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 Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 6:15 pm
uncert+intro~
나는 항상 그대를 생각합니다.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 6:18 pm
hae-min data~
Name Mhin Hae-min
Birthday 27 April
Age 23
Height 153cm (~5'1")
Build Petite and rather boyish. Everything about her seems thin or undersized, even if it isn't.
Ethnicity Korean
Eye Color Stormy bluish-gray
Hair Color Sleek and shiny blue-black
Hair Style There are shorter strands that fall just below her eyes and could be called bangs. She tends to wear her hair loose or in a ponytail at the base of her skull.
Jewelry Earrings, of course: black crosses on silver chains. A ring, usually on her left index finger, silver with tiny diamonds inset; another on the ring finger of her right hand, lacey black seed beads.
Piercings One hole in the lobe of each ear. Her mother insisted on her having it done when she was about two months old.
Status Single
Orientation Heterosexual
Type Someone who isn't cruel about being bossy.
Notes Hae-min is polite and cheerful, but rather stubborn. She's the sort who always gets her work done before she does something enjoyable, but it should be said that when she plays she plays. Because of her rather sheltered upbringing, she enjoys the finer things of life and doesn't really have to work for them, so she can act rather spoiled. She's definitely got a mind of her own but Hae-min is used to following the lead of others in most of her major life choices. She adapted to it remarkably well and would be hard-pressed to take the lead in many changes now.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 6:21 pm
zige h'ohgosh
Name Zige, or M
Birthday 9 Sept 1991
Age 16 3nodding
Occupation High school student, part-time web designer, part-time private chef
Studying Art because it's SUMMER
Time Spent on Gaia Approximately 12 hours. : D
Time Zone: Eastern Standard Time (-5 GMT)
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 6:23 pm
host wishlist and giftsdivided into ooc and ic, because what I want and what Hae-min wants are two very different things.
ic
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Host Wishlist:
She's not sure yet.
Gifts Given:
Hasn't given things yet.
Gifts Recieved:
Hasn't recieved anything yet.
ooc
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Host Wishlist:
EVERYONE. heart
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:24 pm
korean language noteHae-min's English is very poor. XD; Although she is fluent in Japanese, Mandarin, and French, she will mostly revert to highly formal Korean when she can't express herself through English, or when she is feeling high emotion, or when she just plain feels like it. So here's what she's saying:
abeoji father
eomeoni mother
oppa girl's older brother
eonni girl's older sister
dongsaeng younger sibling
bomsopong gaja let's have a picnic
gaja picnic
ipa time of summer
jangmi rose
ipchun time of spring
kaneisyeon carnation
yeonkkot lotus
salgukkot apricot blossom
nancho orchid
japcho weeds
sagwa apple
aengdu cherry
matseon marriage meeting, as in arranging a marriage
jagi/yeobo honey, sweety, endearment
Annyonghi kyeshipshiyo. Good-bye (to one who is staying)
Annyonghi jumushipsiyo. Good night
Mianhamnida. I am sorry/Forgive me
Joesonghamnida. I am very sorry/Forgive me, please
Changpihaeyo. I am ashamed
Danghwangseureowoyo. I am confused
Eoryeowoyo. It's difficult
Meositsseoyo. That's stylish
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:32 pm
21 april
It's almost ipa. I am so eager to see the lilies and the orchids bloom this year. I am planting new roses soon because Tae-yul has sent me many new breeds and I wish to see the new colors.
I am making good progress on my English also. If I am promising to write in English only, Abeoji will not read this book. I have promised to write English only. I am also promising to visit this place outside of Korea to encourage my English. Abeoji say, he hire servant to take care of garden here in Seoul. He say, plenty of flower take care of in new place.
I want to say to Tae-yul, my dongsaeng... I know not how to say in English. Bomsopung gaja, I want to say. It is almost ipa. Soon it will be too hot to go for gaja in the park. And the jjillekkot, wild roses, they are so pretty. I know not stronger words. Eomeoni say, my English very weak. Oppa Gin-Hul agree.
I am full of hope that new place help my English very much.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 10:04 am
3 May
The rest my clothes come today. Tae-yul send sent American clothes too, in separate box. They very exposing. One end at middle of thigh!! It maybe shirt? I hope! I am not thinking I'll wear them. Still, I write letter of thank you to Tae-yul, he very precious dongsaeng.
Servants- I suppose "my servants" now since with clothes came deed of ownership of American house- very kind, they do not comment on bad English. I still very sorry!!!
Ah, I just nervous. Hardly ever I go outside family house in Seoul, now I all alone? Expected to go out alone? Is any wonder I not paralyzed with fear, I am think.
Gardens here such mess! No organization! All it have to come up! Even perennials! Roots to entangled to save them. Ah! What abeoji doing with staff here, not have capable gardener?! I so angry! Such potential! Such possible lovely! And it wasted on mundane! Daisies?! I spit on daisies! Garden this design need water, stone, natural look! Ivy, water lily! AH! SO MANY JAPCHO. And ipa so close! I not be able save garden...
But try anyway! This my garden... I not allow any excuse for mess! I go out there now if not for need write in journal!
So angry. Changpihaeyo... it am unfeminine be so angry. Ah, abeoji just too concerned with big family matter. American garden not mean much in grand scheme.
Joesonghamnida. I not mean rant. Actually do mean rant. But it impolite say so.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 1:33 pm
5 May
Ah! Stupid dongsaeng, I like to... to... He should call before coming visit, I out in garden and he! THE NERVE OF HIM!
