JOURNAL | Talking brain

Talking brain

I still can't believe it... I'm done with my midterm paper in Korean Cinema. Finally I'm free!
I should be happy but there's really no reason to be jumping for joy as I have tons of other works to do plus my part time job. Sometimes I think I have brain cancer already because I don't sleep well anymore. My head feels numb, just like now.

I'm sipping my coffee with my favorite Tangsuyuk (a kind of breaded pork strips with sweet and sour sauce) at 3:36 am. Who said coffee must be drank only with donuts... well let him be. The aroma of Maxim coffee from my white plastic mug decorated with purple flowers soothes my stressed mind...

MIND: Hey idiot better get some sleep or you'll die soon.

Yeah I know, see I have to wake up at 6 tomorrow... no 5:30.

JOURNAL | Frustrated at 6:20

Frustrated at 6:20

I woke up today with a very confused mind. I thought I just got passed my appointment with my student. The reason being is that the sun is so high already at 5:30am. I'm sitting now beside my floor's window and the blinding light of the sun just gives my eyes unnecessary discomfort as if all the stressful factors I have to contend with aren't enough.

But I feel guilty because there's still so many things which I failed to do. Like last night I wasn't able to read my English article, dammit!!!! Am I losing focus? Whenever I say that I'd give it my best shot, I always fall short of this promise. I hope I could do something more. If only that's possible.

JOURNAL | Sigh, sigh, sigh

Sigh, sigh, sigh

These past few days have been tough for me. With all the exams and meetings, add to my part-time job equals one drained body. This is killing me and I won't be surprised if one day, I just black out and find myself in a hospital.

Like now, it's already 12:51 am and I have to get up at, the most 6 am just to be in time for my student later. Sigh, sigh, sigh...................

Anyway, I've found some interesting fables (yes, I'm into fables to comfort my stressful life) which gave me a few doses of laughter.

JOURNAL | The Turtle and the Ducks

The Turtle and the Ducks

 
The turtle wanted to travel around the world. But he could not, because he walked so slowly.
One day the turtle met two ducks. The turtle said to the ducks, “Please, would you help me see the world? I will hold a stick in my mouth. You each take one end of the stick and we can fly around the world.”
The ducks said, “Sure, we will do it. But do not speak, or you will fall.”
They started the trip. The ducks flew up high when they met a crow.
The crow was surprised and asked, “Who thought of this great idea?”
The turtle began to say, “I did…”
As the turtle opened his mouth to brag, he lost the stick. He fell down a long way and died.

JOURNAL | The Old Man and Death

The Old Man and Death

An old man was gathering some wooden sticks in forest. Because of age and hard work, he was very tired.
The old man threw away the sticks and said, “I can’t stand this life any longer! I wish I could just die. Please, Death, come and take me!
As soon as he finished his words, Death appeared.
Death asked, “Did you call me, sir? What can I do for you?”
The old man said, “Please help me put those sticks on my back again.”

JOURNAL | WHAT IS LOVE?

WHAT IS LOVE?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,
4살~8살의 아이들에게 물었다.
What does love mean?
사랑이 뭐라고 생각하니?
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think.
우리가 상상했던 것보다 답들은 훨씬 더 깊고 넓었다.

JOURNAL | Ours is a great nation

Ours is a great nation

When I told my friend of my plan to extend my stay here in Korea, he reminded the difficulty that Southeast Asian people particularly Filipinos and Vietnamese are experiencing. He said that we are discriminated and underestimated. He even added that Korea is like America.

It made me angry. After all, I'm still a Filipino. But when I think about it, yes there is a reason why Koreans might feel this way towards us. When you think about it, the first that comes to mind when you say Filipinos is factory workers or brides for Korean men.