Gratefulness~ pt.4

“Hi, darling. How is it going in there?” mom asks with cheerful voice through the speaker.
I know that she’s tired, very tired, but still she tries to keep her positivity and make others think that she’s fine. My heart twinges everytime I hear her voice. I can’t help blaming myself because of my life decisions.
“Hello! It’s going just fine. I like to be here and I really enjoy this area. How about there?”
“Very well, now that I save the money from the treatment bills. Did you thank that man?” she remembers.
“I did,” I smile by myself. The truth is, I didn’t. But I will still have time to do that. I should do it personally, face to face, but I think it’s better to send a text message this time.
“That’s good… I will put some of the money to your bank account so that if you someday want to go studying…”
“Oh, thanks mom,” I keep smiling. “You could buy something for yourself too.”
“I could?”
“Yeah. Take Karoliina with you and go to a beauty salon or have a girl’s night, now that I can’t. Do it for me!"
Mom laughs happily.
"Oh well. I guess I’m going to go to a spa then.”
It feels like our relationship has only gotten better because of the long distance between us. I seriously feel like missing her now that I’m not living under the same roof 24/7. We used to argue a lot but now I’ve learned to appreciate the conversations we’re having. There’s always something positive in every thing.

Ji Yong has been absent but that’s understandable. After the night, when he and Kiko broke up, I haven’t heard of him. I haven’t even seen him by a glimpse. I have not dared to approach him either, Ji must need some own time and space right now. Time to think and to get over with it. They must have been together many years. I don’t know how long exactly.
During the week, I’ve focused my mind on trainee things and I also finally got the splint taken away what means that I can workout again. Still, I can’t get too sweaty but that’s okay. My face has changed slightly and not as much as I scared it would have. My little bit square-shaped jaw is now smoother and rounder, more beautiful in my opinion. And my nose is petite without looking too Korean. It looks like me. I still recognise myself when I look into the mirror and that’s what’s important. It’s lucky that YG knows someone so skilled and reliable plastic surgeon. Everything is always so high class at YG Entertainment and I’m very thankful and happy about it. I know that I’m in good hands and that’s why I’m also motivated to do my everything and even more for my future career.
And well, of course the trainee party that will be held on Friday motivates me too. The party is organized by the trainees themselves inside the dorm’s cellar and anyone can come. I have spend late nights there with Narelle decorating the venue and in that way taken a part to organizing it. Gyo Mi-Ok is in a group which plans fun things to do for that evening and I don’t even dare to guess what she has come up to.

“Gamsahabnida. Annyeonghi, trainees!” Aimee says and bows as the class ends. We bow at our talented choreographer.
“Ah! Finally,” Mi-Ok smiles at me, wipes sweat with her Hello Kitty towel.
“I thought it would never end.” She’s wearing fun pastel-coloured clothes: shorts, leggings and a baggy t-shirt. And her hair she has tied in a high ponytail. I myself am dressed simply in all black: Adidas capri pants, a sport top and black and white brand new sneakers Taeyang and Daesung brought me from Busan. It’s pretty nice to have rich friends who have a good taste in clothes!
“It’s Friday, Friday!” I keep singing as I jump out of the studio. Fortunately, tomorrow I have a whole, I mean A WHOLE, day off. And that’s very rare. Especially for me because my days are always so full. I must study twice as much as the others due to my short period of trainee time.
Also, tomorrow and on Sunday BIGBANG’s concerts are taking place in SK Olympic Handball Gymnasium and there’s going to be a huge audience, once again. Cecily asked me on Tuesday, when I reported myself, if I would like to go. But I’m not sure yet. It depends on how tired I am, or more like how tired we’ll be.

“See you at the party,” Mi-Ok waves and smiles before leaving the dorm as I get out of the shower. I still have to go and perform to Yang Hyun Suk who’s already waiting for me.
Everytime that I walk inside the Headquarters, I’m always amazed by the architecture and I truly admire the architect who has designed it all. There are some amazing details around the building, for example the glass walls with the pictures of the artists, the records recessed into to separate walls and also the YG’s own office is worth seeing for, with all the dolls he has collected. Everything is so neat and modern, at least compared to what I’ve gotten used to. The lines are straight and angular, surfaces colored black or white. Lots of wood too, and space although there are not that many trainees. First I thought that there would be so many of them but the managers, trainers, YG dancers, producers, assistants, cleaners and cooks and of course the singers and actors fill the empty space. And not anyone can just walk into the building, it’s very strictly controlled. There's only us, running around and minding our own business.

Notes

Finally it's here and I'm here! This was just the beginning but there's lots of things to come and to encounter, not forgetting the plot twists and everything, I promise! ;) And I still have soooo many ideas left...

PS. Have a nice holiday!
PPS. Sorry for Ji Yong-ah's creepy glare on the main page. (At least I'm scared of it haha.)
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Here's the outro teaser for part 3 and...



Teaser for chapter 2