2018년 2월 21일 수요일

30 Random Things about Me



1.     Medicine
 I had no knowledge or interest toward medicine but, after I took organic chemistry class, I began to research about various compounds that make effective medicine. On an ordinary day, I watched one program which showed one student who was becoming blind because of an unknown disease. He was preparing for the test to become a firefighter but had to give up his 'only' dream. The program showed that he has abandoned his mother because he didn’t want to burden her. While watching, I cried a lot and felt so miserable about the fact that his doctor just had to say "sorry" and comfort him. I wondered what if there was an adequate medicine for him. Since I was studying organic chemistry, I began to have a dream that could help people by developing various medicines.
2.     Running
 Since very young, I used to love running and I was really good at it.(even better than other boys) In elementary and middle schools, I always won the first place at running. I became most competitive while running.  In sports day, everyone forced me to do the relay running three times in one game so, I vomited eventually. Since then, I never participate in relay running.  
        3.     Food
        I adore all food except 보신탕(Actually I can eat it deliciously, but I don’t, because I            have a pet dog). Not the  part that I love food, I am really good at eating a lot. My                  eating speed and my digesting speed corresponds  so, even though I eat a lot, I don’t            feel much full.  
 


4.     Disney
         Disney movies are my favorites. (Especially, the little mermaid) When I was 6 years             old,   I thought I will become a beautiful purple tailed mermaid. Every time I went to              sauna, I used to practice swimming like a mermaid, sitting like a mermaid and even                combing my hair like a mermaid. But, the ironic part is that I cannot swim at all... 



5.     Friendship
 One of the things I regard as the most important thing in my life is friendship. Whenever I have tough times, all of my good friends were there for me and I try to be a better friend who could always be there for them,too. I rely on friends a lot and tend to be a trustful friend since I regard 'trust' as the base of all genuine relationships.  

6.     Traveling
       Since young, because my sister was talented in violin, our family went Germany to support her. So, I could travel lots of countries in Europe. (almost 9 countries 스위스 독일 프랑스 오스트리아 체코 영국 이탈리아 네덜란드 폴란드 ) I saw various people, ate various food, watched lots of diverse festivals and went to lots of landmarks of the countries. Although i barely remember, the time I went to Europe with my sister was the happiest time in my life. When I was 6 years old, I went to the airport by myself, took the airplane to Germany alone by asking people who walked beside me and finally met my mom who was waiting for me in Frankfurt Airport. Everyone beside me was amazed by the fact that on an early age of a girl was trying to take a plane by herself.  

7.     The little prince
 The book ‘The little prince’ is my favorite book. I read it when I was 9 years old because the pictures in the book were all exquisite. Since then, I kept reading it at night when I felt depressed or gloomy. I love the part that every time I read the book, it feels different. I can have lots of thoughts and changing emotions through the book, ‘the little prince’. But I don’t have the book anymore because my ex-boyfriend took it when we were a couple.

8.     Heart
 I have a weak heart since I was born. So, not only when I do physical activities, I feel painful pressure in my heart when I watch sad movies. One time, while watching a movie called’마음이’ which is about a dog protecting his owner, I went to the hospital through ambulance because I fainted with my heart pain and couldn’t breathe. Since then, I never watch a sad movie which is related to animal. 


9.     Religion
  All of my family members are devout Christians so, I became a Christian. I go to ‘기도모임’(meeting for praying) every evening before 7pm. I rely on religion a lot.

10.   Fantasy (mermaid/santa)
  I believe Santa clause and mermaid exists. Strictly saying, I believe they ‘could’ exist. I have a strange feeling that they exist. I don’t want to conclude that they don’t exist since there is no vivid clue.
11.   Spanish
I began to learn Spanish after I came to KMLA. Actually, learning other languages made me dizzy, but I could study Spanish passionately and have a strong interest because I really love the Spanish teacher.

