It’s 12:10AM. I just got home right now. I washed my face and I felt very tired. I haven’t had the time to read comments from the blog readers today. I worked hard then fully exhausted working. I liked to have a coffee with my colleague but she had to work overtime because she’s under huge jobs. Today everyone in the office was not good because of middle of week, very stressed day.
A Indian colleague came to the office on his business trip. He’s staying in Korea until this Friday. Now we started handling a huge business with LG. We made a shipping procedure and found out a good carrier for the business. I had a meeting with him for an hour in the morning then checked the freight and spaces with the carrier. This business is important both of us, India and Korea. We have to try to provide the sufficient service to our client. Sometimes I’m annoyed at work because the manager is depends on me that he ordered me to check the status of the shipment and find a good carrier to use the shipment and negotiate the rate with carriers. I need to concentrate on it until I succeed to handle shipments. I know it’s my duty. Never mind.
I like to show my dream house today. It’s a traditional Korean house. When I was a child, I grew up at the countryside. I love my hometown and I thank to God for having an enjoyable childhood at there. I liked lying on the floor in the spring and summer. The gentle wind came to my shoulder and the small birds sang softly.
There is a main floored room in the traditional house. It doesn’t have windows and wall, only columns. Look at the photos. I’m sure that the house is very convenience and echo-friendly. I haven’t visited my hometown since I was 18 years old. My family moved to Seoul when I was 7 years old. I didn’t like to go to Seoul but my dad decided to move. I took a train for the first time. I thought it’s amazing. I didn’t have friends when I came to Seoul. I just hang out with my sisters and brother. My elder sister took are of her younger sisters very much because my mum was busy to work. She’s clever and intelligent and my parent’s hope. My mum wanted me to resemble her good characters but I’m not that girl. But I didn’t make problems to bring up by my parents.
Anyway, it’s the adorable memory for me.
Now I have to go bed. It’s too late night.
Have a good day,
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