A New Resolve

First of all, I’m an ass.
Just wanted to get that one out of the way.
My upkeep with my writing has been, as of late, disgustingly absent and guiltily back-burner-ed. Life has been getting in the way, so what else is new. It’s all suffering, my journal, my blog, even the articles I’ve been writing for the Korean Herald have not been given the attention I wish to devote to them. Writing in Korea has been something that has greatly contributed to me not losing my fucking patience/mind/will to live (at times). Therefore.
I am making a five-month-into-the-new-year resolution: I will henceforth be giving the aforementioned prose a little more tender loving care, with the idea being to allow myself a little more “me” time, something I’ve also been lacking as of late.
And speaking of late….since when did it get to be May?




Spring is in full swing here in Korea and with reports of my hometown being swathed in snow, I am welcoming this season with open arms. Spring is by far my favorite season, for so many reasons, not the least of which is the fact that spring is always a new beginning. No matter how long, how cold the winter has been, no matter how bleak things seemed for a time, no matter how seemingly dead those trees looked, those flowers seemed, no matter how grey that sky may have indeed been, it will all be washed away, melted, thawed, refreshed, renewed.
That dear friend, to me, is nothing short of a miracle.
Are you gagging yet? ☺

Secondly, my parents have somehow made their way over to my side of the world for a few days. Talk about worlds colliding. But it’s been good, crazy good, and I will update further once I have a little more of that “me” time I’ve mentioned. Soon.

Lastly; Things I plan on having/doing/being around/being in the next little while:

Red wine
Black sparkly dresses
High heels
Dancing
Writing
All of the above
Laughing
Chocolate
Cool people
Happy people
Black tea lattes
Big, grey comfy sweatshirts
False eyelashes
All of the above
Speaking Korean
Smelling flowers
Sitting in the sun
Orange cinnamon room spray
Skype
Jambon
My boyfriend
All of the above

Comments

Daisy DeVille said…
The dancing and false eyelashes made my heart jump... Miss you terribly. Am so glad (and partly jealous although partly not really) that you've had this experience, and are still experiencing it to the fullest. Also glad that some recent postings are lighter of heart, it's good to know you're happy.

xo
May 2, 2008 at 9:51 AM
THE EAST said…
Hi

I am a publisher of THE EAST; the only English newspaper, which is mainly focused on the East Asian information (at the beginning of every month, more than 12,000 free copies are distributed throughout the London area, particularly, where East Asian Networks are established).

I looked at your blog the other day and have been wondering if there would be any chance that we could publish some of your interesting articles on the paper.
We think some of your blog articles should be very helpful to the Westners who are interested in Asian Culture.
The East cannot afford to pay for your articles right now (as we are non-profitable organisation). However, if you wish, we can still offer you:
1. Advertising space
2. Link to THE EAST web site blog section

We look forward to hearing from you shortly.

Many thanks and kind regards,

Hyung Wook Lee
Publisher
MBA(Edin)

THE EAST, The East Asian Monthly Business Newspaper,
Elephant Consulting Limited, 37 Charter Court, Linden Grove,
New Malden, Surrey, KT3 3BN, UK
Tel : + 44 (0) 7912 608 321 / Web site: www.theeast.org / E mail : publisher@theeast.org
Registered in England & Wales, Company No. 6254454
May 8, 2008 at 8:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Hey Girl - what's this 'two worlds colliding' - huh??!!

mom
May 14, 2008 at 11:05 PM
Unknown said…
very interesting blog indeed, love all the pictures :)
May 17, 2008 at 6:25 AM
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