12.   Seosan
 I was born in Seosan which is a small countryside area in Choongchungnamdo. Now our family moved to Incheon but, my favorite place in Korea is Seosan. (Air is really fresh, there are lots of nature, people are so pure and kind)
13.   Nature
  Since I was raised in the countryside, I love nature. In kmla, I love strolling around, watching nature around our school. In middle school, whenever our class ended, my friends and I played catching frogs and picking mugwort which is a plant that is used for making Korean traditional plates. When I bring those mugworts to my house, my mom used to cook them.

14.   Eye sight.
My both eye sights were 1.8 when I was middle school third grader. But now, they are 0.

15.   Music
  I enjoy lots of various music including classic, rock, pop songs, kpop, hiphop and also gospel songs. I love to sing when I get stressed or when I take a shower.

16.   Poem
  Many friends of mine say that they cannot imagine me reading poems and writing them. However, I really love reading lots of poems and used to write poetic expression in my note and used them in my own poems.

17.   Laugh
  When I go different places, I have always heard that I have a strange, special laughing sound. But…I kind of agree. My laughing sound always changes in different situations.

18.   Movie
  Watching movie is also one of my top activities when I get stressed or feel too excited. Such as listening to music, watching movies makes me think a lot in lots of topics. I especially love movies which have nice ost.
19.   Daily planner hand
  I always try to write daily plans on my hands. When I write plans in my planner, I always forget to look at the planner. That’s why the back of my hands are always messy with my daily plans. I also write trivial things such as take a shower, prepare for test, bring mufflers and etc.  

20.   Animal pet
  When I was 5years old, I had two pet bunnies. Because my father cleaned the floor with wax, my bunnies drank the wax while my dad was cleaning. After I came home from kindergarten, they were lying on floors, dead. Then, I bought a puppy when I entered elementary school. But, due to my mom’s allergy for fur, I had to give him to my neighbor, crying for 2weeks. After that, my mom felt sorry so, she bought me another puppy which had shorter and less fur. I am still raising the same dog. 
                                                                                                                     
21.   Love
  I am not sure how I now think about ‘love’. But, I thought true love exists and believed it will last forever.(maybe that’s because I watched so many Disney movies…) Perhaps I still believe in true love or destiny. I think there is always perfect match for each person, but it is just quite impossible to meet the one who is meant to be together. Once, I thought true love will eventually face happy ending, but now I realize ‘true love’ isn’t just meant to be; it needs mutual effort to maintain love and develop to be ‘true love’. By falling in love with someone and facing tough break ups, I could realize lots of things in maintaining or dealing with various relationships with different people and I found out more about what person I am.


22.   Korean traditional drawing
  From the moment I entered KMLA and since now, I took Korean traditional drawing and calligraphy class. At first, to be honest, I took the class to raise GPA a little more, but as I learned a lot in the classes, I became to enjoy it a lot. I really love the teacher and those classes were the most healing time during the weeks. After I learn new things to draw, I write 1 or 2 hopeful phrases which give me strength while facing hard times. I stich them in my studying room and changes the phrases every Tuesday.(Since I have class on Tuesday)







  
23.   Winter
  Winter is my favorite season. I was born with high temperature, so until now, I have lots of heat in my body. Thus, I hate hot seasons because I get easily exhausted. In winter, I don’t have to suffer from high temperature. I also love winter activities such as making snowman, snow fighting, sledding and also drinking sweet hot cocoa while watching the outside snowing. Whenever it is snowing, I feel the romantic emotions. In middle school, I used to play football when we saw the first snow every winter.( one of the most happiest moment in my life)



24.   Chemistry
  My major is chemistry so far. I knew nothing about the subject until I came to KMLA. I just chose to take a chemistry class since it was mandatory to choose one science subject between biology, chemistry, and physics. At first, I couldn’t understand chemistry a lot and felt zero interest in the chemistry field. However, as I learned more about it, I felt strong interest. Now, I am taking organic chemistry class.

