Woody Glasspecker

A lovely black bird in the morning....

Nine years ago, I have a little black bird that accompanies me every morning. I called the bird "Woody", because it reminds me of the character Woody the Woodpecker.

I always come early every morning to work. So I'm the first person to come to my office at the fourth floor. One day, there is a little knocking sound on the glass window of my office. I turn around left and right, but nobody was there. So I walk around to find the culprit and finally find the little black bird. I was a little bit surprised. The bird keep pecking at the glass. So I touch the glass using my forefinger and peck back. The bird stopped for a while, but then it pecked back again. I smile at the bird.

I think the bird just want to say "Hi". Or maybe the bird is practicing how to peck.Ha ha. I'm not Dr. Doolittle who can speaks to animal. So I don't know what the bird's mind. But every day since then, the bird is always peck at my office window. 

Sometimes I peck back, sometimes I just watch it pecking the glass. I'm afraid to open the window because then the bird will fly away.

Day by day I'm getting used to hear the bird's pecking voice. It is like it accompanies me every morning before I do my daily job. There is no one notice the bird except me, because the bird will only be pecking at almost the same time and leaving not long after that.

But one day, the bird didn't come. I wait for the bird for a long time. I really miss the bird. Until now I don't know what happen to the bird. I just hope the bird found a better life beside glasspecking at my office window. I hope the bird have a family. 

Yurina Sydney

Funny Stories involving a bookstore

I have two funny stories involving a bookstore.

The first one is on the way to the bookstore, and the other is inside the bookstore. I am a book addict. Every time I went to the shopping mall, the first thing I searched is the "bookstore". Don't care if the bookstore is on the east side of the shopping mall, and the car parked on the west side. I just have to get there. Once, I found myself in a shopping mall that I've never visited before. I saw the banner in front of the mall that there is indeed one giant bookstore in the mall. But then, I got lost. The mall is really big. And then I searched for a map. I know that the bookstore is on the highest level. So I went there, saw the map of that level. I confess that I don't have great skill on reading maps. All I see is a sign that "You are here", but then there is block number and description of every store. I search through the block number, find the bookstore block number, and then match it from where I am standing. My mind went boom. I have to go left, right, straight, etc. How hard can it be to find one bookstore on one level? Well, after almost fifteen minutes of tiring and frustrating attempt, I give up. I ask the security officer at that level. "Sir, can you pleaseee tell me where the bookstore is?" 
And then the most embarrassing thing happens to me. The security officer pointed about 20 meters to the left where the bookstore stand. Gosh, I really didn't realize that. I search that book store for a long time, and when the bookstore is in front of my eyes, I don't even realize it. 

The second story happens in the bookstore. On one occasion, I took my brother to the bookstore. Actually the one of the reason I took him is so I can buy as many books as I can and have him carry my books. Ha. OK. Here is a fact. Carrying five to ten books up and down the mall is exhausting. Give it about 0.5 kg per book. It is not exactly the same as shopping for clothes. Clothes are more lighter. You can carry it for hours without having a cramp on your hand. 
OK. I will continue my story. So there I was in the bookstore. The fiction section. I feel my brother behind me. I am so hooked on the books that I forgot about my brother for a while. Then about ten or fifteen minutes later, I am done. I instantly grab the hand behind me and said, "Let's go to another section". The hand I grabbed didn't move a muscle.

I turn around and shocked. The hand I grabbed is not my brother but someone else. I am so embarrassed that time. I said "sorry" with my little voice and continue on. My brother saw what I've done and he had a wide grin on his lips. 

Well that is the most two embarrassing thing involving a bookstore.

Yurina Sydney

A Pair of Wings To Fly

I'm not really a big fan on jewelry. But I do love to wear it sometimes. Anyone can wear it, whether you are an artist struggling for success, a painter who paints on the crowded streets or an ordinary woman who works from nine to five in the office.

I have a pair of butterfly earrings. They can make you feel beautiful, confidence, and smart. You will feel like there is a flutter wing of butterfly accompanies you everywhere you go. Just like a friend you need.

Juice vs Beer

About six months ago, I went shopping at a mini market.
There is a guy next to me. We are on the beverage section.
I choose healthy drink, like apple juice, orange juice and strawberry milk. Meanwhile, the guy at my side choose about a dozen beer can.
I laugh at the irony. I never drink beer before. The only think I ever drink is soju (korean rice beer).
But it tastes so bad, I don't want to drink it ever again.
I also didn't like coffee. I know a lot of people like coffee, but I don't like the smell. 

If there's an amount of how much I drink coffee for my entire life. My answer will definitely NO MORE than a cup. Without coffee, I still can awake almost 48 hours straight. I'm a little bit insomniac. I am a light sleeper. I woke up at a smallest sound and hardly to get any sleep again.

I can't sleep in different environment. Sometimes, I fell jealous at someone who can easily sleep anywhere and anytime they want. Well I just have to live my life being a "light sleeper".

Yurina Sydney

Eau de toilette

A couple of months ago, my boss gave me an expensive perfume.
I rarely use perfume, almost never, except if there is a party invitation.
I don't like a fragrance smell on my body, even if it's sweet.
I remembered I spray perfume on my body for the first time and I cough.

So when there is a writing on the perfume "Eau de Toilette" I thought my boss gave me a perfume to use it on the bathroom/toilet room. But it looks very expensive, why should i wasted it on the bathroom?

Then I asked my friend who know more about perfume than I am, and she laughs and said it's not a toilet perfume but it's the name of the perfume concentration.
OMG... I laugh also..I feel like an idiot that time LOL...

According to wikipedia, "Eau de toilette" is a lightly scented perfume used as a skin freshener. It is also reffered to as "aromatic waters" and has a high alcohol content.

Now after I understand the meaning, every time I went to the bathroom and saw a perfumed spray at the ceiling, I remember the word "Eau de toilette"


Yurina Sydney

Under One Umbrella

This story happened on August 28, 2008.

Yesterday it's raining hard. There's a strong wind when I walked home from to the office. My light umbrella was getting upside down in my hand. And then I saw a girl with no umbrella, about 13 years old, a school girl, in front of me that went on the same way. So I asked her to go with me using my umbrella together. 

Even though only for a short time, it feels wonderful. The girl say thanks, and I say you're welcome. I don't believe that my simple act will change the world. But sometimes a big change comes from a simple or small act.

A Different Path

This story happened on August 27, 2008.

I choose a different way to my office today. And then I wonder what if I choose a different way about my life. A teacher told me that life is a matter of choice. I think he is right. You can't turn back time, and choose a different way. Once you choose one path, you have to go through it. The question is, what if you choose the wrong path?
Until now, I'm still not sure about the path I choose, but I just don't want to worry about the other path.
Because what's done is done. But as a human, I can't help myself of wondering "what if" scenario. If there is an angel giving me a second chance in life, will I choose a different path?
I still didn't know the answer yet :)
If I had a chance to reborn into someone else, will I take it? 

Here is what I know for sure. If I had a "Time Machine" and I can go back to the past. What would I do?

There is only one thing I'd have done. Meeting the people. People who had gone from this world. My grandparents. 

Would I choose to change the past? NO. 
Just let the past be the PAST. It's what made me who I am.


Yurina Sydney