Day 26 – Key Chain Janglin’ Quirks

I have a bit of a odd habit when it comes to my ring of keys that I carry.

Whenever I put them down, I jangle them in a specific way, in order to remember where I last had them. 

Which works…

Nah who am I kidding, most of the time I still manage to misplace them anyways. 😛

As my mom once joked: ” If your head wasn’t attatched to your head, you would some how manage to lose it as well!”


And sure, the easy solution to this is just to keep multiple copies of keys or whatever, but I have a certain fondness to my current set.

  • It has a plastic oval royal blue key fob with sky blue, white, yellow and light orange lettering that says : “My friend went to TASMANIA and all I got was this Lousy KEY RING!” on it, a gift from my younger brother to me after his school trip there.
  • There is the pin tumbler lock key, aka the house key, mainly light pink but covered in pastel flowers ranging from yellow, light blue and purple.
  • Then there is the sturdy utilitarian-steel, dimple key for the inner door.
  • And finally my tiny key for my locker back at uni.

I’ve used the same set for so long, that using my backup set (because I lose my keys enough to warrent a second set) feels a bit… off.

While it has the same keys (for obvious reasons, otherwise it wouldn’t be much of a spare set):

  • there are 2 key fobs: A rectangular white plastic I ❤ New York one and a Taiwan shaped wooden one with little cutouts of Taipei 101 and a Taiwan shape filled with colored beads.
  • The flower key is replaced by an aluminum on that is just red in color, so is much lighter.

I would include pictures, but if spending way too much time learning about lock picking (I really want to pick up the hobby some day, it sounds like a pretty interesting and useful skill to have) online has taught me anything, it’s that copying keys using a photograph of them is remarkably easy to do.

Perhaps in the future I’ll include it as an edit, when I figure out how to blur out the key’s cuts!


Bringing it back to the prompt…

Because of the differences in each member of my family’s key rings, you can always tell who is coming home based on how they jangle.

My mom’s keys are attached to an orange fob with a retractable line that she keeps clipped to her bag or purse.

Thus you always hear footsteps, a slight pause (with a very quite unzipping bag zipper sound), then the outer door key opening the door, a very quiet closing of the outer door (it’s metal so is pretty loud when I close it, but my mom can somehow do it so that all you hear is a faint click when the latch reengages.) Also, she always takes off her shoes and puts them in the wooden shoe cupboard before opening the inner door, so you will hear it open and close before the inner door key goes in.

My dad’s key ring… well he has a ton of keys and fobs (for work and the like) so his keys are particularly jangle-y.

Especially since he doesn’t have a set place for them, so you can always here the bag riffling sounds as he tries to locate them. He, like me also messes up the inner door key (both sides look the same at a quick glance, and like usb it seems impossible to get them in the right way around the first time) so you key the key go in, some jangling, it being taken out the placed back in after being flipped, some more jangling etc until the door unlocks. (my brother and mom are more observant and have figured out which side is which, so they rarely get tripped up with the key)

My brother’s set has a metal key fob (a gift from a friend of his with his name on it) and gets his keys out early before getting to the door.

So there are fewer pauses compared to mom or dad. The key jangling noise is also much more… metallic sounding and sound pretty different to the other sets. Also he does the thing where he opens and goes in the inner door first without closing the door, takes off his shoes then puts them in the shoe cupboard

As for my key janglin’ quirks?

Well, I’m not really sure since I don’t pay attention to them when I unlock doors, since I am usually going home tired or hot and just want to get in asap and lie down or turn on an aircon. I should ask sometime just out of curiosity. Then again how do you bring up a conversation like that: ” Wow! that sounds interesting. In other news, do I have any weird key janglling habits?”. For the most part, I guess I have some similar traits to my dad with the inner door trip up, and with my brother with the go in first, then take off shoes and put in cupboard order.


I would usually try to bring this post to some satisfying metaphor for life, maybe about how we notice more about others subconsciously and compare ourselves to others, rather than focus on our own flaws. But really? It is just a post about key janglin’ quirks, I’ll be impressed if anyone reads to this point :p

But people are still reading this… here is a question:

Do you have your own key jangling habits? Is it purposeful, such as to remember where you put them? Or is it a unique quirk you do without noticing?

Feel free to comment below with your thoughts!

And as always, see you later!

Rebecca


This post was based off of the Daily post prompt:

Jangle (July 8)

Day 24 – Reflections (on a whole bunch of stuff)

Like the types of benders in Avatar the Last Airbender – aka the-greatest-TV-show-ever-no-joke-binge-watch-it-now-if-you-haven’t-seen-it-yet(minus energy bending) or the Classical Greek Elements (without aether), this reflection comes to you in 4 distinct parts related to Air, Water, Earth and Fire!


Air – Element of Freedom. Foreseeing implications, valuing diversity. peace and clarity. 

This section is more about my blog and the “creative freedoms” I’m giving it. 

So I really should have spilt up the snacks post into more than one like the cubing one… oh well, part of this type a day thing is learning more about making posts and blogging.

I’ll be leaving that one incomplete for now and finishing it up later when I get the time too.

Basically, anytime there aren’t finished tags on a post, I’ll get back to it later.

Since the arbitrary rules I wrote at the start technically didn’t say I had to finish a post, or couldn’t edit it later, just that I had to write something every day 😉 Again, my blogs, my rules. 

