Marshmallows

6th Week Freestyle Writing

2006-10-15T12:07:00.000+09:00

Mid-term is ended..!!

Doesn't feel so good as I expected I will be.

What it left...??
terrible score and tons of regret and self-hatred.
This mid term was pretty easy, and I flunked it.
Many people got good grades. I must be the last in CSIA.

Really needs rest....

M elancholy
I nhumane
D eadly
T errible
E vil
R evolting
M ortal

6th Week Prompt Writing

2006-10-15T11:23:00.000+09:00

If I could do one thing over again, would I?

This question is too obvious.
Everyone have at least one thing they want to do all over again.
In my case, I have plenty.
Doesn't this prove that I lived a life full of regrets? Guess so.

First of all..
There are tons of evidences of my laziness, neglect, and irresponsibility,
which I will be very happy to erase.
KOOKOO♡

I want to..
re-spend the whole CSIA Immersion Camp, filling it with hard works and studies.
re-do all the assignments I did terribly or I didn't even hand in(!!!)
re-do all the tests and quizzes I flunked.
re-do the mid_terms and final.

Then...
I want to re-meet all the peole in CSIA.
The people I should have made friends earlier..
The people I should have been aware of...
I should have learned from some people
avoid some people
should have been more friendly to some people..

so many regrets..

Time always brings regrets.

Always regretting
what passed away with time, and making more regrets..
knowing that someday..
I will be regretting this moment right now.

That's me.
That's time.
That's life.
and That's the world.

5th Week Prompt Writing

2006-10-01T15:48:00.001+09:00

Take a look at a photo of a person.
What do you see?

It is a picture of a round-faced child with peach-colored cheeks. She has a white face and caramel-colored hair. She has round, mild eyes and light eyebrows. She is smiling broadly. She looks very happy. She seems to be in preschool or 1st grade. She looks bright and full of curiosity. I think she is a friendly and kind little girl.Her smiling face gives pleasure to people who look at her. I want to have a friendly chat with her. I wish we can have a lovely smile like her.

5th Week Freestyle Writing 2

2006-10-01T13:16:00.000+09:00

Our school newsletter came out.

"The Quill" is the name.
I am happy about it because it is from my newsletter club.
There are 10 high schoolers and 5 middle schoolers working with Mr. Donkin.
We were pretty stressed about it, and now it came out printed.
My article about the girls' dormitory (eww... I really don't like that place) was pretty long.
We printed 1000 copies.
Mr. Donkin told us that the school gave it out to the parents visiting our school.
The teachers gave it out to all the students.
It was pretty, except there were many misprints.
It was nice to see that all those efforts pay off.

5th Week Freestyle Writing 1

2006-10-01T12:51:00.000+09:00

"The mid-term is coming."

ALREADY??
CAN'T BE!!

It is always the same.
The semester always feels too short.
I remember the 1st term well.
It was a chaos, and I was totally shocked at how time can pass so fast.
Well, this term...?? It couldn't be any more different.
I'm happy that I handed in every single one of my assignments (some late, but anyway-)

Even so, this term we had..

more strict schedule,
more strict rules,
more projects,
more assingments,
more work to do.

I felt like catching moles.
Every time I try to hit a mole, another moles pops out of other moleholes.
Every time I finish one assingment, teachers give another assignments.
It was an annoying, boring and scary monopoly.

The 1st sememster mid term was terrible,
and the 1st final term was even more horrible.
I did not work hard enough.

I REALLY REALLY wish that I can get the score I want.

4th Week Freestyle Writing 2

2006-09-14T12:11:00.000+09:00

I am going on a D.I.E.T.
Chuseok is getting nearer, and I totally hate being compared with my tall, slim cousin. They have been telling me that I am 'chubby' every tiem I met them, and I was sick of it. Last year, they told me that I became pretty thin. Well, now I realize that I am much fatter than I was last year, and I certainly do not want to surprise my relatives with my fat appearance again. I wonder how much weight I can lose in one month. Not much, I guess. However, I really need to look thinner. I think going on a diet is very difficult. You see, I find our school meal is so delicious! Breakfast, Lunch, and dinner - every meal full of delicious things (and full of calories, too)... they allures me. Even more, snacks at 9 P.M. I know perfectly well that they are going to make me fat, but always, they are ever so delicious. You cannot resist them, unless you are so tired and sleep that you cannot move from you seat. All those delicious ice cream in the convinience store... and all the sweet, big chunks of chocolates... AAAAAHHHH!Well, that is that. I am going on a diet, and my goal is my jeans, which are pretty skinny. I would like it big for me. I'm working on it, haha :-)
Long way to go ~ T^T

4th Week Freestyle Writing 1

2006-09-12T09:52:00.000+09:00

I am suffocating under all the assignments and studies.
I really want just ONE SINGLE day to organize everything!
I just want to stop the time! Phew..
When I have done all my homework, here comes the test tomorrow.
Often, bad test results keep me unhappy for the rest of the day.
Then I see the mid-term racing toward me.
I sometimes wish all these are just a horrible nightmare.
I think I am getting lazier and lazier. I want to rest and sleep for a long, long time.
What can I do? I feel tired and I exactly don't know what kind of siuation I am in.
I think I am in a big, great, huge SLUMP.
HELP ME, SOMEONE.

