Hmm...

Hey, I just realized that this whole blog thing could be really fun. I desperately felt throughout this weekend that for once in my life I must organize all the complex, chaotic emotions gurling inside me, and none other than this blog would be so useful a tool to do that. Why hadn't I thought of this before? From now on, I vow to myself that no matter what happens, I will write freely on this blog at least once a week.

Hmm.. let's just start by telling what I did over the weekend. This weekend, first of all, I experienced excruciating emotional pain; never in my life had I felt anything like it. I did whatever I could do(including walking around Yeonje-gu without a specific destination in mind for 2 hours, wearing only a white shirt and shorts and sandles) to keep the incident out of my mind, but I guess it was useless because I'm still feeling dreadful. I really hope time will eventually cure for me.

Um,, what else did I do... oh right I gained access to the video of me singing which was shot by Mr.황(http://minihp.cyworld.com/22676483/355636753)...-_- Whoa, I'm viewing it again as I'm writing this and I really really really sound and look like a fool. I love singing, and people tell me that I'm good at it, but the problem is that whenever I get up on stage my voice cracks like popcorn. I'm gonna have to get over that soon, or I'm really gonna mess up our band's show on our school festival.

Another thing I did was to buy the sheet music for a song called 같이 걸을까(Walk with me) by 이적(Lee Juk). I was just randomly looking through things on Youtube when I found the video which used the song as the background. I fell in love with it the second my ears got hold of it, so I decided to give it a try on my new portable keyboard(the one you see me playing on the video above). I was surprised to find that it's actually easy, you just need to give some slight changes on the basic chords. I can imagine how well it would sound if combined with my cracking voice..lol

Let me see.. I went out to Seomyun with my family and ate dinner at a meat restaurant called Korea(고려). I practically devoured the food withought thinking so I don't know if it was good or not, although I remember hearing my mom say the meat's too tough. After that we went to the bookstore to fumble through some English books. I still haven't finished reading "Stupid White Men" that I bought at the same store about 2 months ago, but I bought another book anyhow. It's called "50 Great Short Stories". Hm, sounds just about as fun as having a tooth pulled out.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. This weekend our former president Ro-Mu-Hyun commited suicide. I'm embarassed to say that I'm not into politics so I didn't feel anything special about it. But to my astonishment, my father cried like a baby! He even visited Bong Ha town to participate in the funeral(??). I knew that Ro graduated from the same highschool as my father, and is the only president in Korean history to have avoided criticism from him, but it was still sad to see a grown man break into tears.



Well, I guess that's about it. It feels really good to do writing like this, without concerning all the stupid things the school requires us, like keeping the proper structure, using good grammer, volcabulary, whatsoever. I feel as if I have found an escape route against the complex things going around me. Most of all, through this, at least some of the emotional pain I held has gone. For those of you who are dying to know what makes me suffer so much, I'm sorry to say that I can't reveal it at this point. Maybe, when I'm fully cured I'll post a writing containing all the details.