@hanivyen I couldnโt understand everything. But basically he said โNoona, you canโt call me Oppa. I was born in 2003. How old are you noona? Isnโt it shameful to call me oppa?โ I could be wrong in some parts tho as itโs a bit inaudible!
You know that feeling where you're walking alone at night in a city where nobody knows you and your whole life suddenly makes sense?
There's a reason that hits different than anything you feel at home.
Your brain has two modes that almost never run at the same time. One handles paying attention to new things around you. The other handles thinking about yourself, your past, your future. They work like a seesaw. When one goes up, the other goes down. At home, your brain filters out 90% of your surroundings before you're even conscious of them. Everything is familiar. So the seesaw barely moves.
A foreign city at night breaks that.
Every street sign you can't read, every smell you can't name, every traffic pattern that feels wrong floods your hippocampus with dopamine and norepinephrine. Your brain is treating every single input as new. Meanwhile there's no task. No meeting. No one to perform for. No one even knows your name. So instead of your self-reflection system shutting down like it normally does when your environment gets intense, it stays fully online.
Two systems that normally suppress each other firing in parallel. That almost never happens.
The dopamine makes the moment feel significant. The norepinephrine burns it into long-term memory at a depth that your Tuesday commute never touches. And while all of this is happening, your brain is running old memories of who you used to be against present-tense sensory proof of where you are now.
That "how far I've come" feeling is a real neurochemical event. Your brain is building the most emotionally loaded version of your own story it can, in real time, at 20 watts, inside your skull.
I had a friend who used to call me at 4am crying about her boyfriend. Iโd wake up, listen, let her vent, and then go back to sleep, more than once. One night I couldnโt sleep, so I thought Iโd return the favor and called her at 4am. She answered and told me she was sleeping, & I should call back tomorrow. Moral of the story: always remember that energy you give isnโt always going to be reciprocatedโset your boundaries, even with โfriends.โ
All judges giving Gwyn Dorado a perfect score of 100 except Kyuhyun lol he was going through it
โCan a score like this even come out???โ
โThe highest score in Sing Again historyโ
& taeyeon teasing kyu that gwynโs next song is I hate you cho kyuhyun(from I want you) ๐ #๋๋ผ๋
If resources weren't a constraint, I'd much rather just be studying my masters now and not working!! I hate the corporate slavery (even if I acknowledge how privileged I am compared to others)
Can't wait to get out of this rat race for good