September 2005

Dear Yonghwa oppa, (happy?kkkkk)

                How are you? Mianeyo I just thought you’d fine me rude if I suddenly call you oppa, and what are you saying about the one night?! You made it sound indecent! But..thank you for that one night, if you didn’t sit with me at the campfire, I’d be alone drowning in my own tears. You just don’t know how thankful I am for lending me your shoulders to cry own, for hugging me so tight, will it be weird to say that after that first day in camp, the one where we bump into each other, I feel comfortable with you? Omo..what am I saying. Mianhe oppa, I’m never this blunt but maybe because I’m writing it in a paper I just pour everything out. This is like a diary but it answers me. I hope you don’t find me too upfront. Me too! I keep your letters inside a shoebox! But mine is under the bed, no one really bothers, except for our ajumma who cleans my room. My mom barely comes here, we don't have that alone time or quality time. 

                My family arrived already, they have things for me from their trip, I got new clothes and shoes, my brother gave me a book “The alchemist”. I've heard of this book before, I like one of the quotes “It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” You know what keeps me going oppa? My dreams? That one day, I'd be able to make my parents proud.  That, I'd be their Seo Joohyun, not just the maknea. That one day, I won't have to step into the shadows of unnie. I'd be as equally appreciated. Thank you for saying that i have passion, for once, someone recognize that I might really be good at something not just because I'm ask