Not Enough

Beginning

Most of us want to succeed, to have a good life, to be a better person than you are before and how to deal with everything new in your life, how to deal with all the challenges as a human being while growing up and unfortunately most of us are struggling to accomplish it.

Well, you're lucky enough if you have a big brain.

But for those who aren't lucky enough to have a high IQ, then you need to strive hard to be able to accomplish it and not to disappoint those people who believe in you, who motivate you and who try to understand you, because they are your treasure. If you're wondering who I am, then I'm just a simple student from Harvard University. It's not easy to be in this school, everything is stressing me out especially I'm not born in this country. Originally, I was born and grew-up in South Korea. I'm Jisu Rim, 25 years old and this is my story.

Almost six years ago, I moved here in USA but my family stayed in South Korea to run our business. Our family business is a plastic surgery clinic and to be able to handle our family business in the future, I need more knowledge and proper education with a high standard of learning. That is why my family sent me here in USA. Even though I choose this career, I still struggling with everything, new culture, different kinds of people and different kinds of food, different school environment/USA environment and the language. But the good thing is that, people here in USA are loud and warm people. You can talk with them more easily and it gives me more courage to stay here in USA and not to miss my home country.

I'm an introvert kind of person and it's not my fault why I am like this. I know some of Korean students here too but it's hard to hang out with them sometimes. Most Korean students are also struggling about how to survive the school and they are focusing on their career.

A little bit to know about me is that, I love painting and drawing. I am also a fan of short comics' series and that is why I tried to make my own comics series. I love to bring a small drawing book as well, in case that I get bored and I want to relax and draw. Sometimes I put all the negative thoughts that I have in that drawing book. I have depression and drawing and painting are one of my therapy. All my frustration about myself especially my hardship in surviving school every day. I express them through drawing, that is why, if someone saw and read it, they will automatically know me and will know some of sensitive things and thoughts about me, which is all about negative emotions.

I always keep my drawing book with me because it has a small size that is possible to fit in my bag, anyway. One day I could not find my drawing book and I remembered that I accidentally forgot it in the library. In that time, I did not know that I am already late in my next subject. I'm in a hurry in that time when I forgot to fixed my things properly, I have a small exam in that time, but small exams play a big role in grades as well. I tried to find it in library after the class but my drawing book is not there anymore, I asked the librarian as well but she said she did not see a drawing book on my table. Honestly, I'm so worried that someone will read it or see it. That drawing book is supposed to be a private property, but I don't have a choice but to hope that someone can contact me if ever they found it. I wrote my name, e-mail address, home address and phone number in my drawing book and it's my habit to write my name in every things that I own so I bet I don't need to worry about it so much.

One week past, I still couldn't find it. It's almost eight days past now, I still couldn't find it nor receiving some e-mails or text messages. (Hoping that someone found it). Nine days past, and I get a package from an unknown person. When I opened it, I recognized it immediately.

"IT'S MY DRAWING BOOK!!!!!" I shouted happily.

I try to track who sent this to me but I could not tracked it, it has no name of a sender. While finding some evidence of a sender inside the box, I saw a yellow note. It says.

"Not enough? I don't think so. I think you're enough, stay strong"

After reading that message, I couldn't stop thinking of a sender, I'm so curious if who it was. The fact about me is that, I love to hang out in library almost every day, it has a peaceful atmosphere, quiet that gives me a peace of mind and I can concentrate more in my projects. Around 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon most of the time, I will start to do my entire task and read some medical books or watch a documentary while using a headset inside library before my next subject.

Inside library, I always sit on the chair that is near the window. While sitting and reading in my table, I noticed a note, "To: Jisu Rim, have a good day, stay strong, you can do it today" Again, this familiar handwriting. It has the same handwriting of a sender. I'm getting curious for who he is.

Next day,

"To Jisu, don't give up J you look cute today" and this time, there's a white rose with a letter behind it. White rose means, 'whoever sent this has a good intention' but it creeped me out when he said ''I'm cute'. I think he is a bored pervert. It is obvious that he is a male person, because of his handwriting and the way he acted through notes. I didn't take the note and the flower, instead I wrote at the back of the note.

"To Sender: Please stop, you're wasting your time. Instead of writing some notes for me, why can't you show up?" yes, I am irritated, why can't he show up and try to talk with me face to face? I just don't understand it, and the fact that he is like a stalker. I think it is unfair. He knew me while I don't have any idea about him, I know that he is a student here in this University. Because, no one can enter this campus unless you are working here, you are a parent, a student with Harvard University ID or a person that has some business here.

The next day, no more notes and motivation letter. Within 3 months

My life is in peace again, I'm still curious about the sender's identity because he is the first person who ever did that to me, so it's kind of an unforgettable thing. But then, I don't have time to think about him. I need to focus on my school. It's my last year here this school, one month left and I'll soon go back in my home country. I think I already learned enough with some important things about being a surgeon and it is enough to continue my education in South Korea.

Since I'm bored, I draw again in my drawing book. One week after I finished the sketch. I lost it again. I tried to find it over and over again, but I failed.

After two days. I receive a package with an unknown person. "I bet this is my diary drawing book" And I'm right, when I opened it, it's my diary drawing book. And yes, it's the same person from the last time. And this time, I get a note saying. "See you in Seoul" when I read it, I get goosebumps. I think he is a stalker or whatever. After that, I never received any notes or messages from unknown person. So I didn't take it seriously.

After one month.

It's summer and all the students are free. I travel back home, this time I will going to stay here in Korea for good. After my arrival, I get free, but after two weeks, my parents start to teach me more about surgery and they also let me know and meet some persons that are their business-partners. The best friend of my dad is one of their business partner. So I need to meet him with his son. His son is taking the same education as me and is older than me. When I met them, my only opinion is that my Dad's best friend seems so nice but his son was kind of snob. After they left, I am alone in my Dad's office, and I notice a familiar note in a chair where my Dad's friend son sat. I picked it and tried to read it. It says, "it's good to see you againJ". The next time we meet, we became friends and who knows what's next?