{"id":5132,"date":"2021-04-20T04:26:59","date_gmt":"2021-04-20T08:26:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/?p=5132"},"modified":"2021-04-21T04:28:09","modified_gmt":"2021-04-21T08:28:09","slug":"waiting-for-time-to-pass","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/2021-solar-terms\/waiting-for-time-to-pass\/","title":{"rendered":"waiting for time to pass"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u8c37\u96e8\u3002<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_5133\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5133\" style=\"width: 960px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-5133 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/04\/gy21.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"960\" height=\"540\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-5133\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Something I made as part of a final project.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I&#8217;ve had the tab for this draft open for about a day or so without having written a single word. Procrastinating even the things I enjoy doing, the things that I&#8217;ve set for myself, the things that normally serve as a reprieve in an otherwise unpleasant school day&#8230; I guess that just proves that I am Chilling and it is the End of the Semester. I&#8217;m done with my third year of classes. As usual, I have no idea how I got here. I just kept walking, handing assignments in, talking to friends, making new friends, eating too many snacks, etc.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s been a week of No Real Responsibilities, and I don&#8217;t think there&#8217;s been a single day where I slept before 5AM. The sun rises early these days, which is nice. I did do my taxes, pay summer tuition, confirm my enrolment, clean my room, cut my hair, and call my parents, so I wouldn&#8217;t consider myself unproductive. Somehow I still feel like I don&#8217;t have enough time.<\/p>\n<figure style=\"width: 1047px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/64.media.tumblr.com\/59e9a762d4d2f13a714bced4a620ab5b\/d7e1479d3879c5e2-7b\/s1280x1920\/ded074832b09d8c30c466ba22cf8274b394b2b5f.jpg\" width=\"1047\" height=\"984\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-caption-text\">Flowers from the front yard. My landlord was talking about how that&#8217;s the first (and perhaps only) sign of life here in Toronto.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Anyway, let&#8217;s talk about something else! I&#8217;ve been thinking about Writing recently. This sounds hilarious because ever since I could utilise Words, I have been haphazardly stringing them together to create stories and thought-processes. I&#8217;ve been thinking about writing more fiction since the end of the fall semester, but ended up too busy to get to it. I did write a few nonfictional fiction pieces that I used for various school projects (such as <a href=\"https:\/\/bittermeloncholy.neocities.org\/dark.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">the dark<\/a>), which is pretty fun. I essentially use some real-life experienced events and write them as if it happened to some fictional character that had more explicit emotions than I do, and more willingness to speak about said emotions, and then I write it from a first person perspective. It&#8217;s fiction because it&#8217;s not reality, but it&#8217;s nonfiction because it&#8217;s real. It&#8217;s also a bit more dramatized, and often comes wth a tidy ending, or attempt at a conclusion. (&#8230;) I guess all writing is like that, though.<\/p>\n<p>I also &#8220;found&#8221; (the quotation marks are because I never lost it in the first place) a piece of writing from early 2017. In light of recent events I wanted to dig it up and rewrite it, but I feel like it may be doing my 16 year old self a disservice to write over it. I never named it, so the document in my drive is still called <a href=\"https:\/\/bittermeloncholy.neocities.org\/sleep.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><em>narrative 2.5<\/em><\/a>. Again, it highlights the complexities in the way I saw myself as a young teenager and my extended family, who I never really had a relationship with at that point. Obviously things changed in 2019 when I went to China alone, but that&#8217;s not this story.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been thinking of dissecting the often hard to understand writing I did in high school. As I have always been a fairly emotionally repressed person, I tend to alway distance myself from my feelings by using Big Words, Long Phrases, overly flowery language, an attempt at scientific language, and a lot of thinly veiled extended metaphors. If not already painfully obvious, this renders most of my recreational writing to be like poems or puzzles. It&#8217;d be fun (for me) to try to take them apart, but I&#8217;m also afraid that I won&#8217;t find any answers&#8230; or maybe have to refamiliarize myself with some things I thought I could put away.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s quite late now, so I&#8217;ll end the post quickly before the sun rises. It&#8217;s supposed to snow today, which is very funny to me. I guess I&#8217;ll end by saying that this winter semester wasn&#8217;t all too bad. It ended a lot better than how it started. I made\/wrote some things I don&#8217;t hate. I guess everything&#8217;s not too bad. I guess as a recommendation for this solar term&#8230; bring a jacket if it may rain, and maybe write. Maybe it can just be something stupid, like a very bad freeform poem written on the subway in 2 languages, neither of which you have a great grasp of.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll include the link to the doc where I&#8217;ve collected most of the work I&#8217;ve done this year. It was originally meant to be private, so ignore the stupid parts: <a href=\"https:\/\/docs.google.com\/document\/d\/1jGu1SNQa-iLd5O5aMS_3sUmzOzL-6sePycpyw3NN70Y\/edit?usp=sharing\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">2020-2021 \u603b\u7ed3.<\/a>\u00a0 I may introduce one of the projects more later on.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u8c37\u96e8\u3002 I&#8217;ve had the tab for this draft open for about a day or so without having written a single&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/2021-solar-terms\/waiting-for-time-to-pass\/\">Continue Reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">waiting for time to pass<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":5133,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"fifu_image_url":"","fifu_image_alt":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[214],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5132","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-2021-solar-terms","excerpt","even","excerpt-0"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5132","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5132"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5132\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5135,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5132\/revisions\/5135"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5133"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5132"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5132"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.yinzhuohan.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5132"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}