Jeg beklager. Beklager alt. Unnskyld. Jeg gjør feil. Unnskyld. Jeg er menneske. Unnskyld. Jeg eksisterer. Unnskyld.

Vi gikk hjem fra fest første kvelden, og bort til skolen hver dag etter. Akkurat slik som skolevei-venninnene vi hadde da vi var seks, bare at leiende hender og blomster til mamma var byttet ut med halvliters termokopper presskannekaffe og kamerabager. Vi gikk og gikk. Og da ble vi kjent.

Ina er kuul fordi hun har fargerike solbriller, hjemmelaget tilbehør og knesokker.

Ina er tøff fordi hun gjør ting på sin måte.

Ina er snill fordi hun er like glad i Skipper som meg.

Ina er flink fordi hun kan lage vaffler.

Ina er morsom fordi hun ikke kan poppe pocorn ordentlig.

Ina er lilla.

Ina er geek fordi hun bruker hundrevis av Google´s applications.

Ina er trønder fordi hun sier sjøh og læll.

Ina er  positiv fordi hun smiler.

Ina er barnslig fordi hun lager smykker.

Ina er konge fordi hun er Ina.

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Hadde halvårsprøve i nynorsk i dag. Koskos. Glis. Jeg er skikkelig fornøyd med oppgaven jeg fikk. Håper en god karakter!

Og bilder har man savnet. Og en sang, da.

(italiatv.it)  Eni e la compagnia petrolifera croata INA, attraverso la partecipazione paritetica nel consorzio INAgip, hanno avviato la produzione di gas da sei pozzi della piattaforma Annamaria A, situata nelle acque croate del mare Adriatico. La piattaforma gemella, Annamaria B, situata nelle acque italiane, è al momento nella fase di autorizzazione finale per l’avvio della produzione. Lo sviluppo del giacimento Annamaria, che è a cavallo del confine nel mar Adriatico tra l’Italia e Croazia, è regolato da un accordo complessivo chiamato “Annamaria Integrated Development and Operative Agreement” (AIDOA), ufficialmente approvato dai governi italiano e croato. Il giacimento Annamaria produrrà a regime circa 1,6 milioni di metri cubi di gas al giorno, contribuendo quindi significativamente ai bisogni di gas di Italia e Croazia. Eni opera la piattaforma Annamaria A, in Croazia, attraverso una partecipazione del 50% nella joint venture con la croata INA, INAgip, e Annamaria B in Italia con una quota del 90% nella joint venture con Ligestra. Eni ha avviato le sue operazioni in Croazia nel 1996 attraverso la costituzione della joint venture INAgip. L’attuale produzione di INAgip supera i 5 milioni di metri cubi di gas al giorno, dei quali 0,8 milioni di metri cubi al giorno provenienti da Annamaria.

Jiyong could not believe the girl in front of him. She ran out of the room after a heart wrenching confession to pee? Jiyong had no time to pursue this matter, he had to take care of Ina.

“Are you feeling okay?” Ina nodded, taking her seat back on her bed, watching him shift uncomfortably on the floor, and hazily wondering why his shirt was half open.

“I guess I better get going then,” he said, smoothly breaking the awkward seconds as he got on his feet. Ina stopped him by lacing her fingers through his, her almond shaped eyes bright and hopeful, confusing his dark, tired ones.

“Just because I was drunk, doesn’t mean I can’t remember anything,” she said softly. Jiyong froze. Blood rushed up to his face, feeling the heat spread evenly across his nose and his cheeks.

“I’ve missed you.” Ina said quietly. His expression relaxed as his eyes shifted all over her features, their faces automatically inching towards each other. She could even see the tiny birthmark on his right cheek up close. With a tired smile, he pecked her lips with his, softly and slowly. Like a real kiss should be, Ina thought. He then kissed the corners of her mouth, her nose, her cheeks, her make up smudged eyelids, her jaw line.

“Do you still want me?” he asked in all seriousness, nipping at her neck gently, feeling another rush of heat going through him, this time in a different direction.

“I’d never turn you down,” she murmured, closing her eyes in content. Their lips met again, no barrier keeping them apart. It wasn’t obscene drunken sex anymore, but raw, aching and longing love.

Ina sat forcefully on the bed behind her, pulling him down with her and ending up lying down on her back with the force. He stopped to look straight down into her eyes, biting his lips and showing her that he liked this new position quite nicely. He trapped her between his arms, using two fingers to push the straps her dress down, his lips teasing hers.

Kicking the remainder of her dress off with his feet, he moved to her chest. One tiny kiss after another, a gentle suck that made her writhe and arch her back at the unusual pleasurable feeling. Down and down in a straight line, past her bra and all the way down her stomach. Ina’s hands ran through his hair, the giddiness giving her more butterflies before she realized that he was still fully clothed.

Ina fisted his shirt in her hands in attempt to pull it off of him, but he beat her to it. His v-shaped torso made her gulp in admiration, taking in all the contours of his chest and his stomach. She then attacked his jeans, and with one yank downwards they were almost off, making her wonder why the boy even bothers to wear a belt. Her hot lips darted to his pale throat again, this time intensely sucking on it, popping blood vessels which made him hiss in discomfort. She didn’t care, she knew he was enjoying it, and his agony was turning her on. His prominent collarbones practically yearned to be tortured, her lips skimming over their length, as her fingers dug into the hem of his boxers.

“Let’s take it slow,” he breathed.

Ina’s giggles soon turned into gasps as one of his hands tore her bra open from its weak centre seam. A low growl emitted from him as he looked at his new prize. He discarded the ripped garment off, nuzzling his cold nose into her chest. His hot mouth bit and sucked the tender flesh of one breast, till it became hard and erect just the way he wanted. He caressed the other one with his right hand, his thumb moving in a circular motion around her tit. Ripples of pleasure pulsated through Ina, pushing him farther into her, feeling something also hard and erect poking between her naked thighs.  The burning sensation between her legs became stronger and stronger. He lowered his mouth, lazily licking her hot skin, whimpers occasionally escaping her mouth. His teeth gripped the hem of her panties, lowering them down slowly.

Before she knew it, Ina let out an involuntary scream of pleasure, realizing that his mouth had delved into her flesh, stroking and licking her nub. Ina let out more choked gasps, feeling the satisfaction radiating from her lover, as he licked all of her expelled juices. She became wetter by the second, her tummy bursting with heat as she came close to her climax.

The desire to just plunge into her was overcoming him, and seeing her coming close to her climax only fueled the notion.

“Come on love.” Jiyong egged on huskily, stroking her inner thighs. Ina let out deep breaths, the intensity of the heat increasing by the seconds. A sheen of sweat coated her, ruining her complexion and dampening her straight hair. Flushed and confused, her hand made a grab for his boxers, pulling them down until she found what she was looking for.

