return trip from Korea

#secschool #mum I travelled alone to Korea for sightseeing, today was the day I would take the plane to return to HK.

I needed to apply for a “visa” for passing the customs at Korea’s side People told me I needed to use a wechat 小程序 to fill in my personal details, then go to another location for the next step I was confused because I don’t know what’s the name of the 小程序 they were using, and where/ what for next step

Originally planned to do this visa application the day before I leave, but because I didn’t figure it out in the hotel, I was doing it on the metro on the way to the airport

I was kind of lost so I asked a family who’s speaking cantonese on the metro to help

The father was nice and explained to me. The young boy and his mom looked okay too.

During our conversation a 師奶 walked into us, wanting to interrupt our conversation, I just nodded my head while the father continued to talk to me and our convo didn’t stop. Later I saw the woman’s face. It was one of the parents in our dizi class irl, and she’s the kinda annoying and self-centered one who’s into veganism and buddhism _{(oh I remembered my mum telling me they organised a dinner the year when I graduated in order to ask what degree I got into (I was the youngest in the class) and then after my mum answered the group, some congratulated, some were confused they didn’t know what the abbreviation stand for, after my mum explained, the rest of the confused people congratulated too, just except her! She’s making a 🤨 face according to my mum)}

Anyways yeah so I thanked the father

Later I went to a floor in a big station There was a station for making visa (probably) on this floor I wasn’t sure, so I walked around and sit in one of the benches

I met Valerie (f2 neighbour) She brought me to lunch at the canteen downstairs together while I was solving this visa application issue on my phone

There were different restaurants in the canteen- some healthy 米線; KFC; snacks etc We opted for snacks

… forgot what happens next

But I remembered I was lying in my bed again, door slightly open, corridor was dark but eerily my mum’s face appeared within the darkness, looking straight at me. I growled angrily in the dream because she’s doing this creepy shit again

Later I went to jot down my dream. (When I woke up I found that this didn’t happen irl and now I have to write again)

_{But I’m actually confused if the mum’s face is part of the dream or not, because when I really woke up, actually I woke up to my mum entering my room, so I growled again, but she won’t leave, she’s like a robot asking me if I need to turn on aircon, to which I angrily decline, and her hands continue reaching for the button and I growled and bruh she ask me if I want to open the windows I refused again and she continued to walk to my window bruh she’s not listening. Anyways finally after growling and screaming in frustration she left without altering my room. Terrible thing to wake up to. (I mean the fact that I have to scream. Not her.) Seems “going crazy” doesn’t affect her anymore. And she also won’t listen if I am being “normal and reasonable and speak in a normal tone”. She listens to nothing except herself. She lives in her own world.}

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