Occasion : Extreme Laziness Party
Date : April 7th - Random day. I couldn't be bothered to decide special day.
Time : Five A.M. - You are aware of this party is for people who has extreme laziness. Food will be served at 14 P.M. Can't be bothered to cook something so it is order food.
Place : the living room. A/C, TV, computer, nintendo DS and even nintendo Wii are prepared and even some magic words, actually works, are prepared.
Bring : Bring your mind and body. You can't say that your mind is with us. Bring your body. Also, sometimes there is person who is out of mind. Bring your mind, too. Not part of it. All of it.
Wear : Human clothes. You can't say you are wearing invisable clothes. I know you are just lazy.
Rain Date : tomorrow
Wednesday 14 January 2009
Wednesday 17 December 2008
Short story : the good neighbor John
“The government is still looking for the suspect of serial killer, John Smith. He is under suspicion for having killed more than 26 people. He is about 5 feet 10 inches and he has brown hair and brown eyes. The government has set a reword for his capture for…”
The TV is suddenly turned off. The man who reflects in the TV screen, with has brown hair and brown eyes, quietly giggles.
The man comes out of his house with a big black plastic bag and goes to a garbage can.
“Hey, John! How are you?”
He is one of his neighbors, who smiles at him as he approaches.
“Well, I am fine. Mac, have you seen the news about the government still looking for that serial killer?”
“Of course! I am just so shocked. You know, he killed more than 26 people and he is targeting everyone! That weird serial killer could kill you or me. Isn’t that scary? Also, my precious children! And my wife.”
“…I know. I feel the same thing. The police will get the man soon. Well, I gotta’ go. Bye, Mac.”
John turns back and heads towards his house. His weird smile appears again. His smile was only on his mouth, but his eyes are not smiling. His eyes glitter like a hunter looking for his next target.
Mac comes back from his work earlier than usual. He brings presents for his youngest child’s 3rd birthday. He is humming and imagining the happy face of the child. He doesn’t ring the door bell but just opens the door to surprise the rest of the family. No one is there. Only silence fills the empty space of the house.
“Hi, sweeties! I am home!”
No answer. Nothing comes back to him. He puts the presents down on the floor and looks around the house. He is able to hear the quiet giggling. It is from the bedroom of the children. He smiles as he knows the children are trying to scare him out shouts loudly.
“Daddy is home! Is anybody here?”
The giggling becomes louder and there is a small sound of moving. Mac thinks that his children will come out soon and he decides to go in to the room before they come out.
“I got..!!!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
The room he knows is painted in blue and there are lots of toys and small beds for the children. The walls are now dark red and smell like steel. The toys have lost their colors and are covered in dark red. Rather than his children, he sees his good neighbor John.
“Welcome back, Mac. How was work? Was it hard?”
John is smiling as normal as he grasps a knife on his hands. His clothes are red like the walls.
“…Jo..Jo….John. What..what are you doing in here? Why is the room so red? Where are my children?”
“Well, I was just playing your children! They are in front of you! Also, your wife, Cindy is here, too. Mac, they are really in front of you. Look at them. They are so lovely, aren’t they?”
Mac slowly looks down. Down at his feet, there are three heads and various body parts.
“…”
“Mac, they are so sweet, aren’t they? I heard that it’s your youngest’s birthday today, so I cut him into 16 pieces. Usually, I make 6 pieces like your wife and other children but today is such a special day for him. It was really hard to get it done before you arrived. They are prettier than before, right? Do you like it?”
John is smiling. Also, he is making the same strange giggling sound. It becomes louder and louder and fills the house that are used to be filled with the bright laughter of the family.
“This afternoon local police caught John Smith, suspected serial killer. He was arrested, just after he killed his 30th victim, Mac Chase, and his family. Another neighbor heard the screaming and called the police. We were able to interview another neighbor.”
“I am really shocked to learn that John is the serial killer. He was one of the sweetest men I have ever met. He was a good neighbor to everyone in the town. Mac was one of his best friends. But all that was fakes. His smile was not a real smile, but… I don’t know. He just didn’t look like a serial killer.”