He let out a loud gasp, as Ina squeezed his member, her thumb forcing pressure on the head, while her fingers caressed the shaft. His elbows weakened at the intense heat, collapsing on top of her. Ina took this opportunity as an advantage, by shifting him sideways, then clambering on top of him, his member still in her hands. She squeezed and stroked, until he moaned and inhaled a sharp breath so strong, his body was begging to be touched.

He got on his knees and brought her legs up on his heaving shoulders, since he decided it would hurt less that way. But then again, she might not be a virgin. The idea hollowed his stomach.

“Are you sure?” he panted, concern flickering his features.

Ina exhaled and nodded. Hot tears shot out of her eyes as he penetrated through her, the fine barriers of restrain breaking and allowing him entrance. The hollowness in his stomach replaced itself with heat, his mind going blank as he thrust into her slowly, gaining rhythm with every movement. Ina could feel the familiar waves of pleasurable heat building inside her, once again aiming for climax. Judging from the death grip he had on her hips, he was going through the same thing. His hips rocked into her, darkening her vision with black spots, as her body twisted into new positions to accommodate him. She felt herself becoming smoother and slicker, as she moaned his name over and over again.

The pleasure finally reached its maximum as Ina let out a shrill scream, her nails digging into his knuckles. Hot liquid suddenly burst out of him, letting rough growls escape his throat as he slammed into her once again, rocking back and forth and creating a more powerful rhythm.  Her walls enclosed around him, the pressure around his member making him nauseous as Ina recovered from her climax. Drops of sweat lingered on his brow, his face flushed and fringe wet, as he exhaled a deep breath and collapsed onto her, his chest rising high and low as he left soft kisses on her neck. The spicy scent of sweat and sex lingered. The humidity settled in the room, with the bright moonlight shining through her window blinds. Ina buried her nose in his damp neck, tangling her legs in his, as he protectively encircled his arm around her, burying his chin in her hair.

“I love you,” she murmured.

“I’ve never stopped.” Jiyong sighed as they fell into a deep sleep in each other’s arms.

-

Ina woke up to a cold and empty bed, feeling sore. What happened last night? Ina groaned as memories came flooding in. She and Jiyong, last night, naked. Looking around the room and he was nowhere in sight. Deciding that she was hungry, she pulled out an old sweater that was given to her four years ago and put it on. At least it covered everything and set out to the kitchen.

Jiyong could not believe his eyes. All the pictures on her wall were pictures of him with the occasional presence of Youngbae and Ina herself. These pictures were years old and still well maintained. Jiyong smiled to himself, Ina sure took alot of pride in her work. He was so immersed in the pictures that he didn’t notice Ina coming into the living room.

“You’re still here?” Ina said as she walked towards him. Taking a look at what he was so interested it becoming embarrassed when she found out that he was looking at pictures she should have thrown out years ago.

“Where else would I be?” Ina shrugged, she honestly thought that he had left before the morning came. Jiyong moved closer to her and held her close. “That’s my sweater.” Ina nodded as she drew in his warmth. She could keep telling herself that she didn’t come back for him. But deep down, in some dark corner of her heart. She knew, she was here because of him.

“Don’t leave me.” Ina said as she was holding on to him for dear life.

Jiyong sighed. “I can’t promise you that.”

“Why not?” Ina looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. Maybe Jiyong is right. When they were young they could promise each other forever, when they haven’t had a taste of heartbreak. Now, people shouldn’t make promises they cannot keep to save themselves from a broken heart. Ina should not have asked something from him when she herself could not give him the same assurance. Ina leaned him to give him a kiss so that he would not have to answer her silly question.

“We might have to change some of the pictures on the wall though.” Jiyong said after he broke the kiss. “We need to make new memories. Our happily ever after.”

“You’re an idiot.” Ina pulled him down for another kiss. “Don’t you know that happily ever afters are so once upon a time? Here and now is what’s more important.”

Here and now is all we have. Pictures for yesterday. Anticipation for tomorrow. What matters is that right now, Jiyong and Ina have found their way back to each other.

The End.

 Laxmi Panda fought for the country’s freedom under Subhash Chandra Bose’s INA in her younger days and spent the rest of her life fighting for the freedom fighters’ pension. She made ends meet by working as a domestic help. Just nine days after the president signed her pension letters, she died at the age of 80.

Laxmi joined the INA when she was 15 but after independence she was forced to work as a domestic help. Her grandson Probin Raj who worked in Bangalore had been helping her fight the battle to get her freedom fighter’s pension from the Centre. Laxmi who lived in Orissa got just Rs 1,000 a month from the state government.

“On August 18 2008, she met President Pratibha Patil who promised her that the government will fulfill her needs. The president signed the pension papers on September 26. But my grandmother died on October 6. During her lifetime she did not get any money from the government and washes dishes to make a living. The authorities too made her run from pillar to post,” said her grandson Probin Raj.

A year before her death, I had spoken to Laxmi Panda, and she had narrated her story.

Laxmi joined the INA when she was 15 along with her brother Nakula Rath. “Our father was working with the railways in Burma. During a bomb explosion, both my parents died. Lt N C Das of the INA adopted the kids. We both became active members of the INA,” she told MiD DAY. She was a part of the Jhansi Laxmi Bai Regiment.

When Subhash Chandra Bose met her, he changed her name to Indira. “My officer was Capt Lakshmi Sehgal, and Bose felt that both the names would be confusing and named me Indira,” she said.

At INA Laxmi was trained in arms and also in espionage. “The British soldiers loved frogs. So we women used to sell frogs to the soldiers, and in the meanwhile collect information on their movements and ammunition,” she said. They were in hiding and would come out only at night. “Women soldiers used to hide in the jungles of Burma. When we had to escape to Singapore, we moved only at nights,” she said.

She went to Singapore and to Malaysia. In 1945 at Singapore they got orders from Bose to disperse. “The British were after Bose and us, so Bose asked us all to disperse and come together only after further orders. I married a fellow soldier, because I wanted to be able to fight again when Bose called us. If I had married someone else, I would have had to live in ‘ghunghat,’” she said.

 She then came to Jeypore in Orissa and gave birth to a son and a daughter. Her husband too passed away and she had to fend for her children. She started working as a domestic help. Because of poverty she couldn’t educate her children. Her son became a fruit seller and his children are working as labourers. Her daughter was married and came to Bangalore. Laxmi is now relying on her maternal grand son Probin Raj to fight for her.

“I am illiterate and so couldn’t fight for my pension. But I trust my grandson. My family is in a very bad condition. We don’t have money for even my medicines,” she said.

In 1973, the union cabinet approved the freedom fighters pension for her. But the officials did not intimidate her about submission of any documents. She being illiterate too could not follow up the case. Capt S S Yadava, General Secretary of the All India INA Committee, has been writing to the Freedom Fighters Division, but all in vain. Capt Lakshmi Sehgal too wrote in her favour, but that too didn’t work.

