I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello.

Trying to make sense of all the hellos and goodbyes in my life.

And I ask you right here please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty. Okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means I survived.

Since May 28th, 2008.

By clicking here,
you can see pictures of me naked.

i am not anti-korea(n), i am anti-rude people, korean or not. it just so happened that the rude people i met today were (surprise!) all korean simply because i am living in korea. that’s all. i would have written the same were i in the UK and had met the same type of people.

anyway i am fine now; i just needed to get it out of my system. writing is cathartic.

i still love korea, and i still love my life.

:)