run, don't walk.

around this time freshman year, i was getting the jitters cus of my first round of finals and late night IM's.

now, i've gotten so jaded that things seem so perfunctory- i go to classes, do hw, study, go to taiko, and sleep.. eating and breathing fit in there somehow.. so just to get things to be a little different, i ended up going grocery shopping to cook dinner. well, if you can call making curry cooking then i guess it's reasonable. it had been a while since i last did this (i think the last time was with my brother during summer) and it was definitely fun.. though, i was the only one home cooking enough curry for about 6 people, which was NOT that fun.... so imagine my happiness when i get a phone call from a friend who was able to join me for dinner. finally, some appreciation. thanks friend; it was very nice to have company for dinner + and other stuff.

i never knew it's more like- i've forgotten how comforting the sound of someone else's heart beat could be... and 체온 too. it's been awhile since i've had my ears close to someone for me to hear the thumping of the heart... and it's funny- last night i could hear my own heart beating against the pillow like a run away train after a fit of coughs and it was a bit frightening. how can the two differ so much?

damn it, i miss it now.

oh and there was a fire in our neighborhood. hooray.

...i don't even know if you read this anymore.. but i'm worried about you.. you seemed really sick.. i hate how my pride and my own stubbornness keep stopping me from talking to you... get better... k?