Her grandson Probin had been meeting ministers and officials seeking help. But all he gets is promises. “Officials say that pension will be given only to those who go to jail. Why don’t they understand that a brave soldier is one who does not get caught?” she asks. MP and former Orissa Chief Minister Giridhar Gamanga promised to fight her case, but it has yielded no results. Their local MLA refused to help her stating that he didn’t have a money plant.

Officials advised her to go to court. “Lawyers told us that we would have to give them 50 per cent of whatever pension arrears we get. Morover, my grandmom is old and the case will drag for years,” said Probin.

Laxmi was dejected and feelt all she did for the country was a waste. “Now, who asks for freedom fighters’ families? They remember us only during functions. The eminent citizens are only those who have money,” she said.

 This article was published in MiD DAY. Check the link http://www.mid-day.com/news/2008/oct/071008-laxmi-former-ina-soldiers-pension-released-dead.htm

The pictorial shoot went past quickly after Ina got discharged from the hospital. The members were working well with her. It seems that they were one of the nicest people to work with. Youngbae talked to her in between set changes although Jiyong kept his distance from her. The tension level was different when Jiyong stepped into the room. The day at the hospital changed everything. Jiyong felt like shit when Ina revealed that she didn’t come back for him. Instead, her career was the reason why she came back. Everytime he looked at her, his heart would swell with pride and emotion. Ina finally made her dream come true, becoming a photographer and he was here living his dream. The only thing missing was that they were not together. Jiyong vowed silently that he’ll do whatever it takes to get her back.

The week-long shoot ended earlier than expected despite landing herself in hospital. All in all, this was a successful assignment. Ina was proud of herself. Her first assignment back in Korea and she was doing well. Ina smiled as she bid goodbye to everyone. It was not long before she was the only one in the studio. Looking at her laptop, she started choosing pictures to send to the editor. Feeling thirsty, Ina set out to look for a drink in the abandoned studio and found a bottle of wine. Well, it was better than nothing. With the bottle of wine in her hand, she set out to finish her work. Forgetting that she had nothing to eat since the day started.

Jiyong felt really full after dinner with the members. A celebration for having a day off since they were done with the shoot. It was then he realised that he left his phone in the studio. Cursing under his breath, he went back to look for it. Hoping that the studio wasn’t locked. Jiyong let out a sigh of relief when he reached the studio and it was still open. Peeking inside to see if there was anyone left. The only light in the room came from the laptop towards the back of the room. Careful not to make a sound, Jiyong went around looking for his phone.

He finally found his phone in the fitting room. Jiyong was about to leave when he saw a bag in the room. Peeking into it, he found a wallet. The bag belonged to Ina, which meant that she was still here in the studio. What was she doing alone in the studio? Jiyong placed the wallet back into the bag and set out to look for her. Which proved easy as she was asleep on the laptop. He tried to wake her up but by the looks of it, she was knocked out. He went back into the fitting room to retrieve her bag. Looking through it, he found her address pasted behind a key card. Jiyong smiled to himself. Only Ina would forget her own address. Taking her bag with her, he proceeded to piggy back Ina and brought her home.

Jiyong struggled with the key card at her doorstep with Ina still on his back. Nodding after Jiyong asked her if she could stand, he put her down and began searching for the key card again. Jiyong finally found the card after a few attempts and they were finally inside the house. It looked like a modest apartment but he didn’t have the time for it now. He had to get Ina to bed before she does anything stupid. Which proved to be difficult when she felt like dead weight.

“Ina, I need to tell you something,” he whispered with a smile, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. Ina shook her head and started fidgeting about,letting out a giggle and unable to support herself.

“I don’t want to hear it,” she hiccupped, her lips stretching into a sardonic smile.

“It’s important,” he egged on, caressing her cheek, which she forcefully swatted away, hitting herself on the way.

“Fuck you.”

Before she knew it, he pulled her into a bruising kiss, his hands clutching the sides of her face like his life depended on this hold. In a haze, Ina placed both of her hands on his chest and pushed him away forcefully, her rage filled eyes piercing his. Biting her pulsating lips, her hand connected strongly with his cheek, earning a look of utter surprise from her other half. He said nothing as his hand went up to his red cheek, but before he could even think, Ina pulled him into another kiss. Surprising? Yes. But he didn’t even dwell about it as she automatically allowed him entrance with soft little bites on his upper lip.

Ina had no idea where that slap came from. Maybe because she wasn’t thinking straight, or maybe because she wanted to be in control. Who knew? But the tingling sensation that was in her palm a while ago was burning through her stomach, as his hands smoothly curled around her waist, squeezing it possessively. Her hands locked around his neck, and they had never fit better around anyone. Her pelvis pounded against his, showing her full on desire, lifting her leg up to rest against his hip, as they slammed into the wall behind him. His hands were on fire, as their warmth slid up under her dress, against her cold spine and squeezing the bare flesh near her bra. Ina was almost gagging with the force of his tongue, and with a loud gasp she broke the kiss, her idle hands resting on his shoulders. Nothing could describe the smirk plastered on his face, as  he shrugged off her hands, his fingers lazily slipping the dress off her shoulders, and with one last look of greed, he lowered his lips to her throat, hot kisses of possession going from below her ear to the base of her neck. He remembered – the spot he always saved for intensity when they used to make out four years earlier, the one that made her breathing raspy and her vision black and cloudy. She moaned his name, and he released a low pitched growl from the back of his throat, making Ina giggle at the maturity of his voice. 4 years seemed so long.

“I want you,” she murmured suddenly, as she pulled him towards her.

“You’re drunk,” he said, in between kisses. “You’re not thinking straight.” Ina clearly disagreed, her hands darting for the buttons on his shirt, ripping them off one by one from top to bottom.

“Ina, stop, I’m serious!” Jiyong ordered, taking both of her hands in his. “I’m not taking advantage of you!”

“But I want you to!” Ina’s voice held a heat that was never there before and Jiyong had everything to do with it.

“Ina,” he said again, but his breathing hitched as her teeth nipped the flesh of his Adam’s apple, leaving sloppy kisses all over his throat.

“Please,” Ina was close to begging him.

“Ina, no, I can’t,” he moaned unwillingly.

Hooking his arm around her waist, he guided her in a zig zag pattern to her room a few steps away, settling her gently on her bed. Ina just laughed some more, blinking her eyes as though she was dizzy. He then sat down beside her, smiling softly at her,  wishing that tomorrow would come soon enough so he could have another chance of getting her back.

“Ina,” he whispered, taking her hands in his.

“That’s me,” she replied happily, her eyes tightly shut. He sighed in frustration, partially hoping that she won’t remember any of this in the morning. But also partially hoping she’d just remember what they had before it all happened.

“I’ll never have the guts to say this to you while you’re sober. Maybe because I’m a coward. Maybe because I should have fought to keep you with me.” He said, his eyes glued to the carpeted floor beneath him.

“I never knew how much losing you would affect me. until you left. I thought that I was over it. I thought that everything was going to be fine. Until I saw you again and I’ve come to realize one thing.” He bit his lip in thought, struggling to confess his feelings in front of a drunk and giggling Ina.

