Diary of a Parisian misfit (Thoughts and life stories from a dude born and raised in the city of lights) — We live in such a crazy world right now. That’s wild when you think about it. This new normal would look like a dystopian future to our old self from 3 years ago. Imagine telling him/her the world will be soon hit by a pandemic and everyone will be forced…

Diary of a Parisian misfit (Thoughts and life stories from a dude born and raised in the city of lights) — “We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.” — Charles Bukowski I’ve been back in Paris since mid-September with the plan to put…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — If you take a few steps back and think about it, it’s kinda weird to see all these Instagramers and Tik-Tokers around the globe, doing lip-syncing videos. It’s so ridiculous and useless, yet super trendy. What a weird world we live in. If you look at it closely you realize…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — What does really matter, what truly brings joy to your life? Sounds like a difficult question but is it? If we follow the 80/20 Pareto principle, it means 20% of what you’re doing in your life brings 80% of happiness. So what are those meaningful things, and why don’t you…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — It’s been almost a year since businesses in Seoul are closing freaking early in the evening (mostly 10 pm), but the government decided they were not fucking enough with the livelihood of people and the last 2 weeks, every restaurant and bar have to close at 9 pm. Obviously it’s…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — I had an epiphany yesterday, as I was scrolling through my followers list and saw the Instagram profile of an acquaintance who committed suicide last month. No one will fucking remember me. I will eventually fade away like a fart during hurricane season. Think about it. Let’s go with a…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — I had a weird confusing dream last night. I actually don’t remember much of it but there were lots of dead relatives in it, mostly people I disliked. Anyway, when I sat on the can this morning and looked at the Instagram story of one my buddy working out at…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — Life is only worth living between 11 p.m. and 4 a.m. At the crossroads of nighttime aspirations and crack of dawn disappointments. It’s kind of sad in a way, but most people don’t have the strength to face social pressure and follow their own path when the sun is shining…

ROK and Roll! (my adventures in the land of soju, kimchi, Taekwondo and Twice ❤) — You’re not the kind of guy who would be standing in the middle of a street at this hour on a Monday, slightly drunk, confused, and frustrated. But here you are. And you’re not alone, you’re surrounded by noisy horny drunk people trying to put one foot in front of…