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so so... the past few days have been insanely cold.
and i have been consistently wearing my choir hoodie, even in the morning!
don't ask me why, but my limps have been freezing really badly!
goshh. but the hoodie makes me feel also warm and cozy, and i like it alot! (((:
uhm, there's some guy in my house now.
fixing the smoke detector and house alarm system setbox.
and he's taking a freaking long time!! like onto the 3rd hour now,
and i feel restricted. T.T
haha, it's not like my house's alarm system is spoilt or anything,
but my mum decided that we shld replace it before we go overseas at the end of the year..
come to speak of it, i cant wait for my trip to come!! xDD
it starts like on the 24th or 27th of dec, stretching all the way till the 3rd of jan?
i think. yah! but the main point is that im spending my new year overseas!
OKAYY. I wouldnt have the company of my friends, but being oversea for new year is a new thing.
plus. there isnt school like a few days later which makes everything a little duller.
maybe i can even go out with claire after we are done with our overseas trip! HEHH.
I'M SO EXCITED.
OHYEAHH. going to japan is like total yayness. of course, i would love to visit like korea at least once.
but my brother and my sis-in-law refuse to go there.
they heard from their colleagues that it is boring to go there.
but gosh, tell me, boring in what sense? idk.
i have no choice to oblige.
i dont want to become people who intentionally impose their ideas on others without caring abt their feelings.
:DD
and no i dont think im gg to talk abt A-levels.
blogging abt academics isnt really something that i like to do..
just that.. i have a new found love for God.
just God in general.
well of course my friends wouldnt know this side of me, but i really like going to religious buildings.
like temples, churches and all. uhm, just not the one at waterloo street. there are wayy too many people there.
yupyup. whenever im at these places, i would feel safe and at peace.
i would attribute it to psychological makings, but i believe that Gods do exist (:
and it basically ends there.
i wouldnt think that im solely debout to a particular religion, but more that i believe in their presence.
a little confession that i have is that i teared spontaneously in a church in italy. hmm. idek why.
claire and i were chatting late into the night yesterday.
it just started with me saying hi to her online. and it lasted a few hours.
it always does. and im sorry that i fell asleep halfway. /fail
we were talking abt this particular 2pm fanfic.
that is unmistakenly one of the best fics out there.
well, in our honest opinion.
the first time i read the story was at around 3plus in the morning when i slept early and woke up too early.
i was still a little groggy towards the middle part of the story.
and had to pause once in the middle.
i was too confused for words. and was more, on the other hand, terrified.
in the middle of the night, when wooyoung is supposed to be asleep, nichkhun touches wooyoung's back. sweeping his hands over the stretched skin, gripping, scratching.
as if searching for something.
something like save me.
it made me pause for quite some time. it was heart-wrenching and wtfjusthappened all together at the same time.
it took my breath away. had to look away from the screen to stare at the floor.
i finished the story and was close to tears at the mention that they had turned into "robots",
with wiring and gears and whatnot inside them.
i couldnt fully understand what happened. but i just felt sad, and left the tab opened.
it definitely needs to be re-read.
and i re-read the next evening. and i could see a really distinct pattern in the story.
first they come off as weak members of 2pm, the leftover members of 2pm whom the leader has decided to leave.
and slowly as each paragraph progresses, they one by one overcome their fears
and change. turn PERFECT.
'cept for wooyoung.
he doesnt change, but he sees every single member of the group change for the better, or the worse.
the members slowly become cold, almost too perfect without any emotions.
and i swear i went "noooooo" at the computer screen as i read this:
"do you still have one?" junsu asks abruptly. wooyoung stops. he turns, stares at the junsu-like thing in junsu's hat. he tries to figure out the right answer.
"one of what?" he says finally.
"nevermind," junsu says. "you're doing well, wooyoung."
the fact that the said junsu talks about losing a heart so simply, it was too cruel to take.
and wooyoung was like the sole one, left alone to fight the battle on his own.
yet he didnt know what really happened.
as claire and i discussed this fanfic in relatively great detail for a fanfiction,
we found so many hidden links here and there.
and she made a really good point.
that everything here, could be seen in a metaphorical sense from wooyoung's pov.
the simple idea of everyone changing, but him still stubbornly holding onto the past.
and the fact that our surroundings do in fact steal away our innocence as we continue to grow.
they've become cold to everything. to just do as they are told.
as a matter of fact, i can see how the whole jay incident is taking a toll on the other members.
they really seem to have lost that bit of innocence that they once used to have on screen.
wooyoung's smile, in rl, makes me sad most of the time. especially when he hosts inkigayo.
i can see how he's trying so hard, so hard to make everyone around convinced that he's alright..
but no one can be alright at this point of time.
i really hope that they can pull through
the whole controversy and everything
and today's performance at MAMA.
s special tribute for jay and i dont know how it will be.
scared and excited.
and wooyoung, your wrist. it must not get hurt again.
them breaking and twisting their limps whenever they do acrobatics make me feel worried for them.
please, please take care of your bodies.. ♥
오빠들 건강하세요~
and i have been consistently wearing my choir hoodie, even in the morning!
don't ask me why, but my limps have been freezing really badly!
goshh. but the hoodie makes me feel also warm and cozy, and i like it alot! (((:
uhm, there's some guy in my house now.
fixing the smoke detector and house alarm system setbox.
and he's taking a freaking long time!! like onto the 3rd hour now,
and i feel restricted. T.T
haha, it's not like my house's alarm system is spoilt or anything,
but my mum decided that we shld replace it before we go overseas at the end of the year..
come to speak of it, i cant wait for my trip to come!! xDD
it starts like on the 24th or 27th of dec, stretching all the way till the 3rd of jan?
i think. yah! but the main point is that im spending my new year overseas!