“You talk too much,” she murmured, resting her head in her hands.

He smiled, taking deep breaths, feeling his heart pound stronger against his ribs. “Even though you were gone, and you thought I forgot about what we had,” he began, this time looking straight at her. “I love you Ina, always have. Always will.”

Ina’s eyes suddenly snapped open. He gulped in panic, as she got up and ran to the bathroom. He didn’t think his confession was that bad. But then again, she probably didn’t even listen to a word he just said. It  was funny that he didn’t seem to feel any better. Sighing, he rested his head in his lap, feeling all his emotions messed up and caught up in the space between his lungs. No amount of breathing exercises could get rid of it. It was so difficult for him to face his emotions even though he took a cowards way out of confessing to a drunk girl. But a reaction like that could not signify anything good. It simply can’t.

Ina came out of the bathroom with a sheepish smile on her face. “Sorry, I really needed to pee.”

Jo, altså. Jeg har vært ufattelig dårlig til å blogge i det siste. Litt forskjellige grunner der, ja. Forholdet mellom dataen og modemet her har skrantet litt. Så jeg har nesten ikke hatt nett. Ikke det at jeg har hatt tid til nettet heller. I alle fall.. Kjapp oppdatering, Jepp :]

Torsdag: Frida kom. Savnet henne noe grusomt. Vi snakket og hadde det gøy. Og så la vi oss… Helt enkelt x]

Fredag: Frida var med på skolen. Volleyballturnering som nevnt tidligere. Nettet mitt begynte også å krangle. Samt at jeg kranglet mot Norton. Jeg vant. HIHI.

Lørdag: Var i Oslo med Kine, loket litt rundt og fant Ylva på bussterminalen. Gikk på peppes, fant minitreffet vi ikke ville treffe på. Ehehe.. Nadja, søte ravnkloingen, Anja og venninnen. Det var koselig. Ylva og jeg fikk gjort ferdig største delen av rollespill-planen vår i alle fall. Jeg Nadja, Kine og Ylva spleiset på julegave til PK. Stakkaren er nok redd for hva vi har kjøpt til ham.
Og så måtte Ylv dra. Kine, Nadja og jeg trasket rundt på Oslo City i halvannen time, og kjøpte julegaver og litt sånn. Det var koselig. Så måtte jeg hjem.

Søndag: Familietreff med den nye delen av slekta. Det var kjempekos, men litt kjedelig og slitsomt i lengden. Gøy med ny familie. Og så spiste vi kake hos noen venner av familien min, etterpå. Bare jeg, mamma og pappa, da.

Mandag: Speider. Reiste klokka 3 til Langhus. Ble lenket fast i Magnus, og har fortsatt vondt i håndleddet. Jeg er glad i både Magnus og Sofie. Også møtte jeg masse koselige mennesker i Ski. Måtte leke peff igjen, på speideren. Magnus og Sofie var med, ettersom jeg var lenket fast i Magnus.

Tirsdag: Informasjonsmøte på Skagerak. Møtte igjen Fredrik og Georg. MWAHAHAH! *ond latter* Georg husket meg. Lol. :] Leverte søknad, så jeg blir tatt inn til nytt informasjonsmøte etter karakterkortet kommer. Er nr. 16, så jeg satser på å flytte til Sandefjord for international skole.

I dag: Ikke stort skjer.. Sett Veronica Mars, Gossip Girl, Ugly Betty og CSI. Lånte tre filmer på biblioteket i dag. Et speil i en gåte, Død Snø og Phantom of the Opera. Gleder meg til å se de. Også har jeg lest litt nynorsk. Har halvårspørve i morgen. JOY, not..

Kryss fingrene for meg og Skagerak, da, folkens. ;]

Ina remained frozen at her spot, staring at the person who just entered. Jiyong? G-Dragon? Right, Ina mentally slapped herself for not discovering the link earlier. She should have known that he might be here the moment she saw Youngbae. They have been training together for years, it was natural that they would be together. But nothing Youngbae said would have prepared her for this moment and he was exactly how she remembered him. Would he remember her?

Jiyong hated getting lost but he hated individual shoots even more. It meant being alone without his members. Even though he released his solo album, he still didn’t like the feeling of not having his members around during such activities. Luckily Taeyang had nothing on and was with him for this shoot. What he didn’t expect was her being in the studio as well. Before he could make a move, Ina ran out of the studio and up to the roof. Taeyang made a move to stop him but Jiyong ignored it and followed her up, leaving Gaho with Taeyang. Why did she come back? He had to find out. Reaching the roof, he found Ina in a corner crouched on the floor and shaking. Jiyong had no idea what to do. Walk over to comfort her? Or stand there and wait while she was done being a mess? Jiyong fought every impulse in his body to walk over the her and hold her in his arms like he used to. Instead, he went back down to the studio and waited for her.

By the time Ina came down, Jiyong was waiting for the shoot to start. He pretended that he didn’t know who she was and the shoot began. After an hour, Ina got extremely frustrated. Jiyong was refusing to cooperate with her. Going against her every word. It came to a point where Ina could not be professional and snapped at him.

“Can you stop being such an asshole?” Ina caught everyone off guard. Jiyong scowled at her.

“At least I didn’t leave without a word.” Those words shook Ina to her core. Leave without a word? Tears began to fall as she put her camera down. Looking down, she didn’t want anyone to see her cry.

“I waited for you. You know that I waited. The letter said so.” Ina was about to leave when Jiyong grabbed her by the arm.

“What letter?” Jiyong was shaking her, startling the crew. Ina fainted before she could give him an answer.

-

Jiyong sat by her bed in the hospital. Ina’s assistant told him that she had not been sleeping for three days as she was busy because of the house and the meetings and the shoot. It was just like Ina to overwork herself. Jiyong would even bet that she had not eaten the whole day. The doctor said that she could be discharged later in the day considering that it was already three in the morning.

Jiyong looked at Ina as she slept. What did she mean by the letter? Jiyong tried hard to recall memories from years ago. Letter? He didn’t receive a letter from her. Where would she have left it? In his locker in school? Jiyong groaned. Jiyong never read letters that were in his locker because he received so many of them in a day that he threw them at every chance he got. He kept looking at her. Did she really wait for him?

Ina woke up to unfamiliar surroundings and the light in the room was blinding. Even if she hid under the covers, it still did not hide the fact that this was somewhere she did not want to be. As her eyes got accustomed to the light in the room, she looked around the room. It seems that she was in a hospital. The last thing she remembered was the studio and Jiyong. Thinking about Jiyong she sat up with a force that could possibly cause an earthquake. There he was, asleep next to her. Like an angel that he was years ago. Ina was tempted to sweep the blond locks off his face when he woke up and awkwardness began to fill the room.

