How I have been so far in Melbourne.

Three and half months have already past since I arrived here. Having meant to write this note on the exact day of turning into 3rd months, due to tiredness, only now I am writing this one.

What have I done in this city? There aren't much things that I can proudly say. I'll just trace back what i've done from the start.

On arrival, I opened a bank account from ANZ, registered a coffee school, and made a mobile phone. I was able to feel full proud of myself; I did all those things with no help, and the teller praised my English, which was the most significant factor to make me confident. Unfortunately, from just 2nd day I started to feel discouraged. The emotional gap based on race was much serious than I just had imagined. I had thought it might be no problem when I got to Australia, which was totally misunderstanding. Still I don't know what it is, and can't explain why I have felt like that, but I just say in that way. So I began to get along with Korean guys and girls like many others do. 

Anyway I had to find a place to live and get a job. Consecutive failure in telephoning made me totally unenthusiastic... and finally I chose to live with Korean guys. (BUT I do NEVER regret this decision. I have learnt more important things than improving English by living with my sharemates).

Next step was getting a job.  I had intended to become a barista in Melbourne having heard that there are plenty of cafes in the city. Practicing to making coffee in the coffee school, I tried to get the position, which was surely supposed to be tough. and finallly I gave up...

To be exact, I had one chance to do trial in a cafe just near Flinders station. Paradoxically, that was when I realized that I would not be able to do it. I was too clumsy like a dumb. What I can now know is, however, everybody cannot avoid being like a dumb at first time. I should have tried more sincerely or.. enthusiastically!

Life is full of what we can't expect. Just after I gave up the job, I was offered to be a salesperson. Honestly I felt really happy to do the work that I was going to make money by 'saying' and 'persuading' people to buy the goods. Alas, it turned out to be a bad job! there was no basic salary, and even the products did never sell well. 

I decided to quit the job after six days. They kept saying to me that 'Today is weird even I can't understand, but tomorrow it will be fine'. I couldn't see 'the tomorrow'. On the last day, I saw my supervisor only managed to earn $96 though we worked for the whole day. 

Luckily, within only one week I found other two jobs; a casual staff at Nando's and a cleaning job in a gym. Doing those two jobs, I could poignantly know that both how I can be seriously incompetent in particular area and there is definitely nothing done by itself. When it comes to the first job, for a period of one and half month I did never well in making burgers and wraps fastly, being scolded everyday. It was surely short period, but I seriously could know how significant it is to work in a field where I want to be , and can feel happy to do the position.

Doing second job, gym cleaning, I was able to be aware of the fact that there should be someone to do 'things'. While others spend their relaxed time or enjoy exciting moments, I had to clean the gym. I had to claen dirts from  those who work out to make their body more healty. For their leisure moment, I needed to put my effort for six days a week. It was something I could never feel when I was in Korea. I thought I became like a slave in archaic greek society. As the slaves had to sacrifice their everything to support a lucrative Athens society, I just sacrifice my time to support some others' pastime. I know now I'm exaggerating my experience. It's just because that's what I think the most proper simile, there being no any political or social meaning. Emphasis should be on my understanding of the fact there was nothing done by itself. Furthermore, living without parents, now I know how my mother and father have sacrificed their own life to support me and my sister, and our laziness. When I had to go somewhere in early time, I needed to wake up just 30 mins: wake up, eat what my mother prepared, wash up, and go out. Now I need to wake up at least one hour before departure. I should fix my own meal and, of course, wash the dishes. Sometimes there are laundry works, and naturally they're on me. 

 Now I'm working at two sites as a cleaner. I can't deny that I feel discontent with this way of living. At the same time, however, I can admit I have learnt so many things that I would never know if I stayed just in Korea.

Due to my lack of writing skill, this note is being written different from what I first meant. Things regarding friendship and normal living will be posted later.

There are many subjects I want to describe. Please wish me luck and vitality that I can continue writing these ones.

And I wish all of you luck on everything you guys are doing.        

p.s) When you find improper word usages or grammatical errors, don't mind letting me know. I'd appreciate you :)