Curling my hair

the weather forecast reported that the temperature would be -15 c till the coming weekends. so i choose to be stuck in my room watching drama and playing with my hera. everyday i repeated the same things, i feel blank when i try to write on my blog. i remember a sentence like this, future is the repetition of the history? i am not sure about the original words, then what is my future going to be? if i repeat everyday then no future for me. i curled my hair after a shower . later  i would like to read a book, then cook some snack and a little snap and dinner and tv and some games... while hera spent most of her time sleeping unless i eat something. she will spring up like a bullet and run towards me.

Slippery road

snow fairy fell silently yesterday night. early this morning we drove to the KTX station. the road was like a mirror reflecting the danger on the tires. several times the car was out of control, which was really frustrating. because of the ice on the road, tires kept without moving forward. it took almost 40 minutes to arrive at the station. i guessed Kim barely caught up with the train at 9: 30 am, then he would not be late for the appointment in Seoul with Mr. Lee. On my way back, i saw several car accident around my home and i was too nervous to drive normally. my car run like a snail creeping on the road. i was in a cold sweat when i arrived home finally. Hera was wagging her tail as usual when she saw me came into the room. a big yawing and stretching gave her a fresh new day and my new day started too.

Price List

There is a first buyer coming soon. i prepared the price list for his orders which kept me staying around the clock. i do not know the business world, like a new born baby. the sun will rise tomorrow for the new born babies...

Window broke into pieces

some one has been really trying my patience when i am in trouble. my life has been very hard without the deceiver playing tricks. if i am rich enough, i would like to play with him, but i am furious now. i quarreled seriously and threw away the chair on the balcony window by a slip on my hand, the window shattered into pieces loudly. Hera was scared and hided behind the close stool as she always did whenever scared. who threw the stones into the peaceful water? we cleaned up the glass crackings everywhere carefully and made up with each other again. i think people should not fix on one thing when the thing is logically unacceptable. it is dangerous to keep on tied to relationship with something unreal. we forgive but never forget. life goes on .

A good cleaning

My baby hera shed too much hair every second of every minute. i kept cleaning whenever i can. in the afternoon i watched tv and cleaned the hairs everywhere. i was starving soon and i had some rice left over in the morning. it is sunny day outside like the usual saturday always in my living life. saturday is always clean and clear. my mind roams around the sky through the blue sky and i picked up one of those white cloud  floating high above in the miraculous sky. i wish to wear the good shaped cloud in my hair like a lovely innocent girl, running in the playground with cousins here and there. hera popped up all of sudden. she is dozing off again... i am pondering on the question again, a question to a person of my age, not as young as a girl , not as experienced as an old. if the missing pieces in my life could be puzzled together into a beautiful picture, then what kind of picture is left in reality or dream? what is the left for me? what is marriage? what is love? the original sin is what what...in  my college course... A+

Fluctuation

i feel weak today. when i look back to the past, fluctuation of regrets and pity flush to my weathering heart in such bitterly cold winter day. "since winter is here, can spring be far away? " i am encouraged by this famous words whenever i am stuck in thick thaw in life. nothing special happened to me today. 3 meals as usual and a short snap in the afternoon, till the evening came, the shadow blinded my eyes again because of some quarrel. tears streaming faded my eyes. my mood is very low. i wish i could grope into past but i could not. life is hard. life is short. i am eager for money. 

First working day in the dragon year

i woke up early in the morning, preparing for a new day. the loss of hand phone gave me some inconvenience in daily life. Fortunately, i could use email to contact. around 11 am, i drove to dajeon station to pick up kim. 11:40 i arrived at the bus station, and i saw him standing aside waiting for me. i rolled down the window and called "bbangggu" to draw his attention, he seemed to look into my direction but actually he did not catch my eyes. finally i parked my car and walked back some distance to pick him up successfully. the short departure tied us closer and i could not stop chatting about what happened during those days without bbanggu. i kept chick chick chick the whole way back home. the happiest moment for hera came. she was jumping and swagging her tail happily. the lunch menu spicy pork ribs was really delicious. the working hours followed the whole afternoon when i contact our future buyers from uzbekistan.