“Well this is embarrassing.” Ina tried to break the silence. Ina hadn’t plan on fainting on her first job back here. She obviously didn’t expect that he would be by her bed when she woke up either but he was.

“Did you really wait?” Ina let out a sigh. Talking about this now was better than not at all. Ina nodded as she turned to face the window. Looking anywhere else was better than looking at him right now.

“Yeah.” Ina fought to keep tears in. “I wrote you two letters. I gave one to your sister and left one in your locker. I waiting at the airport for hours and…” Ina couldn’t finish as she kept choking on her words. The pain she felt back then came rushing back to her. Jiyong felt his heart break all over again as he saw her cry, refusing to look at him. He could not bring himself to apologise to her. It wasn’t his fault that fate decided to play a prank on them.

“I…” Jiyong did not know how to do about doing this. “I came back from boot camp and the first thing I did was to go to your place only to find out that you’ve left. Did you know how I felt? I’m sorry that I didn’t get the letters. The last thing I wanted was for you to leave, let alone wait for me.”

Ina swerved her head to look at him. He didn’t read the letter? She waited for nothing? She let out a bitter laugh. God must have hated her for such a thing to happen. Ina thought that such drama only happened in movies. It seems that she was wrong, as always.

“Does that mean that everything that we’ve been though was for nothing?” Ina asked. Jiyong had a weird look on his face.

“Maybe now it’s time for a second chance?” Jiyong was praying that it was true. That fate brought them back together for a reason. That everything in between did not matter. They could start again. Right?

“No. I didn’t come back to Korea for you Jiyong.”

Four Years Later.

Ina hated unpacking more than she hated the airport. Shifting into a new house was troublesome but shifting into a new house from another country was a different matter all together. She had no idea why she came back here, to Korea. When all it reminded her was pain and heartache. Ina reminded herself that she came back because she had a job to do, a career to build and she was going to do this right. No more mistakes. Right, back to unpacking, she had a meeting tomorrow for a photo shoot and she could not afford to be late. It was her first assignment after all.

Jiyong was exhausted. He had gone for days without much sleep because of a commercial he was filming with Big Bang. Their schedule was packed until thy kingdom come. After the commercial was a week-long shoot for a pictorial that was to be released at the end of the year. Jiyong looked at the rest of his members, all of them looked worn out. He could not help but feel that it was his responsibility to make them feel better.

“Come on guys, let’s go for supper. My treat!” Their eyes seem to brighten at the mention of food, the notion of it made Jiyong want to laugh. A way to a man’s heart is really through his stomach. All the tiredness was forgotten at the mention of food and off they went.

-

It was four in the morning when Ina arrived at the studio, the meeting she had yesterday went without a hitch. It seems that its was a pictorial for an idol group called Big Bang. Who called themselves Big Bang? It reminded Ina of someone farting. Nevertheless, it was her first assignment and she had to do a good job of it. Ina began setting up in the studio, her assistant was late as usual but Ina didn’t blame her, since she was in a new country after all.

Ina look at the schedule for the eight hundredth time, individual shots for the before the group shots. Daesang should be coming in first because he had to go for a variety show and the rest would be coming one after another. It looks like she would have to pull an all nighter.

-

Ina was aching into her bones. It has been hours since she started and she was moving non-stop. The concept of the photo shoot for today seemed simple enough. The boys had to be stripped down to the bare necessities. Which meant no make up, no extravagant clothing, just them, their emotions and the camera. The difficult part was getting their raw emotions to surface. It seems that celebrities here have walls so high up that it was hard for them to show how they truly feel. For once, Ina felt pity for them.

Ina was finally done with TOP, all that was left was Taeyang and G-Dragon. She had been working since Daesang arrived at seven in the morning. Seungri was done about three hours after Daesang left and then there was TOP. Taeyang and G-Dragon had to come later because of some promotional activities and they had requested to bring their pets with them. Ina looked at the clock that told her it was half past six in the evening which gave her about an hour to rest and eat something. Going through the pictures, she was satisfied with her pictures. Ina was picking pictures to develop when someone came into the studio. It had to be Taeyang as she heard the stylists greeting him like an old friend. Ina turned to greet him when she realised who he was.

“Youngbae?” Ina’s words were barely a whisper, still in shock. How could it be?

“Ina?” Taeyang didn’t know what to feel. Anger because she left? Or happiness that she’s back? Does Jiyong know? All thoughts flew from his head when Ina engulfed him in a bear hug. He was happy that she was back. She was back and that was all that mattered.

“Is it really you? I never thought that I would see you again.” Ina forgotten about her fatigue and chatted with Taeyang or Youngbae whoever he is now. It seems that he’s incredibly popular now as a member of Big Bang, had been for the past three years. There was no mention of Jiyong when Ina finally made him change for the photo shoot. Ina smiled when a Boston Terrier was running all over that place, that must be Taeyang’s dog.

Taeyang’s shoot was going really well. He opened up his emotions quite easily, probably because he was more comfortable with Ina as the photographer. She had been taking pictures of him and Jiyong since the training days and this felt no different. Because of this, the shoot ended earlier than expected and they sat down to chat. A few minutes after, Taeyang’s phone started ringing. He excused himself to answer the call. Ina check the time, it was about time G-Dragon arrived anyway so she went to check on her equipment. If she managed to finish this shoot by today, she and Big Bang could have a day off since they’re ahead of schedule. Ina was about to ask Taeyang out for lunch when she dropped her cup of tea.

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The next few months passed by faster than Ina expected and soon, it was about to be August. Everyday seemed to pass by like a whirlwind. Going to school, following Jiyong to training on some days, random dates and picture taking. As far as Ina was concerned, life was perfect.

-

The school bell finally rang and Ina rushed out of the classroom. Jiyong was waiting for her by her locker and they proceeded to go home together. It seemed to be the routine they’ve adopted when both of them were in school. Sometimes they took a detour for ice cream, sometimes they would go to the swing just so that they can be alone together. There were times when they met Youngbae after school for lunch or just to go out. Today it looked like they were heading to the swing. When they finally reached the swing, they took a seat and looked at the view. The comfortable silence suddenly became awkward and tension rose.

“Ina,” Jiyong took her hand in his. “I have something to tell you.”

Ina was silently praying for him not to leave her. The atmosphere felt so ominous that she had no idea what to think. Ina had no choice but to nod and let him continue.

“I have to leave for a few days for boot camp. For my training.” Ina felt like she was about to faint. Relieved that he was not leaving her.

“Oh.” It was all Ina could manage. Jiyong removed his hand from hers and began to take off his sweater. “What are you doing?” Why on earth is Jiyong taking off his clothes in the middle of nowhere?

“It’s for you silly. So that you can wear it to sleep while I’m gone. It’ll be just like me holding you to sleep.” Ina felt stupid for thinking too much and she felt terribly upset because she knew that she was going to miss him. After a while, they left the swing and headed home. Ina gave him one last kiss before she went into the house, not knowing when would be the next time she saw him.