In the white room, John is alone. Soon, the door is opened and the detectives come in.
“You are serial killer John Smith. Is that right?”
“Yes, detective”
“Do you know your rights? You have the right to remain silent and…”
“Detective, I know my rights and I know I don’t need them. Well, do you want my admission that I killed 30 innocent people? If you need it, I will tell you. I killed them. Actually, I killed 38 people but it is not a big deal. The thing is that I killed them!”
“38 people!”
The detective looks at the wall. It is a magic mirror where only people outside can see in. The people outside start to move quickly, calling around, and shouting.
“Why did you kill them, John?”
“It was fun! You will never understand the great of pleasure that I feel while killing people. The soft feeling of the skin when I stab them and the beautiful, orchestra-like sounds of the people’s screaming; those are things that you will never understand in life, detective. Oh! Also their scared faces! Those are just awesome!”
His eyes start to glitter like a wild animal that is no longer hungry and finally feels satiated.
“I think you should try it, detective. I can feel that you are one of us. The first killing will be hard for you. It was hard for me, too. I lost 7kg after the first killing. The second and the third were hard, too but not as much as the first and I became better and better. You should try it, detective.”
“Is that your son, ma’am?”
“He is mine… Can I go in and talk to him?”
“…just a minute.”
Another detective starts to call someone and he hangs up the phone.
“Yes, but don’t make him mad. You should understand your son is the serial killer.”
“I know… can I go in?”
“Yes”
The door to the white room is opened. John’s eyes become bigger when he sees his mother, Monica. For a second, he is a panic but soon he smiles at her and talks to her tenderly.
“Hello mother.”
“John. I didn’t know that you had changed like this… I wish I had known earlier.”
He smiles at her again. He ignores the words of hid mother and talks again.
“Good to see you again, mother. I didn’t know that you were coming. Well, come close and hug me.”
Monica’s eyes fill with surprise but she doesn’t refuse his request. She walks to him slowly and hugs him.
“Mother, I missed you.”
John murmured at Monica’s neck. Monica tries to answer.
“I…Kyaaaaaaaaaa!”
John tears off part of her neck with his teeth. She is bleeding badly. Her blood is flying around the white room and soon, the room fills with red blood. It happens so quietly that the detectives who are watching can’t do anything. John tries to bite her again but he is held by the detectives but he starts to shout and laugh strangely.
“Mom, I don’t need you. Don’t you realize that I have never asked you for a hug? Did you think that I forgot your whispering that made me kill my father?! You whispered that I needed to kill him for you! You told me and taught me how to use a knife to kill people. You are the one who made me like this. Look at me, mom! Look at me, your sweetest son, John!”
His shouting doesn’t stop until Monica is removed by the first aid team. After she is gone, he starts to giggle again.
“What is that funny, John?”
“I didn’t tell her. I didn’t tell her.”
“You didn’t tell what?”
“That I love her and am grateful to her. She taught me how fun it is to kill people! Detective, do you know how sweet human skin is? Monica’s skin was so sweet.”
John starts to talk to himself again. The detective stares at him for a while and goes out the room. A group of police comes into the white room and remove John from the white room to solitary confinement. John hasn’t showed any response. He is shivering, murmuring and giggling.
“The jury believes John Smith is guilty. A final judicial decision has not been made yet. Many people agree with his receiving the death penalty. The next news is…”
“What? You want to make a deal, John?”
“Yeah. That’s right. That’s right, detective. I, I will tell you the location of the rest of , the rest of the vi,vi,vi…”
“Victims, and what do you want?”
“De, death penalty. Cancel it!”
John is afraid and shivering. He looks like he can’t control his actions.
“Ha, John. Are you afraid of death? You are a serial killer. You killed what, 39 people?”
“40.I killed 40. Not 39. I am not afraid of it. Death is the sweetest thing in the world but you know, if I die, I can’t pursue my passion. That is the reason. Tell me it is enough for deal”
John is about to cry and the detective looks at him for a while. A simple answer comes back.
