"Who writes a diary?"
"I don't do journals. Do you do journals?"
"Who's going to put his heart in his diary?"
"Is it written in a diary called "the truth?"
In "The Evil is Right," except for hormones, remember?
That is probably the kind of dialogue. Although the conversation was very good.
Apparently pointing to a bald man, no diary.
What's the relationship?
When the subject matter of the film spreads, every one of them
At the student level, teachers or parents used to think about things.
The people who forced them to write the diary, more or less.
I remember myself and the diary.
From the first one, with the red pen, the word "excellent" or "rewriting"
I'll teach you how to get to xx. Write Okay.
A journal video series.
Da Vinci's diary manuscript. It's in the movie.
Full symbolic reference. Our familiar diary.
It's completely symbolic. Whatever the difference.
Type of symbolic content as the earliest " culture "
This is a reference to the journal, and it is not possible to write.
I thought I'd found the symbol to fight back.
The perfect answer in writing.
Before, because both parents worked in printing houses
In particular, one of them is a factory manager.
We always have notebooks.
So, when it's a school assignment to write a diary
Inculcating in the parents' minds through parent conferences.
And the temptation of some essay training materials.
Everything that followed was disastrous to me.
Eat on the mountains, eat on the water, and I am.
It's a diary. So the beginning
I started reading poetry because it was short. But poetry.
I can't. Student life
The cyclical repetition made me very quick.
Lost interest. So I started looking for one.
There is no need to worry about what happens every day.
It also completes the diary program.
If so, it would be more thorough.
So one day, I wrote
"There's nothing to write about today. See you tomorrow."
And when I turned the next day
When I saw myself yesterday and now I saw myself again
It continues without hesitation
"There's nothing to write about today. See you tomorrow."
Then I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.
I'm surprised I can't remember my mother at all.
Look at the reactions of these journals.
Because when I was a kid, my parents' anger and questions were always...
It's the most profound thing in memory. So for a long time
I've been mired in mechanical repetitions.
It's not a good idea to do that.
Building writing skills.
Until one day, when I wrote "Today,"
There was a sudden appearance on the notebook of five or six different sizes.
Orange fluid drops slowly permeating the paper.
Yoon. I feel a slight in the deep of my nose.
It tickled, rubbed unconsciously and saw the hand flowing.
Blood beads, I just reacted, my nose was bleeding.
In '98, the Tigers were all over the place.
At the same time, there are some negative rumors.
The Tigers are vulnerable to some kind of disease.
The symptoms are orange nosebleeds. My nose bleeds.
The day before, my father just bought two boxes of Tigers.
I was just writing a diary that day.
Two packs, it seems obvious.
Then I went to the hospital and I diagnosed the virus with flu and...
After the bleeding of his nasal mucus due to fever
I still believe that this is the pot of the Tigers.
This admission seems to be a watershed.
I haven't touched the rest of them since I got out.
Of course, then the raccoon ate it.
Not at all. I've had so many nosebleeds.
Control through surgery. Since that page
I haven't written a diary after it was bloody.
"There's nothing to write about today. See you tomorrow."
And from that point on, it started to end.
"I'm watching."