting up restaurants lately, however. Over the past week I have been to:
Amorino Gelato, Greenwich Village. Pictured: Piccolo-sized cone and cup gelato. I tried the Amirano Chocolate, Chocolate, and Hazlenut flavors (pictured on right). They were all delicious!! Reminds me of the gelato I had in Spoleto, Italy. 5/5 Continue reading
I just bought flowers online for my dad, in anticipation of Father’s Day. I know, I know – flowers don’t usually come to mind when one thinks of Father’s Day, but my dad specially requested for it, so I cannot but to comply.
Anyway. When I was buying the flowers, I remembered something that I realized recently. I remembered that I haven’t received flowers in almost three years. To be honest it makes me sad.
Jewels and petals… In reality they aren’t much – just a few stems of flora, a few bits of stone. I can get them for myself, but I never had the heart to… because it just reminds me of everything that is sad.
First Friday night in New York City, we went to Aburiya Kinnosuke for dinner.
The service was good… the food was great… overall, I really liked it!
Yelp it here.
om om om om om
We had the following items:
Japanese Style Fried Organic Chicken
Tsukune / Grilled Ground Chicken (Plain or Teriyaki Sauce)
Sauteed Noodle in a Hot Stone Pot
Salmon & Roe on Rice
And now I’m off to sleep. Good night, loves!
As promised from the previous post, I have arrived in New York City and am enjoying the last bit of a carefree summer. I would have blogged earlier had my WiFi at the summer dorm residence been working; but all is well now. Today’s post will feature three things: 1) my dorm room, 2) the Highline, and 3) food!
As you have all realized, the mingostein has not been updating lately. This is because nothing has been happening, so there was nothing to update about. Thankfully, things might be changing up for the next few months.
I recently got back from New York City for an interview. Of course, the fun always comes after the interview. First, I went to eat takoyaki at Otafuku in East Village, followed by desserts at Spot Dessert Bar in St. Marks. Then came shopping at the Fifth Avenue Zara, followed by confections at Lady M by Central Park.
I realized something today.
I asked myself whether I would rather be stupid, or to remain the way I am today.
I realized I would rather be the person I am now, even if it is painful.
If I am stupid, I would be happier. I wouldn’t be able to pick up the nuances of actions… the history unspoken… the things untold. I wouldn’t feel the pain of being kept in the dark, of knowing I am not knowing.
But I would rather my mind be as is. I would rather have the ability to realize what is unsaid, than to be unaware of what I am missing. Even if it is painful, I can’t not know.
I would rather know.
Everyone has his/her moments when emotions cloud over all other judgments. I do, you do, and I am 100% sure everyone else does at some point in their lives.
For me, during those times, I can take one of two actions:
- To drown myself in the emotion
- To sublimate, to analyze, and to rationally get over it
And in today’s post, I’ll stick with number two, because drowning myself in anxious worries does me no good given my upcoming exam in 13 hours.
I recently watched the new The Great Gatsby (2013) movie over the weekend.
I have never read the book, sadly. I wish my high school curriculum included works like The Great Gatsby, Hamlet, King Lear, etc. Regardless, I’ll be reading this novel over the summer.
The movie brought forth a lot of issues in my mind… some of which are more salient than the others; some of which are more painful than the others. After I read the book I’ll do a more in-depth review of my thoughts; for now, I’ll focus on one:
I’ve been following the news on the Cleveland, Ohio kinapping case. I’m disgusted with not only the things Ariel Castro did, but also with the police.