“Deal”
“The judicial decision regarding John Smith has been made. John Smith will receive a life sentence.”
An announcer quietly announces the news.
Everything returns to normal. The citizens no longer suffer from the serial killer and the night light of the city becomes noisy again.
However, the man, John Smith, is different. He is still in solitary and he is still murmuring and giggling.
“Hi, Mac… Boy, don’t cry and don’t call your mom… Mrs. Gilson, I am really sorry for your loss…”
The TV is suddenly turned off. The man who reflects in the TV screen, with has brown hair and brown eyes, quietly giggles.
The man comes out of his house with a big black plastic bag and goes to a garbage can.
“Hey, John! How are you?”
He is one of his neighbors, who smiles at him as he approaches.
“Well, I am fine. Mac, have you seen the news about the government still looking for that serial killer?”
“Of course! I am just so shocked. You know, he killed more than 26 people and he is targeting everyone! That weird serial killer could kill you or me. Isn’t that scary? Also, my precious children! And my wife.”
“…I know. I feel the same thing. The police will get the man soon. Well, I gotta’ go. Bye, Mac.”
John turns back and heads towards his house. His weird smile appears again. His smile was only on his mouth, but his eyes are not smiling. His eyes glitter like a hunter looking for his next target.
Mac comes back from his work earlier than usual. He brings presents for his youngest child’s 3rd birthday. He is humming and imagining the happy face of the child. He doesn’t ring the door bell but just opens the door to surprise the rest of the family. No one is there. Only silence fills the empty space of the house.
“Hi, sweeties! I am home!”
No answer. Nothing comes back to him. He puts the presents down on the floor and looks around the house. He is able to hear the quiet giggling. It is from the bedroom of the children. He smiles as he knows the children are trying to scare him out shouts loudly.
“Daddy is home! Is anybody here?”
The giggling becomes louder and there is a small sound of moving. Mac thinks that his children will come out soon and he decides to go in to the room before they come out.
“I got..!!!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
The room he knows is painted in blue and there are lots of toys and small beds for the children. The walls are now dark red and smell like steel. The toys have lost their colors and are covered in dark red. Rather than his children, he sees his good neighbor John.
“Welcome back, Mac. How was work? Was it hard?”
John is smiling as normal as he grasps a knife on his hands. His clothes are red like the walls.
“…Jo..Jo….John. What..what are you doing in here? Why is the room so red? Where are my children?”
“Well, I was just playing your children! They are in front of you! Also, your wife, Cindy is here, too. Mac, they are really in front of you. Look at them. They are so lovely, aren’t they?”
Mac slowly looks down. Down at his feet, there are three heads and various body parts.
“…”
“Mac, they are so sweet, aren’t they? I heard that it’s your youngest’s birthday today, so I cut him into 16 pieces. Usually, I make 6 pieces like your wife and other children but today is such a special day for him. It was really hard to get it done before you arrived. They are prettier than before, right? Do you like it?”
John is smiling. Also, he is making the same strange giggling sound. It becomes louder and louder and fills the house that are used to be filled with the bright laughter of the family.
“This afternoon local police caught John Smith, suspected serial killer. He was arrested, just after he killed his 30th victim, Mac Chase, and his family. Another neighbor heard the screaming and called the police. We were able to interview another neighbor.”
“I am really shocked to learn that John is the serial killer. He was one of the sweetest men I have ever met. He was a good neighbor to everyone in the town. Mac was one of his best friends. But all that was fakes. His smile was not a real smile, but… I don’t know. He just didn’t look like a serial killer.”
In the white room, John is alone. Soon, the door is opened and the detectives come in.
“You are serial killer John Smith. Is that right?”
“Yes, detective”
“Do you know your rights? You have the right to remain silent and…”
“Detective, I know my rights and I know I don’t need them. Well, do you want my admission that I killed 30 innocent people? If you need it, I will tell you. I killed them. Actually, I killed 38 people but it is not a big deal. The thing is that I killed them!”
“38 people!”
The detective looks at the wall. It is a magic mirror where only people outside can see in. The people outside start to move quickly, calling around, and shouting.