Ina heard her parents shouting as she entered the house. This was weird, her parents never fought. They were the most loving couple she had ever witnessed. Ina went to the kitchen to see what the fight was all about.

“We can’t possibly leave!” Ina’s mother exclaimed. Ina dropped her bag in shock. Leave? They were leaving? Didn’t her father said that they will not leave for a long time? And now they were leaving? Ina’s parents turned to look at her when her bag fell to the floor. Her mother gave her a look of sympathy.

“We cannot leave.” Tears were falling off Ina’s face. “We can’t possibly leave. I have a life here Daddy, a life! How many times do you expect me to throw my life away just for you?”

“I’m sorry Ina, that’s just the way it is.” Ina ran up to her room and spent the rest of the day crying.

The week passed by too slowly and Ina was hating every minute of it. She was leaving tomorrow. She was leaving before Jiyong came back. She’ll never have a chance to say goodbye. All she had to say were in her letters. One which she left in his locker and the other was passed to his sister. It had been four days since her parents broke the news to her. Today was her last day of school. And every atom of her body missed him. He was coming back tomorrow and if he sees the letter, he’ll come for her. Ina knew it, she knew that he’ll come for her and ask her to stay.

-

Ina hated the airport. It always reminded her of something sad. It always meant that someone was leaving and in this case, it was her. Her eyes were still swollen from the night before. Jiyong should be back by now. He told her that he would be back in the morning which was perfect as her flight was in the night but it seems that he was nowhere to be seen and there was no call or messages from him either. Did she matter that little to him that he doesn’t even bother to stop her from leaving? Ina waited. Ina waited until the last call and there was still no sign of him. Her chest hurt like a knife was twisting through it. It hurt so much that she couldn’t breathe. Her breath keeps getting caught and choked with emotions that threatened to spill if she didn’t control herself. The final call was announced once again. Broken hearted, she went through the gates, never once looking back. As she took her seat in the plane, she started crying. She was most probably never going to see him again. Ina cried long and hard for hours until she was dry heaving, she stopped and then she cried some more. Love could feel like heaven, but it hurt like hell.

Jiyong ran, he ran as fast as he could to her house. Not seeing her for days was torture. The worst part of it all was that he had his phone was lost. So all he could do now was to apologise in person. He kept ringing the doorbell the moment he reached her house but no one answered the door. Nevertheless, he kept ringing it until the neighbour came out.

“What are you doing here boy? Don’t you know that there’s no one living here anymore?” Shock crashed through Jiyong’s mind. No one? Living here anymore?

“Where did they go?” It was a miracle that Jiyong still could manage a few words out of this mouth.

“Back to America, that’s what I heard.” And the neighbour went back into her house, leaving Jiyong in the darkness as tears began to flow freely. His shock turned into anger as his punched the wall over and over again. The physical pain was nothing compared to the pain he felt inside. She’s gone. She left him, all alone in the darkness. A part of him was gone. And there was nothing he could do to get her back. Nothing at all, as he let the darkness and his pain consume him.

Ina woke up bright and early on Sunday and excitedly went to the dark room in the attic, skipping breakfast trying to develop the rolls of film she took yesterday. She was still basking in the after glow of the night before. The way they laughed, they way they kissed even the way he held her in his arms, thinking about it made her giggle to herself. No one has ever made her feel this way.

Going through the developed film, Ina was choosing certain pictures to process and one caught her eye. It was a picture that she and Jiyong took after that kiss. An image of flush faces and intoxicated smiles. Perfect for a gift. With that in mind, Ina continued in the dark room, forgetting about her meals and worked into the night.

-

Ina practically skipped to school on Monday, her gift in a small envelope with a purple ribbon in a corner. Her breath stopped short when she saw Jiyong waiting at the school’s front gate. Ina walked towards him and gave him a smile.

“Let’s skip school.” Jiyong said, taking her hand and leading her to a direction that clearly didn’t lead to school.

“What? Why? Where?” Ina asked as she tried to catch up with him.

“I’m bringing you to someplace special for me.” Jiyong turned and look at her, pulling her up the bus that seemed to have perfect timing. The bus was relatively empty and they took the seats right at the back. Jiyong told her that the journey might be long so it was better to be seated somewhere comfortable. Ina had no idea where they were going but she didn’t care, spending time with him was more important than school, for now. Jiyong put his arm around her as she settled closer to him and soon fell asleep.

Jiyong watched her sleeping form, fighting the urge to hold her just a little bit tighter. He had not seen her for a day and he already missed her to the point where it hurt. This isn’t normal, to suddenly find yourself so deep into something so unknown in a matter of days. It isn’t normal. Kissing her forehead, he held her tighter. So what if it isn’t normal? As long as he was happy with her, that was all that mattered.

-

“Wake up, we’re almost here.” Jiyong nudged Ina awake when they arrived at their destination. Ina looked up as she got off the bus and saw an intimidating building. Where was Jiyong leading her? Despite her doubts, a tug from his hand was all she needed as she followed him into the building.

“This is where I train. When I grow up, I’m going to be famous.” Jiyong said as he walked up the familiar steps and soon, they found themselves in a dance studio. There were only a few people here and there in the studio, Ina followed Jiyong around like a puppy as he introduced her to a number of people. The dance instructor, the coordinator and some other random people. Ina went to the corner and sat down when someone around the same age as Jiyong entered the studio. Jiyong went up the stranger and brought him to her.

“Ina, meet my friend Youngbae.” Ina got up and shook Youngbae’s hand. Ina was about to say hi when the dance instructor told them to start on their training. Ina sat in silence, watching Jiyong and his friend train. Suddenly remembering that she had her camera with her, she rummaged through her bag and the envelope fell out. Putting the envelope aside, she started snapping away with her camera.

Hours passed before dance training was finally over. Jiyong finally got some rest after hours of dancing. Ina had already fell asleep during the training, he wondered what she did for her to be that tired when an envelope caught his eye. Picking it up, he saw his name written on it and proceeded to open it. Seeing the contents, he started smiling like an idiot. There it was, a picture of them on Saturday night at the swing and it was small enough to be a perfect fit in the wallet. Keeping the picture, he went to wake Ina up so that they could have dinner with Youngbae.

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Ina bit on her lip to make sure she was not dreaming. She was holding his hand for goodness sake! Who advances to hand holding within a minute of a first date? It is official, she was in heaven. Where ever he was leading her, would be better than the state of bliss that she was in now. She was incredibly close to melting, becoming putty in his hands. Ina shook her head, as much as she would like to spend eternity in heaven with him, she had to come back down to earth. Which reminded her. She still had no idea what his name was. Ina stopped suddenly, causing him to jerk back as she was still holding his hand.

“What’s wrong Ina?” He asked her. Ina bit at her lower lip, wondering how she should go about asking for his name.

“Erm…” The ground suddenly looked very attractive to her. Ina felt like a total loser. She could only mumble her words out.