25.   Letters
  I love to write letters to others and also love to get letters from others. Personally, sending my heart and thoughts through letters is quite effective. Not only on special occasions, when I have leisure time, I love spending those time writing letters to each of my friends, my family, teachers, and even who work for our school. I feel the genuine happiness while expressing my feelings and watching them smiling when they get my letters. 


26.   Diplomat
 Since young, due to my bright and outgoing personality, my mom used to say that i will become a brilliant diplomat. Not even knowing what diplomats are and what they do, I thought I was destined to be a diplomat. However, as time passed, I realized I was interested in other fields rather than considering international issues.  Still my mom wants me to be a diplomat, but I am convincing her to make my own decision and follow the path that my heart decides. 
27.   My sister
        I have a 12 years old older sister who always takes care of me and loves me a lot. My sister had a talent in playing violin since she was 6. She practiced so hard that i could never overcome. My sister won many prizes in international competitions when she was in the elementary school. Then, she got the sponsor from Anne Sophie Mutter so, decided to go abroad. She graduated high school early and went to German for attending University of Munich. Because the lack of money, she got many sponsors for her violin and various concerts. My mom and I went to Munich and stayed there for about 2 years to support my sister. At that time I was 6 or 7 years old and attended international kindergarten. 


28.   My grandmother
        At the moment I was born, my grandmother, staring at my face, exclaimed "It's a boy!!" After she figured out that i was a girl, she told me that she was really disappointed since she expected to encounter a boy. Even when i was attended kindergarten, my grandmother used to buy me boy clothes that i strongly refused to wear. we always fought through those issues: she wanted me to act like a son in the family. However I tried to understand her preference toward sons rather than daughters because in her age, many people's perspectives were the same. One day, before i entered high school, my grandmother wrote me a letter about apologizing for degrading me because I was a girl. My tears ran down the letters making them dirty because I could genuinely feel her heart and love toward me. 


29.   Cello


        Because I have a sister who is a violinist, my parents had to concentrate fully only to my sister. It had both benefits and drawbacks. The good thing was that I could learn how to control and protect myself in an early age but, one of the drawbacks was that I couldn't consider and find about my interest and future deeply. Just to get my parent' interest, I told my mom that I want to learn how to play cello. My parent accepted my favor because they thought it would be much feasible for me to success in classical field; since my sister had strong relationships with the world's famous musicians, she could easily introduce me to her friends or professors. One time when my sister just told one of her professors that her sister,I, play a cello, she insisted my sister to bring me for some lessons. I practiced really hard even crying from the pain of practicing but, as I became a middle school student, I endeavored to find my real passion. I faced the immense difficulty for objectively see through myself. I realized what I really had the passion and interest was not playing classic music(although I love classics), but in studying and learning about interest phenomenons that i never knew. 



30.   Horse

        I remember the first impression when I first leaped on to the saddle of a dark brown eyed horse. I felt so weird, feeling the awkward senses of my butt. The trainer kept shouting at me to release the strength or a certain pressure of my body but, I couldn't possibly do it. I felt scared and frustrated while the horse was walking calmly. The reason that I couldn't sit on the back of the horse was that I felt so much guilt for the horse for carrying my weight. It seemed so unfair for innocent horses to carry heavy people ,just for the people's entertainment without their own wills. While crying, i  asked the trainer whether the horses get painful or not when they carry such heavy people. Even though he told me that they won't feel a thing because they weigh much more than humans, I couldn't bare the feeling sitting on the horse's back and kept finding certain poses that it will lessen my weight on the horse. My legs and my back felt so painful maintaining those poses so, i shouted to come down from the saddle. From then, i never rode a horse and refused to sit on their backs anymore. 



