mama mia. today is a day that i fucking hate this country and every person originating from it. fucking hell.
i hate the traffic. i hate the people who stop in the middle of the road to check a text message. i hate how i walk down my street and have to simultaneously dodge little old crippled ladies with canes and big soju delivery trucks that are ready to run me over. i hate how bus drivers suck and are really aggressive and i hate how little old people give you dirty looks if you are sitting down, while they do not bat an eyelash at the koreans who are younger than myself. i hate the smell of kimchi, especially when it is the smell of kimchi eaten two hours ago with samgipsal and it comes out when i am speaking to someone, trying to get them to understand what the fuck im talking about. i hate how every girl in this country wears high heels every bloody day, yet none of them appear to have mastered the art of walking in said shoes. i will trip them. don't piss me off anymore, ladies. you will end up headfirst in the concrete. i hate dirty old men drunk off soju who give me dirty oogling looks as i walk by. christ, i am most likely walking by in sweaty gym clothes and look like complete rubbish. i hate how i walk into my gym's locker room and see fat old ajoumas naked, standing in front of the mirror, drying their hair.
i hate pretending that i care and that i am happy. what was happiness has turned into monotony. i rush about, trying to get everything fit into my days, yet i feel like nothing has actually been accomplished. the copious amounts of trivial errands i seem to run mean nothing, add up to nothing, yet need to be done.
maybe i can buy a really cheap island and live there forever. monkeys could be my friends.
fucking hell. june cannot come quickly enough.
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