白日夢與惡夢

It has been 8 years since starting my first job. There are many change happened to me.
Somebody just told me that they feel me changed a lot in occasions like reunites.

Frankly I feel flattered to hear that,at least that means I look different. I like different.
But I am not changed, but there is just another me.

While I was writing something about protest in front of Nation Defense Ministry,
I was wondering why not writing these stories in English Since I keep learning English these years.

After the idea came out, it took me almost an hour to finish that article...
I got to write something in English more often than I did...