I've been suffering from extreme feelings of fickleness that I'm almost repulsed by myself.
I think it took someone saying it for me to really understand that I really am fickle. I can NEVER make up my mind, and when I do I switch it so quickly. I'm a bit notorious for choosing something, changing my mind, switching, and then changing my mind again and going back to the original.
I'm trying though, to not let it ruin anything these days. When I begin to have second thoughts I try to veer my thoughts into a more positive vein. Nothing that bad or that good can come from changing my mind. I should just ride the wave I've provoked.
I went to Icheon during Korean lunar new year (seolal) to see the best gay person I have ever met in my entire life. I'm pretty sure that he and I have very close to the same personality. We get along quite well and the way we talk is just golden. I could never ask for a better friend.
Now that I'm done glorifying him, we hung out in his apartment, mostly getting drunk, playing xbox, talking and eating. I'm excited to do this all over again soon!
Eventually we met up with his boyfriend who turned out to also be really cool (but we didn't connect as well) and we all hung out together, eventually heading off to Seoul to check out gay culture in Korea.
Now, granted, I live in Korea, one of the worst places in the world to be gay. So it's safe to say I didn't have high hopes when I first set off for my first piece of gay culture.
First, we went to an entirely gay coffee shop. At first hearing of this place, I immediately thought, what a great idea! But when I got there, the energy in the room was just so...intense. It felt like I was being judged and everyone else in the room was being judged and I hated it. I really wished we could have left sooner but we were waiting for the motels to open so we could drop off our stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'll go again in the future, but not for longer than like, 30-40 minutes tops. I just can't stand how GAY it was in there.
Anyway, so once we left the fag fest, we departed to our hotel, pre-gamed with some soju and mekju (beer) and headed off to what I quickly discovered on arrival, another fag fest.
We went to a gay bar called Pulse...it isn't an entirely gay club, but mostly gay guys go soo...not too many straighties to be seen. Anyway, long story short, I didn't have the best of times there. It go packed full of Koreans who really weren't interested in me (yes, I'm that vain) and so, I wanted to leave a bit earlier than I had predicted.
Next time I want to go to the hill, seeing as that's where the best gay places are. They're a bit smaller and you're capable of talking to each other in them so, that would be nice. ^^ Next time.
Let's hope next time I don't lose my friends and drunkenly fall on my knees a hundred times. :/
