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Friday, April 29, 2016

It's alright, time will heal everything.
괜찮아 


+ 5:05 AM


Saturday, April 23, 2016

Characters: Youngni, Yoobin, Jihyun

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Youngni turned to her back as soon as she saw him on the corner of the shop. No way she would see him again, even though it's not a proper one. 

"Aish, where's Jihyun?" She groaned and sighed loudly. She decided to take another round around the shop, incase she can found Jihyun.

Her heartbeat quicken twice than usual once the guy she tried to avoid, was right there again in front of her. Yes. She needs, scratch that, she have to avoid him because if she meet him again, she would fall in love with him all over again and that's not right.

"Youngni, I'm here." Jihyun called her best friend from the front door and Youngni was more than glad once she found her. "Let's go." She mumbled and quickly left the place. 

Youngni kept herself quiet because her heart was still in the state of emergency- she really needs help. They're now inside the main hall of their college and they need to sit in group. "Count from 1 until 10, and that's your group."

Fudge. Jihyun left her with something that Youngni needed to avoid. And by something, she means someone.

All she can see is the floor. Counting the radius of the polka dot on the carpet, how do they make it and else. It was more interesting than talking in her group. "Youngni, how about you?"

She startled and smiled awkwardly. "I'm okay with that." She hoped that it's the right answer as she didn't even heard anything. Once they nodded at her answer, Youngni sighed in relief. She lifted her head up and saw the guy looking at her, and both of them were having a slight eye contact. Like a reflection from her involuntary muscles, her head turned away from him. Thank god, she managed to survive.

It's really sad when you're acting all tough but you're really fragile. "I'm going to toilet." He told the rest of the group. "Alright Yoobin."

Song Yoobin, he was her best friend 2 years ago. He was her everything, 2 years ago. No one needs to know anything except for the fact that they just ended their relationship, and that's it.

She saw her water bottle fell down but she didn't have any intention to pick it up again. 'What if he picked it up when he came here?' She dismissed the thought as that would be the last one she want.

After a moment, Yoobin came back and sat on his place. He looked at the bottle and stand it beside him. Youngni shouldn't be looking at that because her heart skipped a beat- ah how useless she is when it come to him.

Confused. Very confusing. But whatever the answer is, she still needed to avoid him. She can't fall in love with him...again.



+ 5:41 AM


Tuesday, April 12, 2016


Aye. This is going to be the first post that I'm using my own point of view. Cheers.

Anyway, I just finished my standardized test for this semester and I'm still waiting for the day where I'm going back home. (cries) My classmates are having Descendants of the sun's marathon, and I won't join them- yes im still waiting for holiday

This is a very pointless post but I decided to post one so bear with it guys. Ah, I miss home.

That's it, bye, I'm going to study

Plot twists: imgoingtosleepbye

(we found an alien)(okay its a cross section of a leaf)





+ 12:34 AM


Sunday, April 3, 2016

"What is Islam?"

It's already a week since Ashraf converted to Islam, and he finally had the courage to let out the question that trapped inside him. 

It's not easy to ask that question since people nowadays will answer it half-heartedly; more to answer it with sarcasm.

'A religion, duh.'

Some wouldn't even answer it.

'You don't even know what's the meaning of Islam? Awat hang tak tanya time nak kiamat?'

Well, they probably don't know the answer too. 

Instead of laughing at him, Farhan smiled by the question that came out from Ashraf's mouth. It's a sudden one, yes, but the fact that he have the urge to know Islam making Farhan felt very pleased.

"Islam." He paused and lifted his head up to face the sky. "Islam is the truth that Allah revealed through all His prophets to every people. This is the religion of peace, mercy, and forgiveness, and the majority have nothing to do with the extremely grave events which have come to be associated with their faith."

That's not what the answer that Ashraf expected- it's far better than that. He nodded slowly, digesting all the word from his best friend. "What's the meaning of Islam then?" 

"The Arabic word 'Islam' simply means 'submission', and derives from a word meaning 'peace'. Mind if I tell you the meaning in religious context?"

Ashraf answered the question with an eager nod. 

"In a religious context it means complete submission to the will of God. 'Allah' is the Arabic name for God, which is used by Arab Muslims and Christians alike." 


