40 mins to go to school.
I spend 80 mins per day in the train.
It’s not too long but not short neither. Normally, I sleep or do my homework in the morning and I lose my mind on the mountain on the way back home.
But I sometimes read books, no, I try to read them…Because,
It’s hard to find Korean books here so I order them on the internet once a year from Korea. Then, it cost 3 times more than normal book price cus of delivery fee. From time to time, it’s broken and has got dirt on it but it’s still so precious to me. I try to read them with good care and slowly but as you know, it’s sometimes too hard to close the book before it finishes. If I read them too fast, I feel so sad. I spend 3 times higher price and wait for 2-3 weeks to get them but it sometimes takes only a day to read them. So I try to find another way to read the Korean books and the solution was e-book. And I could have found more books than I expected. It’s quite painful to read a book on the monitor so I put them in the KiKi’s Nintento DS. Well, I miss the smell of paper and watching that the rest of book but I still can see the number of rest lines. So it’s tolerable.
And now I collected about 20800 books.
Even though I read one book per day, it will take 57 years. Hum…So I try to read them as much as I can to finish them before I die :P
I wrote here some of them which I read recently.
Richard Wright – Black Boy
It’s about the early African immigrants in the United States. He wrote this based on his youth, so I could feel his warm receptivity and scary environment at that epoch from vivid description. It’s not deep in the past story, but the people was so different, they thought so differently.
Passing time, Changing the world….So strange.
When he wrote this, who could ever imagine that one of them would be a president of United State?
When I read this I felt so depressed because I was echoed by them who even couldn’t breath comfortably as a human.
Frankly, I’m not really interested in the racism or whatever but I couldn’t hide that I felt some kind of gladness from the winning of the Barack Obama after this book.
By the way, shouldn’t we examine ourselves for our attitude to foreign workers in Korea? We cannot say that we are so kind to them, can we?
Sphinx – Robin Cook
Ah, it’s another book I read so so fast.
Actually, I’m his fan since I was middle school student so I read most of his novels but it’s a mystery that I didn’t read this one until now. Anyway, it confirmed that it’s another his great work. By the way, the surprise is this book has written before all his medical novels. I guess that’s kind of obvious that he has good medical knowledge because he is a doctor but how come he has good background of the Egypt culture, too? Ah…the clever one always has all. -_-;
When I read this, I could feel that he has studied a lot of Egypt and he talented for rich sentences. He is always quite good at the description of human feeling and developing the interesting stories.
It’s quite like a Hollywood block buster film, but the story is not that light. Well, it spoke about the treasure black market which I’m not interested in again, but it reminds me that I dreamed about to be a archaeologist when I was young. I like ancient civilization. I just like them so much since I was real young. Egypt, Greece, Maya and Africa. I dreamed to see the stone henge in England (and I did! :D)and I always loved to go to see a Goindol in Korea.
Maybe I was a real American indian as my mom said when I was very young. Will I be able to find where I lived in my previous life? hum…==;
I guess so I could agree more with this book because the image of Egypt which I saw during my honeymoon was over raped on this book.
By the way…this story….was possible because the main character was a beautiful woman. Otherwise she must got killed from the beginning…ah..hum…I see…I’m going to swimming pool now. -_-;
The sweet my city – Jung Yi Hyun
I read this one with a real book. I mean, I could read with the good smell of paper. My friend lent me this one.
I liked much the illustration but I didn’t like the title so I kept it for long time in the book shelf.
Last time, I said I read The 1st Shop Coffee Prince and My name is Samsoon Kim easily and she thought I like this kind of novels. Well, actually…that’s really not my cup of tea -_-; I just found them on the net and I didn’t have much books to read so I did. It was cute but I felt a bit sad spend my time as reading romantic comedy books. (I’m slow reader, I take about 5-6 hours to finish a book!) I prefer to see them as a movie for 2 hours from time to time, not too often.
Oh, it doesn’t mean that I ignore the romantic comedy books. I agree with that they also describe part of human life and have some kind of philosophy etc. But I just wanna say that is not my preference.
Well, this book wasn’t real romance book though. More like, a girl with my age ( Do you not agree with the word ‘a girl’? Yes, I understand that. I felt also wired when I heard that my mother’s friends called her ‘hey, girl’ when I was young.) is wandering on the edge of her life. Like I do endlessly…
Everybody envy to be like ‘the others’. But they see only the others’ shiny side and turn their face away from the difficult side. But look carefully, ‘the others’ are also living like a house missing a column. They are shaking too, they keep fixing too like we do. Just nobody know that the others are holding their house with a plastic column.
I could agree with that point of view of this book but I couldn’t get into it completely. I didn’t like the way the girls think in this book. Like people called, it’s about brain missing girls. They care of title of job, clothes and want to get marry with a guy who has a good condition. (By the way, it reminds me Sex and the City the movie. So creepy, stupid movie…–;)
It’s hard to understand for me the people who live to show to the others. Wanting just big house, car, expensive clothes and thinking the one who has money=cool guy.
What’s the matter with them to be happy in their life? I like the job which make me fun and I like the clothes which I feel pretty in it. The maker tag doesn’t make look prettier people the huge house doesn’t grantee the comfort.
Isn’t it my parents generation’s (after war generation) thought, no?
For this question, my friend answered me,
Isn’t it like all girls from Seoul now?
Huk..It gave me a shock. What the…That’s huge insult for my plain folks, friends who lives in Seoul and work hard with dream and love so endearingly. Maybe there are many people like this these days but ‘all’ is very dangerous adjective.
By the way, it’s not time to worry about the others’ life. I have to run to fix my plastic column. -_-; It’s too shaking these days.