Well. An Anon Sent Me A Warning About SongFinch. They Had Wanted To Get A Custom Song Done But, Unlike

Well. An anon sent me a warning about SongFinch. They had wanted to get a custom song done but, unlike me, read all the reviews instead of just the ones on the website.

Apparently the actual songs are nothing like the sample songs they put on artists profile pages. Apparently they have a lot of mistakes with the information you provide. Apparently they are unwilling to fix the mistakes for free—you have to pay. No refunds.

So. I may have just wasted $200.

But. I have until the end of June to come up with something else or use a different service. So, even if it turns out terrible, it’ll be a lesson learned. I won’t regret it too much.

EDIT: I got my song and I love it! It’s perfect!

I will, however, be using a different service in the future. Bring My Song To Life let’s you review the lyrics until you are satisfied, and that seems important. But as far as my experience with SongFinch, I’m happy

EDIT 2: I let my brother listen to it yesterday and he shed a tear, so I think I’m good ☺️ Mom and Dad will definitely cry too

Don’t mind me, just sitting here utterly mesmerized by that choker knowing damn well I’m about to see a Taehyung post that will snatch me back in his lane

⁂ 29/100 days of park jimin | Prince of Busan

Well. I was informed last night by a friend that Seoulmates has been uploaded without my permission not only on AO3 (under a far less creative name), but on here as well.

If your an OG follower, you may remember that the entire reason this blog exists is because the KPop blog I posted on before was shared with someone who had been caught plagiarizing (on a separate, non-KPop blog), and I didn’t feel comfortable being associated with her anymore. For good reason, it seems, because (surprise, surprise) she’s the one who stole my work and reposted it.

She has since blocked me (saw it coming), and deleted the blog (I have lots of friends to keep you in check chica) as well as has taken Seoulmates down on AO3.

Like…honestly. How did you think that was going to go? I haven’t updated in over a year. Were you planning on picking it up and writing the rest? How were you going to explain the shift in style, tone, even fucking grammar to your followers? Did you think it wouldn’t get back to me? Really?

Do better.

I’ve been going through old pictures on our external hard drive, and I have noticed 2 things:

1. The Jess of today was being so harshly critical of the Jess of the past. I found myself criticizing everything. EVERYTHING. The unabashed smiles, the open silliness, the mismatched outfits, the fit of the outfits, etc. I absolutely was mentally tearing down this child. This child who was me, once.

2. When I finally looked at little me, and saw how happy her eyes were, how authentic the smiles were, how in the moment and not insecure she was, I realized I was doing exactly what had inevitably had changed those eyes, smiles, and confidence.

Now I wish I was her again, or at least still had her innocence.

This makes me so happy 😊 she’s asking everyone who comments on the post if it was them, and sending on messenger to those she thinks might would do it. I’m so glad she’s happy, I really needed a boost today and she’s given it to me

The package arrives todayyyyy!

I guess I’ll find out soon if she correctly guesses it was me, or if I stay an anonymous Secret Santa 🤷‍♀️

Also, I have been awake over 24 hours and wish I was sleepy 😪

Okay, okay, I have a little story to tell. My grandmother got her eyeliner and brows tattooed years ago, and for a long while you couldn’t tell if you didn’t know (only her sisters knew, who also got their eyeliner done but not the brows). The brows started fading to green. I kid you not. They’re green. And we just assumed that’s the color she chose or something, before she told us last year that they were tattooed (I find it hypocritical that she criticizes others with tattoos that show, but whatever).

Before we found this out though, my brother and I were talking about the green tinted brows and her purple lipstick (it’s a faded purple, but still definitely not a good choice), and said something that to this day we laugh about.

He called her Yzma. From The Emperor’s New Groove. I thought my momma was going to suffocate from not being able to breathe, with me right behind her on the path to the afterlife.

You have to know this woman. She has very Yzma-esque moments.

Sometimes my brother does a good one, I tell you. Smh