Mohon Stories

When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit. Rest, if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns As every one of us sometimes learns. And many a failure turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out: Don't give up though the pace seems slow - You may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out - The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. And you never can tell how close you are. It may be near when it seems so far: So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

Marco selaku ketua kelas yang kurang becus dalam bekerja sedang menyombongkan jam baru nya. Jam Fossil berkulit. Entah berapa harganya, intinya jam itu besar. "Eh itu font nya Amethyst kan?" sambil menunjuk laptop Vian menggunakan tangan kirinya yang dibalut jam baru. Sengaja. Begitulah kehidupan sehari-hari seorang Marco, ribut sampai lari-lari koridor sekolah dengan Jufi. Selalu 1 kelompok dengan Abel dan disukai 2 adik kelasnya, Quinn dan Caca.

2 years of hostel life for me wasn't so bad. There weren't any curfews within campus at all (though you'll be fined if you enter the main gate after 6:00pm). Canteens close at 9:00pm, some stores are up till 10:00pm so you can get your late night snack fix. During examination periods, we usually stay back at the faculty buildings (because there's air conditioning =p) for group studies.. and for project submissions, sleep at labs to finish last minute stuff! Somehow the guards who patrol the campus are sympathetic enough to allow us this much freedom, lol. Well, because of the lack of restrictions (or rather, lack of enforcing a few that exist).. didn't really have much fun adventures like the other guys in this thread. Maybe one incident was when our room doorknob malfunctioned one night and we got stuck in, with another roommate stuck outside. We called the guy who could repair it and it turned out he was on vacation (and not disturb him again!). Alas, we tried myriad of tools to

Feel like A Bird understand he has no hand instead A Wing close-lapped mysterious thing in sleeveless coat he halves The Air skipping there like water-licked boat lands on star-toes finger-beak in feather-pocket finds no coin in neat head like seeds in A Quartered Apple eyes join sniping at opposites stereoscope The Scene Before close to floor giddy no arms to fling A Third Sail spreads for calm his tail hand better than A Wing? to gather A Heap to count to clasp A Mate? or leap lone-free and mount on muffled shoulders to span A Fate?

I had to write this poem because it really makes me how long/short we live/dies

tidak tau kenapa aku bisa menyukai tuan direktur nakal ini.

Terbesit dalam sebuah memori suatu kesalahan besar yang telah kulakukan padamu

+dapatkah sonji mendapatkan satu hobi untuk baekhyun? cover by:@taebaekgyu