She was pretty

*cries*

*cries a river*

(the part where i cried so badly)

So I watched a Korean drama these past few days and I couldn’t believe that I actually did cry a lot, I mean really, a lot! My shirt was soaking wet because the drama was too dramatic for me or is it just me...having my emotional time...? No! It was really a touching movie. I had to change to another shirt because the first shirt was soaking really wet. Can you imagine how hard the drama hit me? Yep, it hit me really hard. 

The drama is about an ugly-looking girl, Hye Jin, was too afraid to see her childhood friend, Seung Joon who has grown up to be a handsome and good-looking man. I can feel you, unnie(sister). So the unnie decided to ask her good-looking best friend, Ha Ri to pretend as she is the person who was the man’s childhood friend, meaning they swapped identity for a while. Ha Ri was supposed to meet Seung Joon for only once and tell him that she got to go overseas to further her studies in England but then things changed when Seung Joon saw Ha Ri at a hotel where she worked for. Ha Ri, pretending to be Hye Jin told Seung Joon that she got back to Korea because she got a place in the hotel management so she decided to take the job. But Ha Ri didn’t tell Hye Jin about it and she met Seung Joon without Hye Jin’s knowing. Hye Jin got a place in a some kind of magazine company where Seung Joon was the director of the department she was working with. Things became more complicated for Hye Jin since they both in a same office. Then came a guy that Hye Jin used to call as Director Kim who loved to play around with Hye Jin and he ended up liking her as more than a friend. Director Kim had really fell for Hye Jin but she fell for Seung Joon instead.

I should really apply for the writer of synopsis haha!

Ok here comes the point.

A woman got into an accident and then a man straight away took his motorcycle away and went through the rain to meet the woman. But then, there was another guy who came with a car, to rescue the woman too and he reached earlier than the motorcycle guy and gave the woman a relief hug. When the motorcycle guy arrived, he had to see that they were hugging in front of him. Which one do you guys think the most precious? The one with the motorcyle guy or the car guy that gave her a warm hug? For me, the motorcycle guy had given effort that was priceless. He had gone through the rain in order to rescue the woman and he ended up seeing the woman that he loved, was hugging another man. For me, that is what ‘love’ is called. Seeing the one who you love, is loving someone else and that makes you happy, that is when you truly and deeply love someone. Who would want to see your loved ones in someone else’s arm? /sigh/ this korean drama had really affected on me! Off to sleep, adios!

Fri(end)s

Where to begin...

Ah! I just discovered my hobby, well my actual hobby, instead of watching movies and sleeping. I discovered that i love to write! Yes, write! Why? Em maybe it is because I have no one to talk to and then i got so much things and words running in my head so i decided to write. It somehow relieves me that i can express my feeling into writing even in Microsoft word. Oh wait...that is typing? Nah i considered it the same. Since my handwriting is not that good...well it is not even good though haha so yah I decided to make microsoft and blogger as my diary. But well, that is not my point why I am writing now. So lets proceed..

I never thought that it could end up like this. You know, when you have a special kind of friendship among your friends and we all ended up as strangers few years later. I am experiencing one of the phases right now. Sigh, where to begin again.. I have never, like ever experienced a strong bond of friendship between me and friends like I had with them. Whoops, is it too early for me to say “had”? Ok since I am still having my faith, yep, friendship that I am having right now. Too bad, I am the one now who always nag about this and that but they don’t seem like bothering anymore. It hurts, really. A person had told me a phrase, “when you feel like separating, think again about the good sides of it.” Well, it sounds cheesy but I can clearly see the point there. Yes, I am hurting right now because they have been ignoring me for a long time. But then i remembered that we all are grown ups now and we got our own lives instead of living in a bunch of us. Now that is the thing that I am afraid the most. Seeing them, busy with their own lives, that is the thing that has come to the top of my fears. I just...I couldn’t bear with it.