3rd Week Prompt Writing

2006-09-11T21:59:00.000+09:00

"You go on a journey... you go on a journey... you go on a journey" Something is urging me.
That is for sure. However, I don't know who..
Wait. Maybe I know. Hmm..

Can it be the endless blue sky of autumn, without even a single cloud?
Or a cool breeze whirling around me?
Or a silent, silent fall night?
Or even a distinct smell of autumn?
Or....

When I stop thinking for a while, and look around. Then I realize that there are a big dump of homework assignments lying on my desks with all the quiz and test, or project plans. Sigh.

It is autumn already, and I have so many thoughts in my head.
I want to go on a journey. I feel so locked in!!! I want to go somewhere..anywhere!
I want to go to a very quiet place.. quiet and peaceful. Where I can rest freely for a day.
I would like to go on a journey in many ways.
I would like to go on a train, subway(?), a bicycle, a car, an airplane, or even a helicopter.
It is a great autumn day, why not go on a journey?
When you can enjoy...

3rd Week Freestyle Writing

2006-09-08T21:14:00.000+09:00

Suddenly, I came to think of my life at the countryside. You see, now I have been actually living at the dormitory for almost 7 months! Apart from Seoul, ar the middle of the mountains. How do I feel now? I miss the city so much. I miss the magnificient buildings, hundreds of cars covering the streets, and huge, magnificient streets. I even miss the swarming people and subway filled with them!! I am getting bored of this countryside. I am fed up with all these nature. Those revolting animals. The buzz of the wings of unknow creatures and chilly chirping of the crickets send a chill to the marrow of my bones. Hop of a frog, jump of crickets, and flap of the wings of moths... All these are enough to freeze my blood. Of course it is not just crushed crickets on the floor, corridors full of dead cicadas, moths of various shapes and sizes covering my windows, or the F-Killer spray on my desk that makes me hate this place. The foggy sky of early mornings does not look that magnificient or great anymore. It just looks stuffy. The fresh mountain air is icy-cold and just makes me hard to breathe. The dewy grass of the morning soccer field is just annoying things that makes my shoes soaky wet. What should I do??

2nd Week Freestyle Writing

2006-09-03T12:03:00.000+09:00

A TERRIBLE STORY

I feel like I am sitting on the top of works flying so fast with time. Time flows, works flow with it, and I'm rinding on the top of it. They are flying away too fast altogether, and I am worried I might loose a grip and fall of them.

I see there are piles, mountains, and towers of works, almost reaching the sky. I feel like a tiny kid sent there with a teaspoon to scoop them away. While I scoop, scoop, and scoop, they get higher, higher, and even higher.

I am having a great war(?) with a giant called "Study." We are having a battle in a room called "Time." The evil giant is holding "My Dream" and "Successful Life" as hostages. They are sure to be crushed if I lose the battle. I think I lost my powerful weapons "Concentration" and "Endurance." I am terribly demoralized and even more, there are numerous traps all over the battle ground, such as "Internet" or "Sleep."

I remember clearly, I was standing at the start line with everyone else. Everyone had a same white horse all called "Time." At the start signal everybody set off riding the "Time"s. The horses all ran at same speed. Many things were floating around in the way, such as "study," "game," "homework," "money,"etc. Some people were brilliant at dealing with those horses. They could go everywhere riding horses and catching the floating things they wanted. Since they were good at dealing with the horses, they could catch more things than other people. They not just caught "studies" and "homework," but also enough "sleep," and "rests." Some people however, were not good at dealing with those horses. They were not controling the "Time"s. The "Time"s were dragging them along. They could not catch almost anything. I was among them.

What should I do? How, How can I get out of all these stories?
My life is swirling, swirling, and swirling.

2nd Week Prompt Writing

2006-08-29T10:16:00.000+09:00

I think this week's prompt is very interesting. What if things around me can talk? Surely, It would be very disordered if everything I meet talks and shouts at me. Walls, ceilings, chairs - everything making sounds from everywhere! phew! Even though, I wish many things can talk. Things that cannot talk often makes me impatient and anxious.

First of all, I wish my computer can talk to me. It might be able to teach me where to find information I want, warn me for playing too much on the internet or the games. Also, it can be easier to fix it when it breaks down. There are times when I am desperately searching for the information I want and I cannot find it. Wouldn't it be nice if computer tells you where to go and look for it? I also hope computer can stop me from spending too much time on the internet, etc. Computer probably would be a great adviser for using computers. It always looked amazing to me how computer holds all the information.