/i didnt finished this bcs of misunderstanding with my friend so i decided to post here- let see whether i will continue it or what/



+ 5:44 AM


Saturday, April 2, 2016


I became numb from all the feelings inside me. I can't feel it, even down to its core. I don't know what I should be feeling now. I just don't. This is hard. It's like I don't even know myself. Exhausted. Devastated

"The sky gloom darkly, exactly describing the color of her heart. Her soulless eyes pointed to nothing. But she doesn't need any help."

"And that's what she thought. Maybe leaving her social life was the right thing. Maybe her luck will come next time. Maybe it will come sooner than she thought. Maybe."

"But maybe doesn't even means 50% and neither 80%. It's not even 30% or 1%. Her maybe means there's no possibility. Nothing.Yes, truth hurts. Really."


+ 4:54 PM



Cast: Mingyu, Lin

"Is she here yet?" Wonwoo asked Mingyu who's wiping the counter. They're waiting for the girl that usually come and sit on the table beside the window; reading a book while drinking her earl grey tea.

"She'll be here around 3 o'clock."

Right after Mingyu said that, someone entered the cafe. The girl walked inside and went to the counter. Wonwoo, who's standing in front of the cashier, pushed by Mingyu. "May I take your order?"

She smiled and nodded. "Can I have..." Before she can said her order, Mingyu continued. "Earl grey tea? Sure."

The girl chuckled softly. She's always ordered the same thing, and it's like a habit for her to read her novel in this cafe. "Exactly." She replied and paid the order before sitting on his usual place.

Mingyu smiled and turned to Wonwoo. Wonwoo won't stop grinning at him, even after he pushed him to make the tea. "She's really your style."

"She's too perfect to be my style." Mingyu replied back while smiling widely. Wonwoo on the other side, cringed by the cheesiness of his bestfriend. "Whatever, I'm going."

As he finished making the tea, Mingyu quickly bought it to the girl who caught his attention since forever. "Your order."

The girl lifted her head up from her book, looking at her. "Oh, thank you." 

"May I sit here?"

Oh how stupid he is to ask question like that. Mingyu was about to slap himself until she speak up. "Sure, but you don't have any work?"

Mingyu shook his head. "No, I'm very free now. It's his turn." He pointed to Wonwoo before looking back at the girl infront of him. "What's your name?"

"Lin." She took a sip of the tea before telling her name, but she thought that her answer was too short so she continued. "I always come here. It's very peaceful here."

Mingyu nodded. "Yes, sometimes you're too into your books that you don't aware of your surroundings."

Lin laughed softly and closed her mouth using her palm. "Really? Well, Mingyu, that's very embarrassing."

Mingyu. She called his name.

"You know my name?" He asked, excited by the fact that she knew him. 

"Uhm, your nametag?"

Mingyu raised her left eyebrows and looked at his nametag. "Oh." He grinned and rubbed the back of his neck. "Can I take a look at your book?"

"Sure."

Lin gave the book to Mingyu and let he read anything he want. As Mingyu busied himself with reading the book, Lin looked around the cafe and saw a guy who's taking care of the counter. He pointed to Mingyu and make a love symbol. Lin chuckled and shook her head, disapproved.

About a moment later, Mingyu gave the book back. "It's quite interesting. But.."

"But?" Lin raised her left eyebrows. "But it's in English?"

Mingyu nodded and grinned widely. He can't really understand that language.

Lin took something out from her bag and gave it to Mingyu. "I just finished this book, and it's not very bad. Maybe you could read it once you're fluent in English?"

Mingyu held the book and read the title. 'You..and me?' The cover was in light blue and pink, which is really cute. "Thanks. I'll try my best." 

The girl in front of him looked at her watch. She quickly finished her tea before packing her things. Mingyu raised his left eyebrows. "Why? Is there something wrong?"

"I need to go." She said and grabbed her bag. "Nice to meet you, Mingyu."

"Nice to meet you too, Lin." He gave her the sincerest smile. Lin smiled back and stood up from her seat, walking to the door. 

"Wait!"

Mingyu told her, making Lin paused her step and turned to her back. "Yes?"

He swallowed his saliva and took a deep breath. "Can we meet again?"

Lin smiled and nodded softly. "Sure, I would like to." She gave him a last bow and proceeded her walk to the outside. Mingyu grinned widely and ruffled his hair; feeling happy.

"Nice going man." Wonwoo patted his back and playfully punched his shoulder.



+ 7:13 AM