“Why did you kill them, John?”
“It was fun! You will never understand the great of pleasure that I feel while killing people. The soft feeling of the skin when I stab them and the beautiful, orchestra-like sounds of the people’s screaming; those are things that you will never understand in life, detective. Oh! Also their scared faces! Those are just awesome!”
His eyes start to glitter like a wild animal that is no longer hungry and finally feels satiated.
“I think you should try it, detective. I can feel that you are one of us. The first killing will be hard for you. It was hard for me, too. I lost 7kg after the first killing. The second and the third were hard, too but not as much as the first and I became better and better. You should try it, detective.”
“Is that your son, ma’am?”
“He is mine… Can I go in and talk to him?”
“…just a minute.”
Another detective starts to call someone and he hangs up the phone.
“Yes, but don’t make him mad. You should understand your son is the serial killer.”
“I know… can I go in?”
“Yes”
The door to the white room is opened. John’s eyes become bigger when he sees his mother, Monica. For a second, he is a panic but soon he smiles at her and talks to her tenderly.
“Hello mother.”
“John. I didn’t know that you had changed like this… I wish I had known earlier.”
He smiles at her again. He ignores the words of hid mother and talks again.
“Good to see you again, mother. I didn’t know that you were coming. Well, come close and hug me.”
Monica’s eyes fill with surprise but she doesn’t refuse his request. She walks to him slowly and hugs him.
“Mother, I missed you.”
John murmured at Monica’s neck. Monica tries to answer.
“I…Kyaaaaaaaaaa!”
John tears off part of her neck with his teeth. She is bleeding badly. Her blood is flying around the white room and soon, the room fills with red blood. It happens so quietly that the detectives who are watching can’t do anything. John tries to bite her again but he is held by the detectives but he starts to shout and laugh strangely.
“Mom, I don’t need you. Don’t you realize that I have never asked you for a hug? Did you think that I forgot your whispering that made me kill my father?! You whispered that I needed to kill him for you! You told me and taught me how to use a knife to kill people. You are the one who made me like this. Look at me, mom! Look at me, your sweetest son, John!”
His shouting doesn’t stop until Monica is removed by the first aid team. After she is gone, he starts to giggle again.
“What is that funny, John?”
“I didn’t tell her. I didn’t tell her.”
“You didn’t tell what?”
“That I love her and am grateful to her. She taught me how fun it is to kill people! Detective, do you know how sweet human skin is? Monica’s skin was so sweet.”
John starts to talk to himself again. The detective stares at him for a while and goes out the room. A group of police comes into the white room and remove John from the white room to solitary confinement. John hasn’t showed any response. He is shivering, murmuring and giggling.
“The jury believes John Smith is guilty. A final judicial decision has not been made yet. Many people agree with his receiving the death penalty. The next news is…”
“What? You want to make a deal, John?”
“Yeah. That’s right. That’s right, detective. I, I will tell you the location of the rest of , the rest of the vi,vi,vi…”
“Victims, and what do you want?”
“De, death penalty. Cancel it!”
John is afraid and shivering. He looks like he can’t control his actions.
“Ha, John. Are you afraid of death? You are a serial killer. You killed what, 39 people?”
“40.I killed 40. Not 39. I am not afraid of it. Death is the sweetest thing in the world but you know, if I die, I can’t pursue my passion. That is the reason. Tell me it is enough for deal”
John is about to cry and the detective looks at him for a while. A simple answer comes back.
“Deal”
“The judicial decision regarding John Smith has been made. John Smith will receive a life sentence.”
An announcer quietly announces the news.
Everything returns to normal. The citizens no longer suffer from the serial killer and the night light of the city becomes noisy again.
However, the man, John Smith, is different. He is still in solitary and he is still murmuring and giggling.
“Hi, Mac… Boy, don’t cry and don’t call your mom… Mrs. Gilson, I am really sorry for your loss…”
Wednesday 3 December 2008
"TO SOLVE" List
"To solve" list.
1. convince people that strawberry is the best
2. clean my room and keep it clean.
