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I used to have this one friend that I  really wanted to be closed to so much and I think it did kind of happen the way I wanted it to be except for the fact that most parts of our relationship were long distance ones and there was no way of changing that except if one of us happened to be moving to other person's school which apparently did not happen hence this story is told. Our friendship felt like eternity ago and like any other relationships with no commonality to share anymore, it gradually faded away. And no one had ever made it clear enough how friendship breakup could really hurt and change you especially when it occurred with no fight, no bad blood whatsoever.  I used to think about her everyday. Nowadays, she comes to mind every now and then.  About a month ago, my mum had asked me to accompany her to a trip with her friends and I reluctantly followed her - reluctant because I am not even good at socialising with people around my age and based on my observation, older pe
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Kim Ji Young, Born 1982 (Palsip Yi Nyeon Saeng Kim Jiyeong) by Cho Nam-Joo

I am not a feminist. If I am asked to choose between a male and female to be a leader, given their level of education and integrity to be almost similar, I may have the tendency to choose the male. But, I hate it when simple tasks such as washing the dishes become the immediate responsibility of daughters, female siblings, mothers, wives, daughter in laws or female colleagues. Everyone is capable of doing it but why some people like to label the task to be done by “female only”? I love that this book includes footnotes to make known to readers that gender inequality in Korea is a real thing rather than the author’s own assumption. One of the most interesting findings mentioned in this book: ... a stay-at-home mother with a baby under the age of two has four hours and ten minutes a day to herself, and a mother who sends her baby to daycare has four hours and twenty-five minutes, which makes only a fifteen-minute difference between those two groups. This means mothers can’t rest even wh

I Am The Future You 💛

We're in the final week of 2019 now and I still occasionally think, "Do I want to have my  personal list of resolution this year?". Honestly, I'm not the kind to really care about new year's resolution. I mean, what's the difference between 2018 and 2019? What's really the difference between today and tomorrow? If you really want some things, then you will go for it no matter when. However, I do admit having a list of resolution helps to boost some good energy in us to face the other year. So, the question is do I want to have new things to achieve and hope for this year?  I think it is not a bad idea to make the list now since I am quite bored right here and wanting to write something but don't know what to write.  ........................................................................................................ This year, I wish to: 1. Be able to manage my anger wiser. 2. Be more open to others' opinions and willing to fo

Lockdown Watch #1

My covid-19 lockdown can be a little bit more unbearable without this watch. The script-writing are really good that they keep giving me more new things to think about and what path should my writing takes if I do want to write a serious piece in the future.  1. When the Camellia Blooms (Series) This drama makes me wonder what it feels to have a child of your own. They say mothers can be scary when it comes to protecting their children and Dongbaek really shows that. And I wonder if all single parents' children are as mature as Pilgu. Favourite scene: Episode 18 "Then why did you lie to me? Why did you say you'll become an MLB player?" "What about you? Why did you lie?" "When did I lie?" "You told me that I'm all you need!" ".........." "What kind of a mom gets married? None of the other kids' moms get married! Do you even know how it feels to watch your own mom get mar

Drama Review: My Golden Life

I've never written any drama or movie review here so this would be my first. My Golden Life I watched this drama when it aired almost at the end of 2017 until March 2018 on KBS. I just watched it for fun, never to expect I'd get hooked to its story line and the emotions it managed to deliver through the casts. I think the drama could grow on me so much as I watched it during my toughest year; it was when I had met some distasteful people when I was working and the working environment was very toxic that I had to come to the decision to not extend my contract even when my boss asked me to. Being jobless (I was a freelance proofreader after that but most people don't consider freelancing as a real job, hence the label)  and to have some issues with my friends did not help my situation. And then I watched this drama one day and could relate it to some of my life situation especially through its main character, Seo Jian.  Seo Jian came from an average family. One

Book Review: Tuan Direktur, Hamka

Hamka is a renowned religious figure as well as an artist of language. I first read his book back in 2016, if I'm not mistaken, called Tafsir Al-Azhar . It was not like I wanted to read it but more because I had to as to finish up my assignment for the Islamic Studies class and it involved using the book for research. As many other students, I searched only for the information I needed and did not finish the whole book. Although that was the case, Hamka did not fail to impress. That first read really made me think that all the recognition he received, whether when he was alive or after his death, was very well deserved. His words. Oh my. His words are like you are listening to a storyteller who knows where he is heading to and he is well aware that he is not on the journey alone; he has the whole crew of readers to be led to the destination. His words are poetic but not to the extent that laymen cannot understand; some literature pieces are very heavy with their words that sca
I don't know why but quite a number of my friends willingly open up to me about their love relationship without me asking. Some are married while others are not.  To the friends who are married, I usually just listen to their stories. I don't give opinions. I just listen. Maybe because they are normal marriage problems and do not involve any kind of abuse that requires my intervention. And I do not want to cause more issues in their marriage just because I give my two cents in that matter.  However, it is a bit different with my unmarried friends who share their stories and hope for my advice in return. The problems are mostly about how the men treat them badly but they still choose to stay because of ... love. Truth be told, I don't really like to get involved in this kind of relationship. But thinking that my friends are in need of me, I try to be there for them. I might be quietly listening most of the time but my heart hurts and my inner voice keeps asking questions
............ She hates it. She hates it when it comes the moment when the daily "What are you doing?" or "I miss you" become awkward. She hates it when the long messages before becomes a forceful short answers now. She hates it when she wants to talk but doesn't know what to talk about. She hates it when she worries if she's a being a nuisance. She hates it when she wonders if they still care.  She hates it when all she can hear from the other side now is only silence.  .............
The idea of giving back always intrigues many of us. It is not necessarily that we give back to people who first give to us, but giving something that we might buy ourselves to other hands once we do not need them anymore is also a kind of giving back I suppose; we are giving the things another chance to 'live' and 'serve' the new keeper.  It was always a sad thing to see when I was at school or university that students happily threw away their notes once the examination was finished. They threw them high up from the two-storey building to the ground below and while watching them falling they screamed and laughed hysterically because the one-semester burden was no longer a load they needed to carry. They did not care whether they might need them one day. They did not care if there were possibilities they had to repeat taking the exams again. All they care about was the pleasure of being free from the responsibility that the notes 'demand' of them.  I do

Book Review: Go Set a Watchman by Harper Lee

Go Set a Watchman was the second book from Harper Lee that I read (considering she just published two books in her entire life, so this was surely the last book from her I could get my hands on). Originally, I was to read this book first before To Kill the Mockingbird because I just bought the book and the mere fact that the book is basically mine while the   Mockingbird is my brother's. Then, my brother said that Go Set a Watchman was considered a lacklustre piece from the well-known Lee and that she should not have published it at all. I asked him had he read the Watchman but he said no; he just read others' reviews on the net (that's my bro, you just don't know what he reads). Thankfully, I read the Mockingbird first because the Watchman is a continuity from the Mockingbird (though Watchman was initially the draft of the Mockingbird . Well it's pretty confusing so mind yourself to check it on many websites that talk about these books). The pro