2017년 12월 3일 일요일

On My Funeral

 On my funeral day, everyone who comes to the funeral hall has to be sufficiently happy. I would not want anyone who I once adored cry out surrounding with sever sorrow because of the vacancy of my presence. I would not want every people who were just slightly related to me come to my funeral but rather, I would be really happy just to see the faces who I loved sincerely through my entire life. There must be some of my best friends who shared lots of moments of both ecstasy and burning tears. 
There must be my
beloved parents if they are still alive and if at that time I had my own family, there must be my sweet sweet husband and my proud children. Actually, I believe those people are enough for my funeral. I cast one question. If I look down on my funeral day, what would be the most blissful scenery? I could answer to the question immediately- watching those people, who I would forever love and remember having pleasure and memorable time eating delicious food, sharing joyful moments and thoughts (sometimes about me), laughing with each other without any affectation and fully enjoy the moment by acknowledging the fact that between the past, present and the future, the very present moment is the most valuable time which will never return. The mood should be bright as possible and in the open place of the funeral hall, no one should show their tears. I would want to have some small private rooms in my funeral where each individual could cry out enough and express their own feelings. Therefore, since I don’t want the mood to be gloomy, I would want to put some music lists that I really enjoyed listening during my life which are mostly bright. I hope my funeral would take place no in the ordinary funeral hall but at the church. Not only because I am a Christian, just because to remember myself and the times when I went to church praying for various situations and moments. I don’t want my funeral to be grandiose but I want my friends and families could enjoy the moment and talk about me only with all of their sincerities. Thus, not only because I love beautiful flowers, I want to put lots of flowers especially red and peach colored Chrysanthemum, which stands for lasting love and the color peach stands for happiness and sincerity. For the part eulogy, I would want to write each individual letters for the people once I loved with all my heart and save one long letter which I didn’t write for the individual letters. I would like my loving partner to read my eulogy in front of all the people who came to my funeral since he must be the closest buddy during my lifetime. At the end of my eulogy, I really want to emphasize the importance of the present moments whether it is sad or happy, and the importance of the presence of every people around us. I would want my funeral full of happy laughs so that i could hear and capture those lovely sounds above heaven. 




2017년 9월 18일 월요일

Back to Being Thankful


Back to Being Thankful


 Every morning, I woke up with the sound of buzzing alarm songs. As I dragged myself out of the bed with my closed eyes, I wondered what if I had 3 more minutes to sleep in the bed. With my roommates, we went out for a morning exercise, feeling the breeze passing through us. Then, I wondered again, what if there was neither breeze nor wind that could wake us up in the morning. After jogging the long course in school, we headed to the cafeteria to have some breakfast. As we sat together to have our breakfast, we started to chat actively about lots of things such as: how awful and dreadful to take calculus class on 5th period, how handsome 박서준(Korean actor) is, how much I hope to pass the swimming test and etc.

 I believe there are lots of benefits of being grateful. Being grateful helps me to be in the present by noticing what I have and stopping to acknowledge it. This can be the community of a person, having food, or even being able to see. Also being grateful has the power to change my mood almost instantly from negative to positive. Good feelings and positive energy arise when I start acknowledging what I am grateful for.

 I heard that the first seventeen seconds of any thoughts are the most powerful, and they create enough energy to start attracting what I am thinking of into my life. I can see the importance of being grateful when I realize that I can use thankful feelings to achieve what I desire. Even if I am feeling negative when I start looking at what I am grateful for, all of my negative emotions run away. I can make being grateful one of my positive habits as I understand the importance of being grateful. I can also choose to write a list of at least ten things I am grateful for at the end of my day. This will put me in a good mood before going to sleep and will help me to welcome the next day with an open and grateful attitude. I remembered one saying by Oprah Winfrey "Be thankful for what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never, ever have enough."


 Acknowledging the importance of trivial daily things, I went to my comfy bed and stared out of the windows. Lots of sparkling stars were shining in the field of darkness. I wondered again ‘What if those stars didn’t even exist? Or What if those stars disappear at once and I lose the only hopes and comforts when my heart got heavy with no reasons?’ My roommates and I then turned off the lights and whispered each other’s good nights and fell into each dream. I closed my eyes, smiling and my heart was abounding with happiness, being grateful that I always had such precious friends beside me.

