Thursday, 2 January 2014

THE FIRST DAY OF.......

        Today,the first day of my work,officially..eventhough i was urged to work starting yesterday.It was like a shock after a month and half off duty.I almost cursed out of tiredness.There are some old faces like "rugbi ajusshi","footballer" and "gentle voice".I haven't been able to see "pedofilia kid" yet.Eventhough without "beautiful pak soo ha" or "angry kid", things seems like more calm but it just the first day...since "young Prince" is around.And what did i see today...omg...that "gentle voice" just have that gazzee with that deep voice....yaaaa!!!i know you are this romantic type...but don't try applying to me...(i am the master of seduction, so ,i learn that trick earlier than you are..i seduce well for my kind of look)...it is like tasting the water with the swimmer...but it is made my day brighter n funnier..it hard to me smile these day...But for the first few day,the last-year boyz are more like rough badass...that type are a lil bit entertaining and INTERESTING  than nice ones..hehee..but who knows since it is only the first day?Dongsaengi....ouri dongsaengi....they are fun to watch...
    But working there...it is fun with everything...it pay good...i could made my own decision,at some point,it feel like i am myown boss , i could be proud working there yet,sometimes,it is emotionally tiring.I have to look up for the older as my superior is a lot older,the "songsaengi" are older and about the rest, i haave to look after for all these dongsaengi...For the sunbaenim, i need to offer same respect for them especially they are the customer..eventhough they are always warmer..for the dongsaengi,i need to at least reserve some respect in order them to learn eventhough they are a lot more open...as i am older...it just sometime,i was like,...."it's a damn cold night!!!try to figure out this life...don't know" .. (Avril Lavigne,let go).I was like i am  a native with different language as we speak different music,craziness or background.Eventhough dongsaengi sometimes chang!! but yaaa...they are still boyz...boyz suck at girls talk..since they are boyzzz..i know it is impossible to hope the same friendship..yet.sometimes,it just "a damn cold night".
   Oi!!!!Oi!!!is it a korean war?egghh..hyo...hyo...stop yelling...you didn't give birth to slave,you know,right?in case,you are forgotten.And a few days ago,they fought (with mouth or discussing TOO LOUD...although it wasn't rough or someting) at dinner tables IN THE DAMN MORNING ( accepting it forcely since it is what family like).Being exactly in the middle,I don't give a shit.Eventhough at first,i am kinda anxious girl,but as i'm staying with my family...nope,everyone who stay with my family,later on,will not give a damn.During the peak of loudness or yelling or slavery or something, just lay on your bed and sleep.if they doesn't go quiter,continue sleep.That is it.IT IS JUST FAMILY GOING ON.As long as nobody dies,it's fine.Today,for the first time,i missed the first day of my niece going into primary,i regretted a lot as i haven't miss even one since i got back here.Sometime,i wonder,if i have ones like her,would i be able to love as much as i love her?I have ironing,and even when i was in high school,i NEVER iron myown school uniform.
Shhhheeeiirro!!!Miwoo yoo...but since i wasn't able to be with her for her first day,i keep on ironing her uniform a few times up to the hidden part  till it look as if it just comes out of factory.No single wrinkles...no..nothing..that is when my heart said that," that is how it felt.That is how my mom must have felt.When we love someone so much, we will give up everything and do anything as long they get the best there is"...
    that kid that used to sleep in my arm is grown up now...When she does,will she remember me that would do anything for her?Will she remember me who take the beat instead of her?But looking her copying everything i did (especially the bad ones),her sparkling eyes when she eat my dish,hearing her asking me buying this and that when i get rich (when her mother is good source),When she look for my hand to hold as soon as she step out of car,I SMILE...any person won't ask for more..


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