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後悔。

「人なれば きっと 後悔が あります。」 そんな思いは 時々 しませんか? 私は さっき 「時をかける少女」劇場版を 見て そうと思った。 大事な選択をするときに戻って 直したいことが ある。 もっと あるんですけど、以下が 一番 後悔するんです。 ① 中学のとき クラスの友達と もっと 仲良しに成る。 ② エイッカから募集するとき すぐ 「はい!行きます!」って 話す。 

A (slight) change in direction. And — Happy 10th Anniversary!

I'm not a poet, neither am I great writer. I can't string words together to make them read sophisticated and "chim" — I know, an utter waste of the time spent at creative writing classes when I was in primary school; time that I could have spent watching my favourite Cardcaptor Sakura, seriously. But since I have this absolutely free space for all the weirdness in me, I'm gonna make full use of it. Aside from the usual — hopefully less — childish ramblings, this medium will be where I try to practise the languages I'm learning/have learnt. Since I can't be speaking to someone native all the time, talking or writing to myself is probably the next best only method I can think of. I'm pretty confident of my Korean (not ready for some political debate anytime soon, though, thank you), but my Japanese is crap. The best way to learn is always touted to being interested and picking things up along the trail of curiosity but really, guys, learning a lan
I never knew my maternal uncle-in-law (basically 大姨丈) well, but it still came as a shock when I saw my parents leaving our house two nights prior, asked where they were going and my mum replied with the bad news. Though I blurted out that it's so sudden, she knew he wasn't long when he was sent to the hospice a while back. I struggled, contemplating if I should attend the wake - does that happen to you? I imagine most of my friends wouldn't have had such issues, but being the awkward turtle that I am, I struggled. Because for me, I find it hard to attend a funeral of someone I don't connect with. I can attend a total stranger's funeral if someone close to me is related to the deceased, yet I can't find the motivation to go for the funeral of a maternal aunt. How horrible and regrettable that my familial ties are never strong. And sometimes I wonder if the sloth in me is just taking over and consuming my life. (Okay, that sounded so melodramatic.) In any