The sticky rice with salt
Today i cooked some rice for breakfast(which was the virgine cook since i came korea), which would be enough left over for supper.
the rice was good before i cooked it. after the water and electric action to the pretty rice, the rice was tortured and became sticky and ugly inedible. if it was not due to the over water and not the quality of the rice, then it must be the very old dysfunctional electric rice box. something is better than nothing. i would like to respect my own labour and just put the sticky into my sticky mouth, which was too sticky to open without great decision. Anyway it was changed into energy and i took my afternoon class. not knowing what was happening to my friend sehua, i headed for my room and found out she was back and changing off clothes with the closet opened, dark shadowed face, dry lips moving faintly , trying to tell me what happened. i thought her unwise blind move to far far away as 5 hours train to reason with the man or the last struggle to save her breaking love as stupidness. what was worse, she almost committed suicide desperately. her hand was bound with bandage and it was difficult for her to remove clothes. the bag and sleeves were all dyed with bloody carlet blood.
Today i cooked some rice for breakfast(which was the virgine cook since i came korea), which would be enough left over for supper.
the rice was good before i cooked it. after the water and electric action to the pretty rice, the rice was tortured and became sticky and ugly inedible. if it was not due to the over water and not the quality of the rice, then it must be the very old dysfunctional electric rice box. something is better than nothing. i would like to respect my own labour and just put the sticky into my sticky mouth, which was too sticky to open without great decision. Anyway it was changed into energy and i took my afternoon class. not knowing what was happening to my friend sehua, i headed for my room and found out she was back and changing off clothes with the closet opened, dark shadowed face, dry lips moving faintly , trying to tell me what happened. i thought her unwise blind move to far far away as 5 hours train to reason with the man or the last struggle to save her breaking love as stupidness. what was worse, she almost committed suicide desperately. her hand was bound with bandage and it was difficult for her to remove clothes. the bag and sleeves were all dyed with bloody carlet blood.

oh, how fiercely she was in love! such things could never happen to me, i am such a girl who never took love as pain. i would never love one who would do things not caring about who he was hurting. someone was worth to be loved, while others not worthwhile.
i hope sehua would recover from the hurt mentally and physically as soon as possible and i guess the best way to recover was to find another solemate, to soothe her bleeding heart.
i hope sehua would recover from the hurt mentally and physically as soon as possible and i guess the best way to recover was to find another solemate, to soothe her bleeding heart.
i would rather be ignored than to be tortured ^-^
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