The Moon and The Sun

"Yeon Woo ku adalah satu-satunya Putri Mahkota di hati ku"

Putra Mahkota Lee Hwon

".. Hati saya sudah menjadi milik Yang Mulia sejak dulu. Jadi apa yang Anda khawatirkan?"

 Hyeo Yeon Woo

The Moon That Embraces The Sun

Hati saya sudah menjadi milik Yang Mulia sejak dulu. Jadi apa yang anda khawatirkan?

Kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com http://kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com/2012/03/moon-that-embraces-sun-17.html

Hati saya sudah menjadi milik Yang Mulia sejak dulu. Jadi apa yang anda khawatirkan?

Kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com http://kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com/2012/03/moon-that-embraces-sun-17.html

Hati saya sudah menjadi milik Yang Mulia sejak dulu. Jadi apa yang anda khawatirkan?

Kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com http://kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com/2012/03/moon-that-embraces-sun-17.html

Hati saya sudah menjadi milik Yang Mulia sejak dulu. Jadi apa yang anda khawatirkan?

Kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com http://kadorama-recaps.blogspot.com/2012/03/moon-that-embraces-sun-17.html

Memories and Times

Time has passed.
Second by second.
Minute by minute.
Hour by hour.
Day by day.
Month by month.
Finally, from year to year.
It's been 5 years.
These memories about you never leave me.
Don't you know how painful it is?
How my life has been so pathetic..
Shadowed by something I never want to live with.
I'm trying to forget. But nothing happens.
Because the more I tried, the more it always reminds me.
The more it tears my heart into pieces.
Do you think I want all of this happen to me?
I don't. I won't. Never.
If it possible, if I might, I'd like to hit my head on the wall, lots of times.
To erase these memories. To make me amnesia.
Because time goes on and on. Always.
Never stops. Never back to the past.
And I don't know how much longer this memories will fill my head up.
Maybe til next year? Or 5 years again? Or 8 years? Or more?

Ada lagi yang jauh lebih menyakitkan.

Bukan hanya tentang kenangan yang terus bertahan.

Tapi saat kita menyadari,

bahwa selama waktu berjalan ini,

sesuatu dalam kenangan itu,

belum tentu mengingat kita sebagaimana layaknya kita

mengingatnya.

Pasti!

Suatu saat nanti,

blog ini akan terisi berbagai cerita pengalaman saya,

tentang hidup, tinggal, dan menempuh pendidikan di negeri orang.

Percaya.
Pasti.

"Dream, Believe, and Make IT happen"

- Agnes Monica

Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy's Girl


Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates, on the Daddy's Day.

But still her mommy worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called, a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare.
Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say.
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could, be with me on this day."

"And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know.
All about my Daddy, and how much he loves me so."

"He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses and taught me to fly a kite."

"We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone."

"Cause my Daddy's always with me, even though we are far apart.
I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart."

With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress.

And from some where in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.

"I love my Daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And he'd be here if he could, but heavens much too far."

"Sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away." 
And then she closed her eyes, and she saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of Daddies and Children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out.
 
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there placed on her desk, was a beautiful pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing that, heaven is never too far.

Dedicated to all children that have lost their Daddy or Mommy. Always remember they will be in your hearts. (Source: www.thinkingagain.com)

Thank God I still have one.
Yes, he's the best one.
He's my super power. He's my hero of all time.
I love you Dad. Always.

Blue Sky and Rainbow

To be honest,
Deep in my deepest heart.
I always want you,
To come to my life back
To show me how you paint white clouds in a blue sky
To show me how you draw rainbow without rainfall
I always want you,
To cheer up my whole life
To make it yellow, or blue, or red, or green without grey
I always want you, here.
Lying along my side, under a leafy tree and stare away the blue sky
Bring my moods up and down
And say the words like you used to everyminutes at me.

"How is it that someone I'm supposed to hate so much can make me laugh and feel happy so easily?"

(Take The Tumble, FFn)

Super 8

I love this picture.
I love that moments when we were all-around like this.
I miss you guys. I really do.
My beloved family.
My super dearest best of friends ever.