He come visit like I say, and I out working in garden. So he pull me out of garden and lecture, lecture which I transcribe here as I remember (I hate hate hate! He such good grammar!!):
"Hae-min, I realize you are my elder sister so I have no right to act like I'm older than you, but facts are that you should not be doing this. This is why we have servants. It's all well and good to plan the garden but to do the menial labor is very degrading and not fitting to a girl of the Mhin family."
Then he notice I p***k myself on weed (not my fault, it hiding in plant I not uproot yet) and he just be a- a- jerk. He such a brat!
That not worst part. Worst part, he make me go shopping. For American outfit! He say that since I obviously not like what he and Iseul pick out, I pick out myself. And then he not let me pick! Little brat! He say that if I not start adapt to America, he tell abeoji and get me in trouble. I ask how he going to know and he look at servants!
One who tell abeoji I wear hanbok instead of American clothes not have JOB.
I so happy Tae-yul go away. He not even realize gentle hint to go away more demand than hint!
HE MAKE ME SO ANGRY. Then he "suggest" (he 'air quote', not mine) I go "meet and greet" Americans. In American clothes. I say, go drown self in bathtub. He grin and laugh at me! Stupid arrogant male!
...Tomorrow I go to "flea market". Garden very bland, need more plants and better statue. Actually I going appease Tae-yul. (But how he know, since he gone?...)
EORYEOWOYO.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 10:41 pm
6 may
{reaction to "A Different Kind of Market" with Nik}
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 10:44 pm
8 may
Soooooooooooo
Tae-yul is dead. I gut him myself. Today he leave me out on bench in middle of city. What if I get hurt? What if I get lost and not able to find phone?
Lucky this not happen. Good man, Brad, he find me. We talk, and we stop to get new clothes- clothes I find instead of hanbok truly horrid. But he so tall! I feel like child stand next to Brad. Hehe, but that my fault for being short.
So he walk with me for while, until we get back to Searan. Then I borrow phone and call to come home.
...I skip part.
He seem very interested in garden. When this one fixed up, I show him... Maybe he like it? It seem like he very stress, I feel tense in arm. Poor Brad. I go visit him sometime, maybe. Make sure he okay. After all, it not very grateful to let kind one suffer. Mmmm.
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 11:13 pm
11 may
Today I will make an attempt to use all my grammar, even though it is awkward and even just thinking this out hurts my head. I want this to be legible. I hope it is legible. My handwriting is horrible.
Today Uncle Dong-ji has been dead for six year. I remember today because it rained on that day, very hard rain like fists on the ceiling. I try to tell myself that he deserved it. What he was trying to do was horrible. But I still feel guilty. I spent this morning washed blood no one could see from my hands. It is strange... that I regret it. He try to hurt Tae-yul. My brother only fifteen...
I not remember the blood the best. It is sound of screaming. First Tae-yul scream, and I come running from garden because I think something fall on him. But it not a thing that fall on him. It is Dong-ji. And he was not trying to get off.
...He say English words that I only begin understand now. He call Tae-yul slut, and tease, and... I not even write it here. I not know meaning, but fact that I can not find the meaning means it must be horrid meaning.
Tae-yul is not a tease. He sometimes is thoughtless. But he not tease. He is a good boy!
...So I shot Dong-ji, throw gun to floor, run to Tae-yul... Push him off brother. He is screaming now but I not caring. Little brother was crying, and he came first. Tae-yul always come first.
I not really remember after that. I know Tae-yul bite me. I know that because I have scar. I remember bruises in shape of Tae-yul hands... This memory is a memory of sound. Screaming and Tae-yul crying. And two feel: cold metal in hands, clothes sticking to self. That was because the blood. I never think people bleed so much.
I am ashamed. I am confused. I do not know why I am not in jail now for shot Dong-ji. It is difficult to explain... why I am not sorry. I do not regret shooting him. I would do again. I could do again. I not want to do again. But for Tae-yul, I do what necessary.
So that is why I keep handgun with me, as often as I can. I not know why Dong-ji try to do that to my brother. But it never will happen again. Not to my brother. Not to any brother. This most solemn promise from older sister.
{the rest of this page is torn away}
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 11:18 am
12 may
{Reaction to "Night on the Tiles." with Niff, JJ, Brad, Remi, Tai, Kenta, Gunnar, Reiner, Luce}
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 11:19 am
13 may
Today I went dancing lesson with Remi. It very tiring, but very worth it. I am full of hope Brad and Remi like each other. I very much like both them.
heart
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 11:22 am
14 may
{Reaction to "Ah...Shoot." with Aria}
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2008 11:31 am
20 may
I get a computer which will hopefully help my grammar.
It looks better already!
It sounds strange when I saw I never actually owned a computer before. I not really need one, I think. It seem like a necessity in America, though. So I get one. Not really sure what to do with it... I wrote lot faster...
I will learn though. I am good learner.
I am almost done with the garden. It has proper path now, and I finished putting in the pond. (So lucky we got a permit for that.) Small, but good, and the water looks clean. I seed it with water lilies. Hopefully they grow well.
Today I feel sad. I do not know why. Everything is going wonderful. I have friends, American friends. Of course I have friends before, but not friends I make myself. I should be happy.
But I'm not
Ah. It is just lonely here. I used to big house full of family, and now I all alone. It is only natural to be sad.
Tae-yul sent me picture of self, from when I was angry. I do not even know where he would have found it...
I thankful all the same. I look though window... and can see my flowers.
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