My mind has been seized with one question for the past 2 weeks. That question is surrounding me and never let me go free. Indigestible thinking was stuck in my mind and started rot. Oh, shit I so hate the feeling that occupying me completely. Some people could call it

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During I was working on my second assignment, which I was researching about Facebook Terms and Service, I started thinking what is the interpretation. Especially about myself. How I can say I am here? Of course, I am doing something and making some kind of by-product, carbon dioxide and skin

I remember after e-book boom started, many friends worried about the ending of the paper book. As they have been telling me, now I can see many people using the kindle or ipad to read book or newspaper. I am not a expert in this field so I cannot point

Hall is very interesting place. Because I do not know everyone, so I can arbitrarily interpret them as a stranger. Their behavior and practice are always amuse me. Remains, the past of their belongings, telling me the story. Where they were stayed and what they were eating. I cannot know

I still can remember when my mom yelled me “stop asking!”. Maybe that was the time when my bookshelf started fulled. All kind of books from encyclopaedia to romance novel, made my world. If the topic was too difficult then I watched documentary movie. Why it is happening? why do

For a long time, I was not able to write my thought. It was because, after I started living in new place, full of new ideas filled me up until be fed up. When new ideas emerged into my life, I started get too much excitement and keep thinking only

Today, I played the songs which I liked long time ago. Full of memories came to my mind. Happiness and sadness even madness, all feelings were not separated but combined existence. Delivered memories hurt brutally but also I was so happy I have it. If there is a relationship which

I even can remember when I saw him first time in Japan. Vague but clear memories are carved in my mind. Start of spring, He was reading a book with grey long sweater and olive colour backpack at the Narita international airport. First thing I had felt was nervousness. That

In retrospect, I had some craving all the time. The longing for the toys which is unpermitted, the desire for the person who can make my hear beat all the time. This never dampened feeling is controlling me damn good. It makes me anxious and sometimes angry. Funny thing is,

Write, record   Today, finally I slept almost 8 hours. It was normal to me sleep 10 hours a day. So, I guess I am getting better to get my own phase.   Today’s dinner was Korean. I am not always fond of Korean food. It is because I cannot eat

Two weeks classes and uncountable insomnia. I think this is the main words for my recent life. Some people told me probably I got stress too much, the other told that I am in the period of adaptation for new environment. Maybe both opinion is true. I do not have

14일 정도가 흘렀다. 어느새 일주일이 순식간에 지나버렸다고 느끼면서도, 또 아직 일주일 밖에 지나지 않았다는 것이 신기하기만 하다. 반에서 느꼈던 고립감은 아마도 내 성격에서 비롯된 것이라는 생각이 들면서도 함께하고자 노력함에도 뜻대로 되지 않는 것 같다는 기분이 든다. 이번주 내내 끊임없이 배우고 있는 비평적 생각하기는 생각보다 내 생활에 뿌리 박혀 있었다는 생각이

5일 째의 아침이 밝아왔다. 3개월동안의 언어공부 겸 여행을 한 이후로 정확히 3년만이다. 그 때도 난 런던의 여름 만을 경험하고 돌아갔다. 그때 난 여러면에서 지쳐있었고, 졸업전시와 졸업 후에 대한 고민과 두려움으로 그저 쉴 공간이 필요 했었다. 적당한 거리감을 지키는 런던 사람들은 도쿄 사람들과 닮아있었기에 적응하기에 그렇게 어렵진 않았다. 오히려 시도때도 없이