I'm so homesick right now, I can seriously cry. My sleeping pattern isn't matching the timezone in the U.S. I sleep at 6~8 am. That's 10pm~12am in Korea/Japan.
I miss Setagaya. I miss being in that cozy room. I miss bothering my boyfriend. I miss cuddling up with him. I miss taking the bus to Shibuya. I miss dressing up nicely. I miss going shopping with my boyfriend. I miss riding his motorcycle. I miss hanging out with poophead. (hahaha) I miss the crowded streets of Harajuku. I miss 400 yen Purikura. I miss UFO catchers. I miss the delicious Takoyaki. I miss going to band practices. I miss cooking food for everyone. I miss eatting ramen at Yokohama. I miss going in to Liz Lisa and telling my boyfriend to STOP LAUGHING. Hahaha. I miss Marukyu. I miss all the memories there.
Most of all, I miss my boyfriend. So much.
I miss Seoul. I miss going to work at 8 am and coming home at 11 pm. I miss Cafe Aroma. I miss N&J. I miss Ozone. I miss the bus stop where everyone would always stare at me questioningly. I miss listening to music in the bus, staring at the window; a 30 minute ride to my work. I miss cheap piercings. I miss cheap everything. I miss shopping at MyungDong. I miss playing at Gangnam. I miss midnight cruising at Dongdaemoon. I miss my diaper buddy 91' bestfriend. I miss the aunt I dearly respect who taught me about life and boys. I miss the people I worked with. I miss bothering the cafe oopa workers. I miss no curfew. I miss everything 24 hours a day. I miss Krispy Kreme Green Tea Latte and Dunkin' Doughnuts Strawberry Banana Freeze. I miss wearing New Balance, because that's whats up in Seoul. I miss all the memories there.
I miss so many things about these 2 places I call my home, My heart aches thinking about it.
But of course, I call this place; California, my real home.