Safe Trip
i got up around 8 am , preparing to go to the airport. i thought i could spend my time with myself everyday, surfing on the Internet, reading novels, eating snacks and shopping from today on, yet it tastes so bitter that i could not even sleep late in the morning.
i never saw anyone off in my life but my brother several years ago. i was always the one being sent off. yet this time was a reverse and it was too much for me. the lab mates of priyam were very nice people. we set off around 12pm and it took one hour to the airport. it was a very stuffy and sweaty day, as my mood, which was heavy and suffocating.
after everything was arranged, we still have a little more time, since the morning priyam did not eat anything, so we had two pieces of cheese cake, a cup of strawberry juice, which were yummy yummy. we walked around the airport and we saw off little tantrum tearfully. hope he would take a nice home trip. god bless him. it began to rain when we went out from the airport. i thought the rain would stop the taking off.
the lab mates were very kind and humorous friendly friends. they kept comforting me and distracting me by many jokes. on the way, they had some noodles which was really economic. they just finished three huge bowls of noodles in 10 minutes, which shocked me tearless.
the scenes outside the window passing by without leaving slight traces behind my mind. my head had no space for anything but the spots of time, the precious moments of my life. i was very grateful that they dropped me off at the dormitory and soothing me by kind words. i said goodbye, stepping out the car, all of sudden, i lost control at the sight of the familiar dormitory, the road, the tree, the main gate and every piece of my life in Korea was peacefully lying in my view, but i felt it was such a strange place at that moment i stepped on this piece. the missing piece...
i got up around 8 am , preparing to go to the airport. i thought i could spend my time with myself everyday, surfing on the Internet, reading novels, eating snacks and shopping from today on, yet it tastes so bitter that i could not even sleep late in the morning.
i never saw anyone off in my life but my brother several years ago. i was always the one being sent off. yet this time was a reverse and it was too much for me. the lab mates of priyam were very nice people. we set off around 12pm and it took one hour to the airport. it was a very stuffy and sweaty day, as my mood, which was heavy and suffocating.
after everything was arranged, we still have a little more time, since the morning priyam did not eat anything, so we had two pieces of cheese cake, a cup of strawberry juice, which were yummy yummy. we walked around the airport and we saw off little tantrum tearfully. hope he would take a nice home trip. god bless him. it began to rain when we went out from the airport. i thought the rain would stop the taking off.
the lab mates were very kind and humorous friendly friends. they kept comforting me and distracting me by many jokes. on the way, they had some noodles which was really economic. they just finished three huge bowls of noodles in 10 minutes, which shocked me tearless.
the scenes outside the window passing by without leaving slight traces behind my mind. my head had no space for anything but the spots of time, the precious moments of my life. i was very grateful that they dropped me off at the dormitory and soothing me by kind words. i said goodbye, stepping out the car, all of sudden, i lost control at the sight of the familiar dormitory, the road, the tree, the main gate and every piece of my life in Korea was peacefully lying in my view, but i felt it was such a strange place at that moment i stepped on this piece. the missing piece...
tormented in bed, the pillow was soaked by the tears running across the nose freely. finally i went out to the Korean university playground...too many things left for me...it was windy, i should say something but i lose words. just let the tears dance to the wind. Never say goodbye, goodbye kills the hope of meeting again.
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