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Welcome, welcome. I decided to create this blog after a mild enlightenment that (1) I love food-related games and food-related films; and I want to write about that, and (2) posts about the previous statement wouldn't be relevant on my melodramatic poetic blog.

08/08/18 - Still figuring out how to modify this theme (my skills are dulled, ok) so in the meantime please bear with this boring-other-blog theme.

Friday, June 06, 2014

Okay someone say yay for me for not posting a sad post!


So to be honest I have no excuse to explain my absence; I have been completely off-the-mood to write anything here. I still read a lot, and writing quotes on a piece of post-it sticker has also been my hobby lately.
Last Monday I went to Gelora Bung Karno to watch Asian Dream Cup (which, yes, featuring Park Jisung and Running Man casts) with my roommate. We bought the ticket from some other girls, and got the $50 ticket for $35 only. I personally don't do haggling very well, but seems like they also don't. Ok maybe I'll post another entry about this later on.

Anyway. I've been listening to this song for two hours by now and I. Love. This. Song.
There's something about love songs; wedding songs to be exact, that have a sad tone one it. It's like you know when you're marrying the right one, you'll take them happy or sad; good or bad.
We are gonna build a life together
You and I for ever and ever
And we'll, we'll make babies on the beach
Under the stardust
I read a story accompanying this song. Well you can say it's tragedy but I'd say it romance; a sad one. It's about the end of the world by monsters, and then we have this very-in-love couple. They're not newlyweds, nor are they young, but they're still pretty much in love with with each other. They're surviving in an abandoned building; hiding from the monsters and waiting for another long night to pass.
This song plays up on their old radio, and they danced along the place singing to each other. They look at each other and reminiscing the old days. Later that night the monsters appeared and the city is in complete chaos. One of the couple tried to reach for a gun but his spouse tell him there's no use. They embraced and faced the monsters together.
No one survived the monsters outbreak that night. What's left behind is this lonely tunes.
And I'll hear your voice come through the door
A thousand times, maybe more
And I'll smile inside to know you're mine
Completely
I'm always a little terrified about death; there's something about it that got me but-I-don't-wanna-die-yet and I-still-got-many-things-to-do. But there's something in apocalypse that I don't mind dying at. It's the thought that at least I'm with people I love that calms me, I think.

Anyway. I know this entry didn't end as cheerful as I intended to be, but this story really leaves a warm feeling on my stomach I can't quite explain. So see you next time?
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