“You should look at the person your question is directed to.” Ina felt as though her heart was going to pound out of her chest as he held her chin and made him face her, his face bare inches away from hers.

“I don’t know your name.” Ina spoke in a daze.

He released his megawatt smile when he heard the question. “Jiyong.” And then he turned around with her hand in his and continued walking.

“Jiyong? Where are we going?” Ina quicken her pace to catch up with him. He seems to be in quite a rush.

“My house.”  Ina panicked. His house? What for? Are the people here so open-minded to the point where they visit each other’s houses on a first date? Straight after holding hands? This is crazy. Ina was too engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn’t notice that Jiyong stopped and crashed into him. Ina looked up at where he stopped and saw a modest house in an average neighbourhood. She turned and look at Jiyong who was staring intently at her.

“What are we doing here?” Ina prayed that they were having good clean fun. She prayed so hard that she felt like she was becoming a saint.

“To collect the bikes. I figured that you haven’t seen much of the area since you’re new here.” Jiyong led her into the house. “It’ll be too tiring to walk everywhere and it would be difficult for me to bring both bikes to your house. So I brought you here instead.” Jiyong disappeared to the side of his house and reappeared moments later with two bicycles by his side. Ina let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Good clean fun. Relaxing, Ina took out her camera and instantly took a picture of him with the bicycles.

“What happened to your other camera?” Jiyong asked as he handed her a bike.

“Oh, I took this so that I can develop the pictures myself. That way, I can control the picture quality.” Ina said as she took the bike from Jiyong and got on. She took another snap of him on the bike. It was then when he gave her one of her impish smirks.

“Come on, I’ll race you to the park.”

-

The day passed by like a speeding bullet. It was close to night time by the time they finished exploring the area. Ina was elated, she took so many pictures that she began to see flashes every time she blinked. Her tummy ached from laughing too much. Jiyong was truly a joy to be with. She’ll probably never be sick of his company.

“Hey Ina?” Jiyong stopped his bike at the sidewalk to talk to her. “Are you hungry?”At the mention of hungry, as if on cue, her stomach started to grumble. Jiyong laughed at the sheepish look that Ina gave.

“Wait right here.” Without another word, Jiyong left Ina standing by the sidewalk with her bike, dumbfounded. What was he up to? Ina took the opportunity to change the film on her trusty camera. It was the fourth film she had used today, her parents were going to kick up a fuss for using so much film. Ina decided that this last roll of film will be special. Jiyong came back with a plastic bag.

“What is that?” Ina asked, pointing to the bag. Jiyong only smiled at her and gestured for her to follow.

-

Ina never seen a more beautiful sight. She had no idea that the neighbourhood had a place like this. The night lights glittered like a carpet of stars. At the side of the road stood a huge tree with a swing hanging from one of its thicker branches. It was a world of its own. Parking the bikes next to the tree, Jiyong took Ina’s hand and led her to the swing with the plastic bag in his other hand. The swing was a wooden plank that could fit at least three people and it fit the both of them very well as they sat side by side. Jiyong took a tub out of the plastic bag, Ina was taken aback to what was inside the bag. Ice cream? No, scratch that. Strawberry ice cream? How did he know that she simply adored strawberry ice cream?

“Hurry eat it before he melts!” A spoon appeared out of nowhere and went into her mouth. In no time at all, all that was left in the tub was ice cream that became soup and half a roll of film gone.

“I dare you to drink it.” Jiyong pushed the tub towards Ina who was so full that one more bite could make the contents of her stomach to empty themselves. Who knew that ice cream could be a full meal? Ina pushed back and they found themselves in a push a war. The war seemed endless until the spoon decided to fly out of the tub and ended up on Ina’s face. The whole world seemed to be on a standstill and the crickets seemed to sing even louder. Ina began shaking uncontrollably and burst out laughing, Jiyong joined soon after. Ina laughed until her tummy hurt so bad and tears began to fall. It took them a couple of minutes before then finally calmed down. Ina sticked her tongue and tried to lick the ice cream off her face when Jiyong suddenly turned away, looking at the scenery instead of her.

“Whats wrong Jiyong? Is something wrong?” Jiyong took deep breaths to calm himself down before turning to look at Ina. She missed a spot. He unknowingly cleaned that spot for her, then tension increasing to the point where it so so thick that you could choke on it. Jiyong’s eyes flickered down to her lips that were partially open then flickered back up to look at her. When she looked at him like that, she was practically begging to be kissed. To hell with hesitation, he closed the distance between them.

Ina could not think the moment she felt his lips on hers. The whole world did not matter, Ina didn’t even realise when the tub of ice cream fell on the floor. All she knew was that his lips are on hers and that all that mattered. Ina shifted so that she could be more comfortable but he beat her to it by pulling her into his lap and deepened the kiss. Ina opened up as she felt him probing her  with his tongue and all she could taste was heaven laced with strawberries. She would have melted if he wasn’t holding her in his arms. If this wasn’t heaven, she had no idea what was.

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Tomorrow would be Saturday and her heart was only beating faster with every passing minute. Saturday could not come fast enough. Ina hummed to herself as she walked to class, looking for him in every single class she passed by on the way to her’s. He’s probably not in class again. Ina could not believe how stupid she was for not asking him what his name was. She had so many opportunities but never once did she took advantage of it. Saturday really could not come fast enough.

He was smiling to himself as he saw her in the hallway but made no move to say hello. Looking at the clock, he knew that he was about to be late for his dance training but he had to see her. He would stand at the same spot every morning just for a glimpse of her. That was all he needed for the day to pass quickly. Saturday could not come fast enough.

-

The incessant ringing of the alarm clock was beginning to annoy her. It was a weekend for goodness sake. Ina continued to laze in bed until she remembered that today was the day. She shot out from her bed and rushed to the bathroom. Ina was in a panic mode, she had no idea what to wear. That would be a major emergency. Why on earth did she not decide what to wear the night before? Right, because she was fixing her camera. Was the camera more important than her date right now? Angry with herself, she started grabbing clothes from the wardrobe, trying to figure out what she was going to wear.

“Ina? There’s someone at the door looking for you.” Ina’s mother peeked into the room. It was a total mess, clothes all over the floor and Ina was nowhere to be seen. “Ina?” Her daughter ran past her and was out of the house in three seconds flat.

“Hey.” Ina caught his attention with just that simple word and his breath was gone. He never thought anyone could look that breathtaking with such a simple ensemble of jeans and floral top but she did.

“Ready?” He offered his hand out for her and Ina took it without a second’s hesitation and they were off.

The next few days were like hell for Ina as she tried to adjust to the new environment. Everything she did seemed to be wrong and all she could think about was the boy from the other day but he was nowhere to be seen. Ina gave a resignated sigh. She was not going to make any friends as long as she was in this school. She was just too different. She’ll never fit in.

