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Hey nerd!
Is life weighing heavily on you?
So heavy, that you can’t even walk straight?
Hi.
Did you have dinner?
Tell me the truth.
Huh?
You have something to be sorry about.
That’s why you’ve been avoiding me.
I can’t believe it was you, out of everyone.
How can you do this to me?
You mean…
You know what kind of a sister I am to Chul-Soo, right?
Seung-Hye.
Listen to me.
I didn’t do it on purpose.
You trust me, right?
We’re best friends.
Best friends?
Hey friend, how can you say something so tacky about my glorious past?
What? A gangsta?
Why didn’t you just call me a punk?
Or tell him that I was a wannabe?
I need to be a god to Chul-Soo.
But now, I’ve descended from an absolute authority to a gangsta.
What are you going to do about it?
Seung-Hye!
Do you remember what I hated the most about my ex-husband?
Clinging and rubbing you after he did something wrong.
You’re banished for one week.
Don’t come see me, even if you’re bored to death. Got that?
Seung-Hye, I have a lot of things to tell you.
I want to tell you everything about this bizarre and wrong thing that’s happened.
You’re the only one I can tell…
But what’s this?
I’m sorry, Seung-Hye.
You can’t function as my friend for now.
Hey! Byung-Hee!
Right, one week’s too long.
How about three days?
These are my treat, since your mother’s so into Hepburn.
These are for her.
He’s starting tomorrow?
That means you don’t have to lock the door anymore.
Either way, there’s nothing to steal.
Are you sure you don’t need that surgery?
I’ll need to, eventually.
But not now.
I thought it won’t disappear.
Don’t be a crybaby like your father. Just get your surgery in time.
Don’t call him a crybaby!
That’s just his philosophy.
Yes, a *** philosophy.
But you know what? You don’t need *** for anything!
Yes, you do.
They’re the daily bread for dandelions.
I’m sorry, I’m not a dandelion.
Why not?
You’ve lived like one.
I prefer to be called a cosmos.
Look at yourself in the mirror. You’re not a cosmos.
Hold it right there.
Don’t talk to me that way, I’m a cosmos.
Stop it, you two.
You’re being ridiculous.
Both of you are dandelions.
I’m the cosmos.
Mom, let’s just be dandelions.
Right, cosmoses are too weak.
Don’t make any commitments on my day off next week.
Let’s have dinner with Seung-Hye and Chul-Soo.
We should treat them to dinner, now that he’s finally back.
Call Seung-Hye.
But I have a wedding to attend that day.
I’m free.
What about the week after?
I have a funeral to attend.
Do people give two week’s notice before they die?
I mean, it’s a birthday.
Let’s just do it tomorrow then. You’re free tomorrow, right?
Just do it next week.
You were lying about your commitments, weren’t you?
Because I’m the one who needs to do all the work!
Just get the grocery. I’ll do everything.
Why?
You think it’s weird to have your mother cook?
Yes.
It’s been a long time since Mom did any housework.
She was always out working to support the family since I was born,
but it became official on this day.
Starting from today, I’m not cooking.
To commemorate my 50th birthday, I’m freeing myself from the kitchen.
Twenty-seven years for you, and nineteen years for you.
I’ve been feeding you.
Now you can feed yourself.
I mean, feed me too.
Answer me. Are you guys defying me?
You don’t cook for us, anyways. I’ve been cooking since middle school.
Byung-Hee even made my lunch today.
That’s unofficial.
I’m making it official now. Got that?
I’m up for it.
Byung-Hee cooks better than you do.
Thankfully, I’m a good cook.
I know what to put in the doenjang stew, according to each season.
I can make at least ten different seasoned greens.
I feel so good when I make a good dish with just eye measurements.
It makes me feel like a useful person