It was such a time to make a lot of friends and talk, and it was also a time to think that it was a time that made me feel that there were only two people in the countryside, but there are a lot of them here in such a slightly new world.
The time I made with friends of the same age and with so many people was a time to think about my time.
At that time, I was living in a camp with my older sister, and I was in elementary school and my older sister was in high school. My childhood was also a time when I got to know and naturally came to know my existence.
That's how I was in my childhood, when I didn't have anything to do with my own wishes. Sometimes I feel like that, sometimes I have that kind of feeling. There were moments when I felt like I was thinking that way only after it became a time to become like that There was also a time that never existed
It was a time when I came to think that I was the one who came to transfer school, and that the time I had to get to know someone was a little lacking in my time.
Still, it was a moment that made me think that I was a little friendly with those close to home.
Maybe it was the time when I was going to a computer academy in elementary school.
It was such a time when the computer academy was located in the city, but the time I went to the academy was such a time when I felt like I was learning something, but there was no time to hold it in my hands. It was also a time that made me think about the academy at times like that.
There were times when I thought that if I had learned something and taught properly at that time, a lot would have changed since that time.
But at that time, no one had time to tell me, and it seemed that the time to just go to the academy was the time to use the hogu that only gave money to the academy. I also have memories of going to the gym my close friend goes to.
There were times when my parents made me do the things I wanted to do a little bit in my childhood. It was a time when I was reminded of a time when I was able to do it.
It is only now that I have the kind of heart that makes me wonder why such a childhood was such a pathetic time.
Even at that time, my parents quarreled and the existence of a patriarchal father is still in my memory as a memory that reminds me of many times that made the family difficult.
So, my time was also a time that made me think that the times I learned in elementary school were just in vain.
As time passed, my mother started a small hole-in-the-wall shop in the neighborhood. I thought it would be a good time to start in Gangneung like this. I spent my childhood thinking that, but it was still the kind of time my mother expected from my sister rather than my time.
It was also a time to think that my time was not the beginning of a time that became a time that my parents gave up on. It was also a time to spend such a time that leads to such a time that I do not know what kind of time it will bring in my future.
From middle school onwards, the word puberty really suits me, and there were times when I thought that those times when I was bullied and bullied as well as those in school days seemed to fit together. There were times when I thought that I was going to get to know each other, but the time I casually hang out with people made me feel like I had the kind of time that led me to think that the time that I was being taken advantage of would continue.
The school days, which led to a time when the time of bullying was more suitable for me, were also times I didn't want to remember.
It was a time when I was in middle school like that when I had no close friends, so it was a time that made me wonder if it was not a time to spend like that without really having friends.
Middle school is a passing time, but it was also time to attend Youngsu Academy.
But when I think of my memories of middle school, I sometimes have meetings, dyed my hair, and remember those times. I wonder why I was so fashionable and had those times back then, sometimes I think like that.
Even when I was in middle school, I ran a hole-in-the-wall store, and I remember those memories of high school students breaking into the hole-in-the-wall store and beating my mother. Wasn't the time when the police came and the investigation was so sloppy were those times that reminded me of the times of hatred from those days? There are memories that make me think that way and sometimes have those thoughts.
A police officer passing by like nothing In those days, my father, who lives in the countryside, and the existence of the head of the family, crawls into a time when there is no time that shines so clearly in my memory. It makes me wonder if it was not a time to embrace the memories that came so close to me for the rest of my life.
At that time, I was young, and now I am discriminating that it is reality. So, my memories are of failure, and I also think of times that started from those memories.
As time passed, we had a meeting in middle school, there was an existence called an older sister in the academy, and there were times when I was able to meet new people at that academy.
I hope that it will be such a time that gets a little better. So, in my 20s, I was discharged from the military and went to various companies. I guess those times when I get a lot of psychological wounds or situations, those times that make my day-to-day torment me like that, continue.
The Hyatt Hotel in Jeju Island and Daemyung Resort in Danyang, Samsung Abradd and Techno Mart Security and the parking lot at the Elju Art Center on the Yeoksam side. Or, there were moments when I didn't even think about what kind of work time I had in my time.
Perhaps even at that time, my time was not mine, but it was a time when I was living a life that was just one-sidedly destroying my time. I came here and worked day by day, but it was a time that was not worthwhile even if I knew something like that. There are times that become those times. It makes me think that every single day of my life is not just a time that is laid out in a circle in the sea without a single wind. There were also moments when
There were times when I went to work day by day thinking that if there were moments that made me laugh a little, my time would change even just a little It would be so good I thought that it would be a good time to hold on and work.
I talked with my family like that, I worked like that, and my time, which was too shabby to hang out with people like that, was such a time that it didn't seem like it was getting better. There were moments where the reality continued.
As time goes by, my wishes are getting more painful than I thought, and the reality is that I can't do anything with my time and my efforts.
At that time, I thought that maybe it was the moment when the time called depression came to me As the days went by, the times I couldn't talk to anyone like that, the times that were growing, the moments that were not.
So little by little, my time came to think that the tedious times in Seoul are becoming such moments.
At that time, my friends who graduated from good colleges and lived well started to shine, and on the other hand, my time was shabby and painful, and I thought that it became the moments that became the times that continued.
Do I have to live like this, or will my time shine through in other places and in other ways? The times that I talked like that continued, the days that I had to spend like that continued. There were also moments when those times that didn't even go away.