Thinking in British

I have successfully managed to waste a (nearly) whole day. I had this brilliant, though completely pointless, conversation with Jared about it:

Jared: What are you procrastinating?
Me: I don't even know.
Jared: Than it's not procrastinating
Me: I'm procrastinating finding out.
Jared: Finding out...
Me: What I'm procrastinating.
Jared: In that case, you're a tad of a wreck.
Me: Ahh. I suppose I am. Though as I haven't yet discovered how poorly off I am yet, I am content to continue my procrastination.

Funny side note: I've begun to think in a British accent. I just noticed that and it's actually really funny listening to myself think. Perhaps I should elaborate. Well, Sonam successfully instilled within me a crush on Alex Day <3 which subsequently led me to discovering, and developing crush #2 on Charlie McDonnell <3. Therein would be the source of my procrastination for the day, along with Next Great Baker (which to my great frustration cannot be found online). After an entire day of watching Alex and Charlie's videos (and Tom's, though I only love him in Alex and Charlie's videos and not his own; beats me why), I have found myself incapable of not thinking in a British accent.

Sons of Admirals

This reminds me of a question I was once asked by my friend Sophie. It's been quite a few years now since she asked me this seemingly insignificant question, which I'm certain she forgot about after just one hour, but for some reason (of absolutely no significance), it has stuck with me. It goes, "What language do you think in? Chinese or English (haha this thinking in British thing is no joke)?" I recall saying how I wasn't sure, and proceeded to attempt to catch myself thinking for a few days afterwards. The only point to that story really, was that I am now thinking in a British accent and it is both cool and slightly off putting.

It's strange to think of how malleable our minds are. This one time in China, I was staying with my cousin when I found this old Game Boy (is it just me or does Game Boy look really strange written out?) and the two of us proceeded to play this ancient Pikachu game nonstop for days straight. It was like Super Mario Bros but with Pikachu and black and white. Anyhow, this game had a very distinct "ding" sound that would sound whenever a coin was procured, much like in most Mario games. However, a week later, I remember trying to sleep, and all I could hear was the music and "ding" sounds from the game. It really freaked me out and I stopped playing. However, for days afterwards, both while awake and asleep, all I'd hear were those sounds. I don't really know how to convey just how terrified and weirded out I was. I was honestly frightened that I'd never be able to stop hearing those sounds.

I'm sure the original intent of this image wasn't quite the same as what I'm referring to, but I found it amusingly perfect for illustrating my point.

Again, I'm not quite certain why I shared that story, but I did, so enjoy. It really was very random as in this case with the British accent, I'm just imposing it upon my thoughts. It's not like I'm hearing their voices and what they're saying; just my voice and my thoughts in a British accent although I don't know if I could stop it. I suppose the only solution would be to watch copious quantities of Next Great Baker to offset it. And if that doesn't work, there's always Kdramas :P I think it'd be hard to impose my thoughts into a foreign language, but then again, I suppose anything's possible. In any case (I find myself liking that saying way to much -> "in any case"), it's all good for the time being. Unlike the Pikachu situation, these sounds aren't freaking me out, and I happen to quite enjoy

Thinking in British

random: This video of Alex and Tom, while somewhat, as the caption would suggest, "homo-erotic", had me smiling a lot, and it's a perfect example of moments I love Tom. Maybe it's just how genuine it is. Also very British.