<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7877270996218903411?origin\x3dhttp://curious20something.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Moi
Journal
Bookmarks
Archives
Monday, May 4, 2009
How's home?
My class was canceled today, so I accompany KK to the Care Center. KK tended an old lady. She's Korean. And KK speaks Korean to her. Well, she taught herself Korean. KK come to paint Granny P's nails. And afterwards, Granny P gave her a few coins. And said, I don't have anything much, but this is what I have...

If it was a drama, I would've cried a bucketshitload. As our conversation went, this is reality, things like that don't exist anymore. I certainly wouldn't have expected it from my friend. I mean, we call ourselves pomoist. Since when do we have time to care for the helpless? Hey it's nature's law! We play for survival.

But when I played some music in their tea room, they pay attention to my crappy melody. I experienced so much, much love today that makes me admire my friend KK. Although ofcourse, we have to lose weight. Hehe!
...