2017년 6월 5일 월요일

metafiction: The Beauty of living


                                
 I am a psychopath. I can’t feel a thing, can’t remember a thing after I got a car accident. When I wake up in the morning, I can’t remember what happened at the previous day. I am also a quite impulsive person who hate interacting with other people than myself. My favorite time is when I am alone in my house, dark, listening to rain drops, thinking how pathetic and miserable my life is. That is me, a pathetic old man Tim Barry.

Today, as always, I wake up with raging agony. Every time I look at my face, reflected in the fogged mirror, there’s a deep sorrow between those wrinkles in my forehead. My house, my old best friend, is full of shadowed grief within gray silence. No one finds us, wants us, knows our existence. ‘It’s just you and me, there’s no one else. That’s what I’ve always wanted…nothing else..!!’. I really like the dead silence which warms and comforts my mind. After I had the accident, I was thrown alone in this colossal confusing world with overflowing horror. Each day, I spent each second with a penetrating fear. Every people who passed near me were all new faces, not knowing where to go, I wondered and wandered. Every night was filled with my bursting tears. But, on one day, the burning tears stopped, such heartaches disappeared carrying all of my emotions. I got used to be stuck in loneliness, getting no fear to other creatures, the people, such annoying creatures.

“Knock, knock…!!!! Is someone there?”

‘Uhh….it must be the mail man again’ I thought.

“Just live the mail in front of the door!!!”.

“No, I am looking for Mr. Barry. There’s something important to give to Mr. Barry. I also have some questions for him.”

“I am the one who you are looking for and I’m busy right now. Come again next time..”

“Then!! Please just let me give this to you.” Her trembling voices showed how desperate she was. I opened the door unwillingly with an obtrusive frown in my forehead. “What!!!” I said. The women was standing in front of the door with a sweet smile, looked very excited to meet me. She seemed to be knowing me, but since the accident, I couldn’t remember a thing. She suddenly handed me a shabby letter, hugged me with tears and then left with the word ”I am so glad you are living well Tim. I am sorry. I couldn’t help myself. I had to see you. Bye”. I was stunned and closed the door, sitting in the chair. An ant climbed up the desk wandering busy, just like if it was looking for someone. I killed him slowly with my fingertips. Even though I was looking at the ant struggling with pain, I couldn’t feel any sorrow nor sympathy. I was proud of myself not feeling anything. I used to check myself, my present condition by killing the ants. Since I checked myself that I am normal, I decided to open the letter and read it just for curiosity then throw it away. The letter started like this:

‘Dear Tim,

This is Therese. Therese from Deep Cove, that little town with Cherry blossoms and apple trees if you remember. That town where nothing happens, and nothing really changes. I hear you were faring quite well in the city, almost too well- your mama was worried that you might never come back. I know that you might not remember me. If I were to tell you one thing about me, something to renew the colors in your memory, we had fond memories here and there.’

‘Wait, Why am I reading this…I don’t even know who Therese is and I don’t care who she is…’ I closed the letter and tried to get rid of it. But, the very moment I was going to toss it, the slight image of the women who gave this letter flashed in my eyes, evoking my feelings. I was disgusted by the feeling. I put myself in the box echoing 'be emotionless, be emotionless, be emotionless....'.
 

I reopened the shitty letter and continued reading.

Remember? You sneaked me, Jack and Casey out to the city once, to watch that motion picture in town. I still remember the dazzling city lights, cars whooshing by, and girls and boys in absolutely stunning dresses and suits walking hand in hand. And that sound of trumpets rising to a crescendo, and the beats of the drums marching with elegance and gravity as the lights went down- these things I will never forget. I swear with all my heart, that I have never forgotten that day. I dare did not. That day seemed to have taken complete hold of me with all its sheer brilliance and beauty. Even now, as I'm writing this to you I can see the glittering lights.’

