here we go...

I love to write.

I write chats with my friends in the classroom. I doodle with my mind in the last page of my notebook in the classroom. I write small, short notes on facebook. Write my own very, very private diary full of bad secrets. I usually raise my hand if people ask for secretary voluntaries.

Write anything, anywhere, except for papers. Oh no!

I never won any writing contest or what so ever. That is why if you observe my writing, it captures my mind perfectly. Distracted, here and there, decentralized, spontaneous, popping just like that, like a fire cracker

I first had the idea of writing my story when I was doing my masters in Niigata. The beauty of the land motivates you to write a story about it. Everything is special. An isolated place with 4 extreme seasons with international atmosphere makes it so unique.

Before I was accepted to the Masters program, a lady from Italy came to me and read my palm. She said that I will meet my love one soon, and will do a lot of travel. I just thought that is was a common saying to any girl. But accidently her words came true. And this is a piece of my story.