Next, I wish books can talk. When I read a difficult novel and I cannot understand some phrases, the book itself might be able to tell me what it means. I wish they would be able to help me out with reading and even some vocabularies.
yuh
Also, I wish clothes can talk. Often, it is bothersome to choose what to wear when I go out somewhere. It would be nice if clothes just let me know which ones go well together. Well, on my second thought, it can be annoying if all clothes bothers me to choose them.

Finally, I wish pencils can talk. They might be able to help me with correcting grammar mistakes and spell check. I wish they would give me some ideas when I have to write or draw something, and I cannot think of anything. Maybe, they might whisper me some test answers!

1st Week Prompt Writing

2006-08-25T06:10:00.000+09:00

She stared long and hard at it, then shrugged. She just couldn't figure out what the answer is. She couldn't write anything - no nothing - on the board. Ms. Plus was staring at her. Nasty snickerings and mutterings broke out from her behind. She wanted to hide, to run out of this place, to go anywhere, anywhere! Tears came to her eyes, and her lips trembled. 'Math, what a stupid subject,' she thought to herself angrily.

Luckily, the bell rang, and everyone raced out of the classroom. She slowly returned to her seat and packed her bag. She couldn't bear it. It was too much. Tears fell over her desk. She climbed onto the school bus. 'I wish math would be gone from the world. Forever, FOREVER, AND I MEAN IT!!' she shouted in her mind over and over again.

She was looking out the window, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whirled around. There was an 0dd-looking boy who she had never seen before. He was wearing a strange smile. "Are you sure you really mean that?" he asked. "Wha... What do you mean?" She demanded. "I asked you, that if you can take the responsibility for what you have said. Can you be truly satisfied when what you want is fulfilled? You know perfectly what I mean. I know you know. "

She thought for a second, 'Could this really be true? Is he just insane, or could he be one strike of hope in my life? Is he seeing right through me? What does he want??' The boy's smile broadened. It looked as if he was telling her 'Take your time, I'm in no hurry.' She was getting anxious. She did not know what to do, and he was smiling cruely at her like a hungry beast looking at a fat sheep.

"I..I'm asking you.. Do you mean you can make math disappear out of this world??" The boy stared right into her suspicious eyes. "If that is what you want." She felt like she had been clubbed over the head. She was wondering if he meant it, but even so, it was a shock to listen it coming right from his mouth. "I did not visit people who want money, life, or love for a long time. I am getting bored of it. All the same.. human are. Money and life. That's what they all want. I think your wish is pretty interesting. Don't you think? Yes, I can fulfill your wish. What do you want? Is that what you want?" he asked, his voice rising slightly, with hungry expression on his face.

The girl was thinking this over. "What do you want?" "I do not ask for the cost of my power, since it can neither be understood, nor can it be paid by you. I do not want or ask anything for it. Yes, nothing. That's what I want." She looked back into his eyes, but could not read anything. She asked herself if she could just ignore his words and go away. She couldn't. He had some power pulling her toward him, mysteriously but also strongly.

"What Should I do?" "Just say it. Say that is what you want." She was trembling terribly. "I..I wa..nt math to.. to.. disappear. Completely." "You mean right now?" "Ri..Right Now! I want e..everything even slightly associated with math...to..to .. disappear!!" For a second, she thought that she saw both gleaful and evil light passing on his face. "You will see." he said with the coldest and most frightening voice she ever heard.

Then, right after, everything began to change. Starting from the speedometer on the school bus, everything began to vanish. Then she realized her mistake. She couldn't make everything about math to simply disappear! Everything designed by computer and even with the numbers were disappearing. She desperately looked at the boy. He was wearing the most wicked smile she ever seen. "Your turn." he snickered. She looked down and found her legs gradually disappearing. Then all went black.. black.

The boy looked around at the emptiness with nothing at all. He spoke to himself, "Foolish things.. human... But dear girl, I told you. I told you that I wanted 'nothing' for granting your wish..Now.. I get it, and I'm sure you've got what you wanted." With chilling laughter, he walked into the darkeness, and disappeared.

1st Week Freestyle Writing

2006-08-22T09:43:00.001+09:00

New Semester Beginning!!

It is new semester again. This vacation has been very special for me. It gave me a chance to think about many things. I thought about how I spent the first semester- how I ripped all those valuable times and threw them away. I could both relax and prepare for my second semester during the vacaton. I could read many books I wanted to read, too. I don't know why, but I felt that I could do better. That I could acheive something I really want. I could believe in myself. The time flew, and the vacation reached its end in a jiffy. I was somehow little sad and even futile. Leaving my comfortable home behind, It felt just like walking right into the mist, not knowing what's in there. However, with more confidence than I expected... I'd really like to try again - start again - this semester. Everything will start again, and I'll see how I can do better.
Everyone, good luck and let's start again!!

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2006-08-21T18:01:00.000+09:00

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