3. reduce time for stupid TV shows
4. stop sining in my mind
5.get some talet to choose a good book
6. don't be so lazy (can be a bit)
7. not mixing words of English, Korean and Japanese.
8. don't be so violence
9.not pretend that i understand eventhough I don't get it.
10. do not make a 'to solve ' list anymore.
1. convince people that strawberry is the best
2. clean my room and keep it clean.
3. reduce time for stupid TV shows
4. stop sining in my mind
5.get some talet to choose a good book
6. don't be so lazy (can be a bit)
7. not mixing words of English, Korean and Japanese.
8. don't be so violence
9.not pretend that i understand eventhough I don't get it.
10. do not make a 'to solve ' list anymore.
My Name
I am Korean and my name follows the typical form of Korean name, which is last name first and 3 letters in Korean. My name is Minji Kim. Kim is my last name and 50% of Korean population is using this last name. It sounds really common last name but our family's blood is related with the ancient King's family. Minji means the meaning of the sky. My name supposed to have a Kyoung in it but I couldn't get it. My sister and my father have Kyoung in their name but I don't ( It is a tradition that is sharing the same Korean letter in the names of family members.). My parents or my relatives didn't name me. My parents asked to the namer to make my name. He or she said Kyong letter will give me a bad luck so my name is decided to be Minji. My name was Min-Kyoung that my parents decided before I was born.
In Korea, Minji is a so common name. If you travel Korea, you will be able to meet a bunch of Minjis. We might not have same Chinese Character for it but the sound is same (Korean is usually based on Chinese Character). My old school class had four Minji and two of them includes me have Kim for last name. It is really hard to clear who is calling or not. Korean school give the number to students according to thier last name and we were always next each other. Those school life gave me a strange habit which I ignore the first call. It put me into a lot of troubles but it was neccesery in my old school because I don't know people are calling my name or not.
In Korea, Minji is a so common name. If you travel Korea, you will be able to meet a bunch of Minjis. We might not have same Chinese Character for it but the sound is same (Korean is usually based on Chinese Character). My old school class had four Minji and two of them includes me have Kim for last name. It is really hard to clear who is calling or not. Korean school give the number to students according to thier last name and we were always next each other. Those school life gave me a strange habit which I ignore the first call. It put me into a lot of troubles but it was neccesery in my old school because I don't know people are calling my name or not.
Wednesday 19 November 2008
50 words story-2
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“I have an idea to cure you!” My mother said. I replied, “ I don’t need it.” She started the plan. I got new uniform and moved to new school. I am a girl but my new school is the boy’s school, which is full of disgusting boys. I afraid.
----------------------------------------------------
I run to the corner. I strongly believe I can escape from him. When I turn the corner, I see the man, postman. He gives me the letter. I look at it and look back to him. He is gone. I open the letter and see his terrible order. “LIVE”
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“I have an idea to cure you!” My mother said. I replied, “ I don’t need it.” She started the plan. I got new uniform and moved to new school. I am a girl but my new school is the boy’s school, which is full of disgusting boys. I afraid.
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I run to the corner. I strongly believe I can escape from him. When I turn the corner, I see the man, postman. He gives me the letter. I look at it and look back to him. He is gone. I open the letter and see his terrible order. “LIVE”
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Wednesday 12 November 2008
50 words story
She is reading a book under the bright sunshine.
I decide to surprise her.
I walk close to her and before I tap her shoulder, I look at the page that she is reading and it says, ‘She is reading a book under the bright sunshine and…’
I can’t move.
I decide to surprise her.
I walk close to her and before I tap her shoulder, I look at the page that she is reading and it says, ‘She is reading a book under the bright sunshine and…’
I can’t move.
thinking percentage in my brain
2% school days
33% Let me SLEEP!
14% delicious food
1% study
10% friendship
6% desperate for holidays
0.1% check my e-mail
0.4% send mails to friends
3.5% make calls to people who I know
13% surfing the internet
7% read books
4% homeworks which due to tomorrow
6% world issues
100% of me!
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