My head started to become dizzy, feeling weird. I kept reading:

I'm on the train to get to the city. I couldn't help myself. I just had to write this letter to you, again…. Out of the window, I see these beautiful butterflies we used to catch up the hills. I smell the breezes that we used to smell lying in the grasses, eating cherries. I can see the memories and the promises we swore to keep. Last December, do you remember?
My life doesn't have any sparkles you breathed into my life. I can't inhale it anymore, no more than the lingering that you left inside me. I question every day: why is my life no longer sweet and cheerful without you? Perhaps the town life is too static and unchanging for me. Perhaps I'm too exhausted to wait for inspiration and dreams. Perhaps, I miss you too much than I can bear
. I couldn’t understand why you left me but I know now. You didn’t want to hurt me but guess what? I still really love you and I won’t stop trying to make you remember. As I promised I will never leave you and every day I will always give you my letters to make you remember cause you are my new dream. I will come again tomorrow. With lots of love, Therese.’

 The letter I was reading was already all wet by my bursting tears. My heart was ripping with unbearable pain. The every moment, every second I had, passed through my head making me scream from sufferings. I remembered all the beautiful moments that I had with her, the moment we were holding hands promising each pink(bright) futures. I suddenly stood up and ran to the attic with tears, finding a box. I found the box and inside, there were hundreds of letters from Therese. I must have read those, and keep them in the attic. They were also all stained with tears but forgotten the next day. All of the pain and grieves rushed into my heart. I was not a psychopath, just a miserable weak man who tried to conceal all of my feelings not to get hurt myself. All of my feelings were buried deep inside my heart, so every time the dirt covering my inner feelings was removed, I became an impulsive person full of anger. I picked up the pencil and paper and began to write something:

‘Dear Therese,

This is me, Tim. You would be astonished to get this letter but, I am writing this before my memory is gone. I read your letter and now my memory came back. I know it will just be a temporary memory, I really wanted to say something that I have been keep hiding and have not told you. I’ve never mean those things when I left you, you’d know that. I was just trying to protect you however the life, now I am living without you, is just like an entire despair. I really loved you and I realize that I still love you the same. I have one wish, and I hope you would promise me to keep it. I hope you won’t come to see me again nor send me your letters. That is my only wish. I hope you would live happier without me, cause you deserve better. I may be look like a selfish cruel old man, but please forget me like I forget every morning. I will also live well so don’t worry about me, I am a tough brave man, you know that. My heart sincerely believes that when we are meant to be together, heaven will make me remember you again and make us meet and love again. I have no doubt, so until then, I hope you would erase me in your life and start your own new exciting life..!!! Well.. I must go now..

Hey, Theresa, you know what?

You are my new dream, too.

Love, Tim’

 I wiped my tears running down my rough skin, and lay in bed wanting to catch this memories and feelings and keep them until tomorrow. I knew it would disappear soon but without any worries, I closed my eyes with a happy smile.



“Pretty sad story, isn’t it?”
 
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“Yes….so sad.. But!! Grandfather, how can you remember those right now?? Can you remember all the things?”

“oh… I am constantly taking the peels so sometimes I can remember the old days so vividly that I could touch them.”

“Hmmm that’s a relief, but what happened to Therese, grandfather?”

“Haha, Jacob.. enough questions, go to bed and get some sleep. you have to go to school tomorrow.”

“yes… but, I want to hear more of your stories..”

“I’ll tell you next time. Jacob, the most important thing is that you would one day find out that the every second you are in, is valuable. It is so precious to feel each happiness in your every moment.. Well, Sleep tight, sweetheart!!”.

“Goodnight, grandfather!” Jacob kissed my left chick and went to his own bed.

I strolled toward the couch and watched the empty desk, sitting in the couch with no thoughts. One other ant climbed up the desk, heading to my fingers. I could feel such delicate tremor that I’ve never felt before deep inside my heart. I carefully put the ant in the paper and placed it in outside hoping it will go where it wanted to go, and meet someone who it wanted to meet. ‘Every moment is full of treasures, but the thing is, when we don’t recognize it is a treasure, it’s just a bunch of trash’ I thought and sipped a cup of coffee. What's important is not how much we can remember the moments but is how much we can truly be melted at the moments and enjoy the very second....
 
Don't you think??