Imported Beer

하고 싶은 것을 할 수 있다는 것은 엄청나게 축복받은 일이다. 자주 그 것을 까먹곤 한다. José González 의 목소리가 내 마음 속을 녹여온다. 해야 할 일들과 하고 싶은 일들이 더욱 더 겹쳐 졌으면 한다. 이번 주는 무슨 색깔이 되려나. 아마연보라색이 아닐까 싶다. 내일은 자전거를 타고 학교에 가고싶고 목공 과제물을 도색 하고 싶다. 구멍난 나무 조각들을 울리지 말아요, 은초씨 (그리고 수입산 맥주 좀 작작).

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Water the little mint plant in your heart.

I feel that the atmosphere around me is changing. I am not sure whether it is positive or negative. I hate to say this but I think it is a sign of growing up. I am not sure if I am growing up or down or sideways. All I know is I would still like to keep things simple and pure. Like the feeling when I'm riding my bike or when I'm running. I can forget about everything and anything.

Life Cycle of A Butterfly

Writing, reading, and writing.

Reading "No One Belongs Here More Than You" rather depresses me a little. I am not entirely sure why. When I was on my way home walking to the bus stop, I thought 'Addictions are weaknesses.' I think depending is an active word, compared to being addicted. You can choose to depend on something or someone but to be addicted to something leaves not much choice. I want to be stronger but wish to be okay with being weak sometimes. I think admitting your weakness is a strength. I like testing myself. When I succeed in doing or not doing things for how ever short or long period, I feel in control. I often get frustrated when some things are not in control. School work is one of those "some things." I think I value them a lot but I do not invest equivalent time or effort on it. I wish to be efficient in doing what needs to be done but relaxed in doing things that I'd like to do. Writing is one of the things that I like to do. I have not been doing it for a very long time which is silly because I tend to forget things easily. When I do not record certain events or feelings, I forget that I ever felt/experienced it. In most cases, I'd rather write about something than to take a photo of something. I think it is because I feel more comfortable and confident expressing something in words than in a photograph. It might be due to my lack of photographing and drawing skills. Sometimes I have to write in English and sometimes I have to write in Korean. Sometimes, it doesn't matter what language I use. I do enjoy having an ability to write in two languages. It'd be lovely to be able to write in another language.

(+I found out that 1/3 of my pay was taxed. I was a bit shocked.)

Easter bunny beheaded, Coopers pale ale drunk.

Sufjan Stevens is rather cute-looking. On the train ride home, I was looking for cute people to secretly stare at. I'd like to think that I am more so appreciating the beauty than being materialistic because I do not treat them by their appearances. But then again, I am not quite sure where that fine line is between them.

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I got up to go to school and worked on my design project for a while. Returned home at around 12.30pm and had the turkey seaweed mushroom soup and the rice I cooked. Felt an excruciating pain in my stomach and almost fell down the stairs from it. I also felt a bit gloomy. I think I was missing people. Maybe a certain person in specific but I won't be able to tell who it exactly was. Maybe it was my friend Eric, or that cute guy at the bike shop. Who knows.

I had to take a nap to recover from the ache, and woke up when I heard multiples of stomping noise from down stairs. Then Cat woke up as well and we decided to have Japanese for dinner.

We headed to the city to get some animation but were distracted by Melbourne Comedy Festival. Not long after we decided to have a look for free shows, some comedians came up to offer us 2-for-1 passes. This guy in film noir style trench coat sat next to me with coffee in his hand, asking how I was. I told him, "Pretty good. Hey, these comedians are pretty self-promotial." "I know, don't you hate that?" he said. "It's okay." I smiled. After a while he handed me another on of those 2-for-1 pass. I was quite amused when I found out he was also performing. Turns out that his name is Tim motley. I had another person called Dr.Brown calling me alternative hence I should come see his show. I almost did go to his show but realised I should probably finish work for school.

Is this post beautiful or useful? I am not sure. I think it's okay for it not to though.

We are surrounded by many people but genuine human interaction is scarce.

“Seek first to understand, then to be understood” Stephen R. Covey

하나 둘, 그리고 잠수.

혼자 있는 시간의 공기는 무언가 특별함을 지니고 있다.
작은 고양이의 방문에 깨져버릴 것 같은 도자기를 지니고 있고 또 겨울날에 찾아온 따스한 햇살과 같은 그런 것들도. 창 밖 자동차 지나가는 소리를 들으며 바다를 연상해 본다. 그리고 나의 육체는 더 깊은 물속으로 잠겨간다. 숨쉬는 걱정은 미뤄두고 더 내려가자 화려한 열대 물고기들과 노란 잠수함이 보인다.
아직 잠이 들어있는 사람들을 깨우지 않으려고 조용히 하는 설거지는 내 마음을 좀 더 가볍게 할 수 있는 나만의 방법이다.

같이 있는 시간은 내겐 거울 같다고 생각한다.
너의 모습에서 내 자신을 발견하고 반가워하곤 한다. '안녕, 또 보는구나.'
그래서 내가 글을 쓰는지도 모르겠다. 혼잣말 하듯이 나와 대화를 하며 또 다른 나를 찾을 수 있으니까.

Friday, 24 July 2009 at 14:00