Everyday I learn..

I’m gonna miss Monday..

First Monday of our class in April, a beautiful teacher came in and started to speak in Japanese. Her name is Takahashi Sensei. Suddenly I thought this class is going to be tough. I looked at the person sitting next to me. His name is Song-San. He is Korean. It should be easy for him. Perhaps I could ask him to teach me Japanese. Later I found out, he almost always missed our class, and class was not that tough, and Takahashi Sensei is strict only about time. That’s why I should wake up early.

I’m gonna miss Monday.. because every Monday I learn about waking up early, and counting on myself.

I wish that I were you

Dear friends,

I’m listening to patty smith singing, ‘I wish that I were you….’.. and reminds me to a question I asked to some friends and then made me ask the same question to myself. If someone asked you a question: “whom would you choose to be if you were given a second chance to live”.. what would you say?

I’ve noticed, almost everyone I asked said: “I would say.. me.. better me”. which makes me wondering… why “me” .. why “better me”? Is it because they are satisfied with what thy have right now but still want to improve something? Is it because nobody has such a perfect life that they couldn’t think of someone to answer that question? Is it because they’re too afraid to live someone else’s life and choose the safe paths, the same paths they know all along, which is their own paths?