OKAYY. I wouldnt have the company of my friends, but being oversea for new year is a new thing.
plus. there isnt school like a few days later which makes everything a little duller.
maybe i can even go out with claire after we are done with our overseas trip! HEHH.
I'M SO EXCITED.
OHYEAHH. going to japan is like total yayness. of course, i would love to visit like korea at least once.
but my brother and my sis-in-law refuse to go there.
they heard from their colleagues that it is boring to go there.
but gosh, tell me, boring in what sense? idk.
i have no choice to oblige.
i dont want to become people who intentionally impose their ideas on others without caring abt their feelings.
:DD
and no i dont think im gg to talk abt A-levels.
blogging abt academics isnt really something that i like to do..
just that.. i have a new found love for God.
just God in general.
well of course my friends wouldnt know this side of me, but i really like going to religious buildings.
like temples, churches and all. uhm, just not the one at waterloo street. there are wayy too many people there.
yupyup. whenever im at these places, i would feel safe and at peace.
i would attribute it to psychological makings, but i believe that Gods do exist (:
and it basically ends there.
i wouldnt think that im solely debout to a particular religion, but more that i believe in their presence.
a little confession that i have is that i teared spontaneously in a church in italy. hmm. idek why.
claire and i were chatting late into the night yesterday.
it just started with me saying hi to her online. and it lasted a few hours.
it always does. and im sorry that i fell asleep halfway. /fail
we were talking abt this particular 2pm fanfic.
that is unmistakenly one of the best fics out there.
well, in our honest opinion.
the first time i read the story was at around 3plus in the morning when i slept early and woke up too early.
i was still a little groggy towards the middle part of the story.
and had to pause once in the middle.
i was too confused for words. and was more, on the other hand, terrified.
in the middle of the night, when wooyoung is supposed to be asleep, nichkhun touches wooyoung's back. sweeping his hands over the stretched skin, gripping, scratching.
as if searching for something.
something like save me.
it made me pause for quite some time. it was heart-wrenching and wtfjusthappened all together at the same time.
it took my breath away. had to look away from the screen to stare at the floor.
i finished the story and was close to tears at the mention that they had turned into "robots",
with wiring and gears and whatnot inside them.
i couldnt fully understand what happened. but i just felt sad, and left the tab opened.
it definitely needs to be re-read.
and i re-read the next evening. and i could see a really distinct pattern in the story.
first they come off as weak members of 2pm, the leftover members of 2pm whom the leader has decided to leave.
and slowly as each paragraph progresses, they one by one overcome their fears
and change. turn PERFECT.
'cept for wooyoung.
he doesnt change, but he sees every single member of the group change for the better, or the worse.
the members slowly become cold, almost too perfect without any emotions.
and i swear i went "noooooo" at the computer screen as i read this:
"do you still have one?" junsu asks abruptly. wooyoung stops. he turns, stares at the junsu-like thing in junsu's hat. he tries to figure out the right answer.
"one of what?" he says finally.
"nevermind," junsu says. "you're doing well, wooyoung."
the fact that the said junsu talks about losing a heart so simply, it was too cruel to take.
and wooyoung was like the sole one, left alone to fight the battle on his own.
yet he didnt know what really happened.
as claire and i discussed this fanfic in relatively great detail for a fanfiction,
we found so many hidden links here and there.
and she made a really good point.
that everything here, could be seen in a metaphorical sense from wooyoung's pov.
the simple idea of everyone changing, but him still stubbornly holding onto the past.
and the fact that our surroundings do in fact steal away our innocence as we continue to grow.
they've become cold to everything. to just do as they are told.
as a matter of fact, i can see how the whole jay incident is taking a toll on the other members.
they really seem to have lost that bit of innocence that they once used to have on screen.
wooyoung's smile, in rl, makes me sad most of the time. especially when he hosts inkigayo.
i can see how he's trying so hard, so hard to make everyone around convinced that he's alright..
but no one can be alright at this point of time.
i really hope that they can pull through
the whole controversy and everything
and today's performance at MAMA.
s special tribute for jay and i dont know how it will be.
scared and excited.
and wooyoung, your wrist. it must not get hurt again.
them breaking and twisting their limps whenever they do acrobatics make me feel worried for them.
please, please take care of your bodies.. ♥
오빠들 건강하세요~