049 "What's the difference?"
Hankyung/Hankyung
pg, 325 words
angsty, ties in with 036
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Dear Journal,
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"
No matter how many times I ask myself this, I can never find an answer. Who is Hangeng? Who is Hankyung? Who am I?
It seems that I lost myself. No matter how matter traditional dances I do for people, it makes me feel different. Since when did I do whatever people told me to?
And when I was on Ya Shim Man Man, I wanted to hurt those people. Making me feel like I couldn't even speak Korean right, when I speak it very well at home.
And where is home? Here? In Korea? With Heechul, Kibum, and Jay? Or in China? With my family?
Who is my family? Super Junior? With Eeteuk hyung as my "mother" and Kangin as my "father?"
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"
The difference is there is none. Everyone looses him or herself, right? I'm not the only one.
Superman was Clark Kent, and Hankyung is Hangeng. That's the way of life, right?
But what am I even saying any more? Am I this pathetic? Was I always this way?
Super Junior China. Sounds good to me. I can speak Chinese, and I can home with my family, and I can be number one. Ha, I feel like laughing now.
Oh yea, before I forget, Shiwon confessed to me the other day. I knew he had feelings for me, but I played it off, saying I hate gay people, when I'm the gayest thing since the orange $10 bill. But I hit him. Why?
"I love you, Hankyung hyung."
Me, he loves me, Hankyung, and not Hangeng. I had to teach him a lesson. Then he went and killed himself. Whatever, as Hankyung, the one he loves, I feel sad, but as Hangeng, the one he forgot, I could care less.
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"
pg, 325 words
angsty, ties in with 036
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Dear Journal,
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"
No matter how many times I ask myself this, I can never find an answer. Who is Hangeng? Who is Hankyung? Who am I?
It seems that I lost myself. No matter how matter traditional dances I do for people, it makes me feel different. Since when did I do whatever people told me to?
And when I was on Ya Shim Man Man, I wanted to hurt those people. Making me feel like I couldn't even speak Korean right, when I speak it very well at home.
And where is home? Here? In Korea? With Heechul, Kibum, and Jay? Or in China? With my family?
Who is my family? Super Junior? With Eeteuk hyung as my "mother" and Kangin as my "father?"
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"
The difference is there is none. Everyone looses him or herself, right? I'm not the only one.
Superman was Clark Kent, and Hankyung is Hangeng. That's the way of life, right?
But what am I even saying any more? Am I this pathetic? Was I always this way?
Super Junior China. Sounds good to me. I can speak Chinese, and I can home with my family, and I can be number one. Ha, I feel like laughing now.
Oh yea, before I forget, Shiwon confessed to me the other day. I knew he had feelings for me, but I played it off, saying I hate gay people, when I'm the gayest thing since the orange $10 bill. But I hit him. Why?
"I love you, Hankyung hyung."
Me, he loves me, Hankyung, and not Hangeng. I had to teach him a lesson. Then he went and killed himself. Whatever, as Hankyung, the one he loves, I feel sad, but as Hangeng, the one he forgot, I could care less.
"What's the DIFFERENCE? What's THE difference? WHAT'S the difference?"