{"id":136,"date":"2020-01-20T21:03:07","date_gmt":"2020-01-20T13:03:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/?p=136"},"modified":"2020-04-02T09:52:31","modified_gmt":"2020-04-02T01:52:31","slug":"seeing-roomies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/2020\/01\/20\/seeing-roomies\/","title":{"rendered":"Seeing Roomies"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" width=\"1024\" height=\"640\" src=\"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/starry_night-1024x640.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-137\" srcset=\"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/starry_night-1024x640.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/starry_night-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/starry_night-768x480.jpg 768w, https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/01\/starry_night.jpg 1170w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Today is really a very agreeable day, gathering with old friends who also were my high school roomies, with whom I had  phenomenally fond &amp; indelible memories. More surprisingly, it is Peach&#8217;s birthday today. Peach, as its name indicates, is a sweet, pretty, &amp; incredibly hot girl , who also excels at singing, voice stunning &amp; impressive.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(Following content is added on Apr 1, 2020) <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now I think back of the whole event,  I just found myself like a big dumbass &#8211; I bought her a branch of  mixed flowers that afternoon, which looked like a dreadfully ugly hybrid, scary!  What&#8217;s more, it was a little large which went against the rule of simplicity &amp; convenience. I don&#8217;t know what the hell I was thinking about&#8230; I should have bought her a compact &amp; beautiful one so that she can hold and bring conveniently and meanwhile enjoying her fantastic birthday, rather than a large stupid one which may trouble her. What a fool!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Something sarcastic is I used to have some kind of dislike her, for she behaved a little not nice at the first year of high school when she was our representative of chemistry. I am kinda forget how she was like at that time, maybe a little aggressive (sorry, I really can&#8217;t recall clearly, and currently I have problem in choosing an appropriate adjective), which, however, I now find it really very cute &amp; appealing. She was &amp; is a great girl. I shouldn&#8217;t have that prejudice against her by that time, and I felt truly guilty for it. Luckily, the dislike feeling disappeared in the later two years of high school life, and in the last year I even had some sort of good feeling about her if my poor memory system haven&#8217;t crashed yet. Children&#8217;s feelings are so innocent and interesting, aren&#8217;t them? By the way, our high school life was really awesome, we had many a times of picnic, hiking, and some other incredible activities. I think of a word frequently referred by Barney (a funny cute guy in <em>how i met your mother<\/em>) &#8211; <strong>legendary<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I think life is like a magic clock, when you look back at someone or something after the magic clock has walked around for some circles (after you have encountered a lot of things), you may find your opinions or attitudes will be reshaped, even into a U-turn, which will totally amaze you. We are <strong>legendary<\/strong>!! :)-<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is really a very agreeable day, gathering with old friends who also were my high school roomies, with whom I had phenomenally fond &amp; indelible memories. More surprisingly, it is Peach&#8217;s birthday today. Peach, as its name indicates, is a sweet, pretty, &amp; incredibly hot girl , who also excels at singing, voice stunning &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/2020\/01\/20\/seeing-roomies\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Seeing Roomies&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=136"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":222,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136\/revisions\/222"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=136"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=136"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/markjohntaylor.com\/blog\/wordpress\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=136"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}