Also, the more I write these things, the more I realise there are different types of posts. Some that require more time than the few hours (sometimes minutes) at the end of the day that I have.

I feel as though the act of starting to write stuff (possibly not finishing) and editing it later is more closely inline with what I was envisioning when starting this project, rather than just 200 words of copy and paste, so I will give myself a bit of leeway when it comes to “post a day”


Water – Element of change. Going with the flow, being flexible and adaptable.

This is going to be about my changing views on Carousell. If you have no interest in it, skip to the next one. I should also point out that they aren’t paying me or anything like that, just my thoughts.

So earlier in this writing everyday thing, I made a post about how difficult it was to get rid of my textbooks in HK (see the post here ). and I mentioned how I was flogging it on a random app I downloaded but getting no bites.

Well, in the two weeks between me posting that and now, out of my listing of a dozen items just to test it out, I have managed to sell off 1 textbook and have deals in the works to exchange 3 more… Yeah. 

Not sure if it is the fact that school is out, so people are thinking more about buying books, I’m getting lucky with my post times (seems like more people like for things I post in the afternoon) or there are just more people being on the app now (I’ve been seeing the app’s advertisements on mini buses now, though it could just be the 

Or it might just be me, since some of my friends are having trouble selling the same books, even though they are priced lower in some cases.

Perhaps that experience selling books on amazon as a kid paid off? Since some of the really basic stuff (like ISBN numbers so people can double check it is the book they need) or how to describe the condition of a book are missing in some of the other listings I’ve seen. 

For now, I’ll continue trying to keep an open mind toward it and see how it goes! 

(By the way, if you are in HK and want to buy second hand English books, I’m Beckysbooks on Carousell)


Earth – Element of substance. Strong, persistent and enduring, facing challenges head on.

A random pondering of where I stand right now

I can’t believe I’ve gotten this far with writing. 

Seriously.

I have never done a writing project this consistently before and it continues to amaze me that this silly idea I had about a month ago to kill summer boredom has turned into an epic saga with over 24+ chapters of a uni student’s thoughts on everything from growing up and trying to find her place in the world to more random post like geeking out over cubing and being overly metaphoric about random words thrown at be by a daily post blog. 

Then again, it occurs to me that most writing projects start off with a person having comparably silly random idea (a boy becoming a wizard and going to boring school, a fantasy story involving different houses competing to sit on an uncomfortable chair, a girl in a dystopian world who gets thrown into a fight to the death etc) and going:

“Ehhh… why not? This thing isn’t going to write itself.”

Then persisting through everything to the end where the thing if finally published, often several YEARS later.

Kudos authors out there! I’ve tried doing it several days in a row, and even I started to lose hope around day 12. Which reminds me…

There was a guest post linked to a post of mine that was written by Michelle Jayne on Kasmin’s blog titled ” The Writer and the Tortise” (link here) which really resonated with me, that deals with a similar thought of perseverance and writing habits. You should check it out! 😛 


Fire – Element of power. Having the desire and drive for growth to achieve all that is possible within their ability.

This bit goes out to all of the May 2017 IBers out there, who are in a few hours about to recieve their scores and see if they got into university (including my younger brother).

Some of you will be elated about your scores, some will shrug it off, and some of you will be crushed.

This open letter of sorts is for the latter guys in particular, but applicable to all IBers and people entering university

“Where there is a will, there is a way” is a saying my former math teacher used to say.

Of course at the time it was to counter any of the (admittedly kinda pathetic) excuses we would all come up with for why our assignments were late. 

But, like most wise advise given to me, its true meaning doesn’t present itself until later.

Your score may feel like the end of the line, as measure of all the hard work you have done over the last two years. To that I say… its not.

Unlike pretty much all other exams in the world, IB is not a sprint, a few hour multiple choice quiz that is over in a flash. It is a pentathlon of suck that you are thrown into without any prior training… while sleep deprived… with CAS and TOK and a 4000 word research paper etc.

You have, over the past two years done everything from analyse translated literature, read passages in a second language, design your experiment, write a mathematical investigations, explore humanities subjects etc. And that is just the IAs. 

I speak from experience when I say that you have a leg up compared to your peers, and the first year of uni is nothing compared to IB. Everything from learning how to write a paper with proper citations, to volunteering in actives as a global citizen, to overcoming (or at least coping) with sleep deprivation etc are all skills that IB has left you with that a simple score isn’t going to show, but universities know about and consider. 

(well, except for USA unis who care more about AP and SAT. Then again you have already gotten in, so your IB grade doesn’t really matter at this point. so you don’t understand the terror of waiting til d-day)

In the end, your score doesn’t define you. 

Whether you sit down and give up, or brush yourself off and get up, does. 

I have a friend who thought their life was over when they got a 23 (later a 24 after remarking), but who still got into university to study film due to his hard work ethic, leadership skill and portfolio of work that the IB left them with.

It can be done! 

So no mater what score you get, Celebrate!

You now join our global community as an IB Alumni, and more importantly, an IB survivor 😛 ! Prepare yourself for all the lingering IB-isms, the “You know nothings” to the Pre-IB/ the Year 1’s,  silent “You poor unfortunate soul” nods you will give to the Year 2’s and the instant connections you get with other people who went through IB like you.

Good luck to all, with all your future endeavours!

 


On that note, I’ll catch you later!

Rebecca