Went shopping in Myeongdong after dropping Flower Boy off at work, went a little crazy…. I buy most of my cosmetics and skin products (like 90% okay) from Etude House, and some stuff from Holika Holika.
Today I decided to peek into some of the new Korean cosmetics stores that have been popping up in the last few months (Saem, VDL, la la la) and I found a new favorite… and by favorite I mean alongside Etude House: A'pieu (어퓨)
BB cream, gel eyeliner pencil (this is my third one since I bought gel eyeliner geez) lipstick, eye makeup remover stick (literally it’s magical), eyebrow pencil, and face wash from A'pieu. However, I have enough face washes to probably last me until the end of summer so I think I’ll give the facewash to Flower Boy. Hope he likes strawberry and smelling like a girl~ <3
The BB pact with the strawberry on it is from Holika Holika, as well as the black tube, which is just a nude lip concealer/primer. From Etude House, I bought some Lip tint (Kissful Tint Choux), and it literally smells like cupcakes it’s wonderful. I saw that post on tumblr a while back of how to do lip tint that’s so popular among Koreans, and wanted to try. so in my effort to set out finding lip tint and nude concealer, I ended up with all of this. + a bag with the B2ST boys on it. :D
Soooo…! Congratulations to my lovely friend @mybodyinseoul … (Do tumblr peeps know your name?) I tried to log in to tumblr from my iPad. And BAM!!! LIKE I SAID, LIFE GOAL IS CHECKED FOR U. DROP OUT OF UNI AND DIE HAPPY. AHAH. congratulaaaations anyway!!!
P.S. for the uneducated ones, it’s Russian language u see on my screen
Sinchon, on the road where Art Box and Taco Bell are located. It’s a chain, so there are other locations as well. 그리다꿈.
Unfortunately the one I went to was just a storefront, so there weren’t any seats for studying or chilling, but the price and taste can’t be beat!
FB and I went to Namsan and Seoul Tower yesterday to celebrate our 200th day together as a couple~! Exactly 200 days ago was when he asked me officially to be his girlfriend, and we also went to Namsan on that day as well. (For those of you who may be unaware, in Korea couples celebrate days like the 100th, 200th, 500th days as anniversary days as well as annually) Yesterday we bought a lock and wrote the date and our names on it and locked it up on the bridge with the thousands of other rusting locks. The weather was beautiful and everything felt perfect.
Have I written the story of how he asked me out? I have to go check back in my text posts, but I don’t think I have…
When both of these pictures were taken, at least one other random person from nearby took a picture of us with their phone as well… ?
A while ago I would never have thought my last day and night in Korea would be this calm. I packed and cleaned today (and still have a lot left to do even though I have to leave at like 8am in like 7 hours…. haha..) FB came over, and we went to Myeongdong to exchange some of my Korean money back into American dollars, and also visited the store where FB worked (as a fitting model lololol) and visited his coworkers and managers who all know me and greeted them. We had a simple lunch at a new kimbab place that’s on the main shopping road of Myeongdong, but it sucked. It was the kind of kimbab that is only kim and rice and then you just eat it with some side dishes they give you (mushrooms and pickles……do not like). I was sorely disappointed with that and ended up buying myself a corn dog covered in french fries, fyeah.
I mailed a box home at the post office, took a short-ish nap (fb was out like a light in 30 seconds, because he hadn’t gone to sleep until 6am, ~again~), and then for my final dinner in Korea, FB had made a reservation and took me to a Japanese sushi buffet~. I’m not a fan of raw seafood, but there was plenty of other really really tasty things there, and we both had three plates of food plus a plate of dessert, haha. We got a table right next to the huge windows that overlooked the whole area because it’s on the 5th floor of a building. I felt a little bad though to be treated to something so expensive…. I caught a glimpse of the bill: 70,000 won. Oh my goodness.
Finally we, walked over to FB’s parents office, and I said my goodbyes to his mother (she cried a little… T_T). FB and I took a short walk around the neighborhood, and then he drove me home.
I still can’t believe that it’s really happening, that I’m actually leaving Korea and going… home. Here feels like home, how could I possibly go somewhere else?
Me and FB in our couple t’s and converse in Taiwan~. (Yes, I’m aware we actually look awkward this time, it was awkward because of us trying to communicate with the Taiwanese person trying to take a polaroid, who spoke no English or Korean.)
Though when we walked away, the girl said “Annyeonghigaseyo” to fb lolololol.
The meeting. I am so sorry, but this is some serious K-drama shit here.
I woke up early enough to make myself look extra presentable, much more than the unwashed hair and puffy eyes that he saw me with last time. Regardless of how things went, I was going to do it looking good. I was on the subway for 45 minutes, and was there on time, for once, and he was late. When I first saw him, he smiled. “Hey.” He sat down, but I offered the suggestion that we should go to talk somewhere a little more quiet than inside the subway station. So I follow him outside and we sit on a bench a little ways from the station. We talk for a bit, but it’s nothing I haven’t already told him, he asks the same questions, and he got the same answers. Then he starts…. kinda laughing at everything I say, treating every word that came out of my mouth as if it wasn’t legit and a joke. I ask him: “Did you ask me to come here this morning with even the slightest thought that things could work out, or just to make me feel worse, and do it in person?” “Come on. I’ll walk you back to the subway station.”
I could feel my blood begin to boil. “No. You won’t. Don’t.” I get up and begin to make my way to the subway station. He’s following after me. I’m beginning to tear up a little bit. I had told myself that I wouldn’t, but I couldn’t help it. I’m just thinking of how I would go back to Suyu and book a plane flight home, forget about everything. Flower Boy reaches to grab my shoulder so that I’d slow down, but I shrug him off. “No, if we’re not going to be together, don’t even touch me anymore. Please."
Just before I go through the revolving doors of the building that’s connected to the subway station, I remember I was still holding his birthday card in my hand, and I throw it on the ground. He had stopped to pick it up, but I didn’t realize that until later because I didn’t look back. Inside the subway station, I swipe my T-money card, which is in the card pocket of the phone case FB had bought for me, because he has the same one. So I pull that off and toss it on the ground too. FB comes through the subway entrance, swiping his card too. I hear a train coming, so I run down the stairs, tears starting to make their way down my face.
Just as I get to the bottom of the stairs, Flower Boy catches up with me, plants himself in front of me and the train, and holds my shoulders. He pulls me up against him and says, "I didn’t want to show you how hurt I felt as well… I don’t want to lose you."
The train leaves. I’m trying to muffle my crying. He hugs me tighter and I put my arms around him too.
"Promise me that anytime you’re nervous or anxious about anything, you’ll tell me so that I can help you, okay?” And he gave me a kiss on the forehead.
In just over a month it will have been one year since I've known FB.
(and at that time I’ll probably write a similar post to this one, tbh)
In that time he’s gone from “That really hot tall guy who speaks perfect English” as a crush, someone I hooked up with, to a boyfriend, and now, where he feels like another part of me. We’ve been through hell and highwater, both between our relationship and my situation outside of it, and there were times where I wasn’t sure if what I was doing was worth it or if I was making the right decisions. I certainly didn’t pick the most practical options for myself this past summer, but I didn’t give up on someone I felt so strongly about. And as I’m sitting here, writing his Christmas card and wrapping up his gift, I’m tearing up at how far my life has come and how much I’ve learned and grown in the past year after meeting him.