It was the last class of the day and she skipped it. It was English, so who cares? She would pass the paper even with her eyes closed. Walking aimlessly around the school, she finally found herself at the rooftop if the school. Looking at the view, she took out her Polaroid camera and began snapping away. Ina loved taking pictures. She loved how it captures emotion in a moment. She loved how pictures can last a lifetime. Amongst everything, she loved her camera because without it, most memories being stored in the mind would have been forgotten. With no images to relate them to. From the corner of her eye she saw a figure on the other side of the rooftop lying down. Curious, she walked over to the figure to find out who was skipping class. Ina’s eyes widen in shock. It was the boy from the other day, the one who helped her with her books. The one who left her breathless. Without a second’s hesitation, she took a picture of him sleeping. Regretting instantly when the flash went off and woke him up.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up.” Ina said, hiding the camera behind her, not knowing that the picture fell out of the camera. Frowning, the boy looked at the fallen item and went forward to pick it up.

“Don’t you think it’s rude to take pictures of people without their consent?” The boy asked, the wonderful smile seemed to be replaced by a shy one. “Do I really look like that?”

Ina lean in closer to observe the picture, then looked at him. “Honestly, the pictures don’t do you justice.”

He looked at her like he didn’t believe her. Ina just smiled at him and sat down next to him. Looking at the picture, she felt that it really didn’t do him justice. He looked like an absolute angel when he was sleeping. Ina turned at looked at him. “Why did you skip class today?”

He shrugged, “because I was tired.” Ina seemed to accept the answer, taking out her camera again and took another picture of him.

“Why are you taking so many pictures?”

Ina smiled. “Because I want to capture your smile.” Ina laughed as she saw the blush creeping up to his face.

They spent the whole afternoon talking about everything and nothing. About where Ina used to live, and why she came here. About him and his training to become an idol and the reason why he skipped school was because he had to attend trainings. They talked until the sun went back into the horizon and the watched the sunset together.

“Are you free on Saturday?” He asked while watching the sunset. Ina wanted to leap for joy.

“Are you asking me out on a date?” Ina was silently praying that it was.

“Yeah. I’ll come pick you up at eleven? We can have lunch together.” Ina’s heart almost stopped. A date.

“Eleven it is then.”

-

Ina was practically hopping on the way home. She couldn’t wait until Saturday. She was beginning to count down the days, the hours, even the minutes to Saturday and then she realised something. After talking to him for hours, she still had no idea what his name was.

Ina took a deep breath. Today would be a brand new day. Today, would be a brand new start. Today, would be the beginning of a new life. Today, was the first day of school. No matter how many deep breaths she took, she still could not kill the butterflies that were in her stomach.

Ina had recently moved here from America just a few months back because her father had been posted here as an ambassador. Ina had the feeling that she’ll be here for a long time. Ina grimaced as she pulled on her knee-length skirt. She was not used to uniforms considering that back in America, there was no need for uniforms in high school. Will she ever get used to this foreign place? She could only try.

-

Ina swore that she’ll never get used to this place. Every one was staring at her like she was some kind of freakshow. Ina frowned, she looked like any one of the students here. She might have hailed from another country but both her parents were Korean. Granted, her language was not as amazing and fluent as the rest of them but it doesn’t mean that she can’t understand them when they were talking about her. Okay, maybe she lied. She had no idea whatsoever as to what they were talking about. She had to start learning the language quick or else it’ll be social suicide.

Ina was so caught up with her thoughts that she crashed into someone. She silently scolded herself for being so distracted. Ina let out a sigh as her books and papers were strewn all over the floor. She quickly started to pick up her books, it won’t be soon before the class bell rang and the hallways will be crowded. She didn’t know that someone else was in the hallway until a book was handed to her. Ina looked up and for a moment, she forgot to breathe. His smile was an art. It was something Ina could looked at for years to come. She really could get used to that smile.

“Hello?” Ina shook her head to bring her self back to earth and gave him all her attention. He offered her book back to her again.

“Thanks.” Ina said as she took the book back from him.

“What’s your name?” The stranger asked her, with that dazzling smile still on his face. “You’re the new girl around here right?”

Ina felt like she was on the brink of hyperventilation and she blamed it on the new environment. “Ina.” She replied.

“Well then Ina, I’ll see you around.” And then he turned around and left. The class bell rang as Ina lost sight of him in the growing crowd. It was then when she realised something. She had no idea who he was.

- Eni e la compagnia petrolifera croata

INA, attraverso la partecipazione paritetica nel consorzio

INAgip, hanno avviato la produzione di gas da sei pozzi della

piattaforma Annamaria A, situata nelle acque croate del mare

La piattaforma gemella, Annamaria B, situata nelle

acque italiane, e’ al momento nella fase di autorizzazione

Annamaria, che e’ a cavallo del confine nel mar Adriatico tra

l’Italia e Croazia, e’ regolato da un accordo complessivo

chiamato “Annamaria Integrated Development and Operative

Fonte:
http://www.agi.it/rubriche/ultime-notizie-page/200911181143-ene-rom1032-eni_con_ina_avvia_produzione_gas_in_croazia

bungad..ang mudra bungangera..

nang ako’y nasita na naman sa bahay dahil sa pagka-”filthy” ng kwarto ko, marami akong nadiscover at nalaman sa mga bagay na pagmamay-ari ko..para kasing pinagsamang jungle, outer space at underwater ang kwarto kong iyon..parang nasa ibang mundo ka..^_^..at sa aking paghahanap, ng kung anu-ano, na para bang ako si nicolas cage sa national treasure o yamashita na lang, ay nakita ko ang mga papeles na naglalaman ng mga isinulat ko noong ako’y isa pa lamang junior..naalala ko pa,parang nag-flashback lahat ng mga pangyayari, at haaay, kalungkot dahil ngayon, nalalapit na talaga ang pagtatapos..anyways, balik tayo sa mahiwagang baul..nakita ko ang isang sanaysay na tungkol sa mga nanay, medyo nababasa ko pa naman ang aking sulat kahit parang kinahig ito ng manok kaya nagawa ko pang ilatha la dito..ito, basahin mo na:

Ang Aking Ina

Kilalang-kilala niyo na ba ang inyong ina? Marahil ay ang alam niyo na ang kanyang pisikal na kaanyuan at panloob na katangian. Ngunit sa tingin ko, hindi pa talaga natin siya lubos na kilala. Bakit? Siyempre. Alam niyo na ba kung paano nila nalalaman ang mga bagay na iniisip natin kahit hindi na natin ito sinasabi sa kanya at nalalaman naiya ito sa ppammagitan ng ating mga kilos? Di ba hindi? Sila lang ang nakaaalam noon.

Ang pagiging isang ina ay hindi madaling karakter sa mundo.  Sabi nga ng karamihan sa kanila, ito ay “mahirap ngunit masarap”. mahirap dahil sa maraming inaasikaso na problema at masarap dahil sa kaligayahan para sa kanyang mga anak. Ganyan ang aking ina. Teka, bakit nga ba ngayon ko lang siya binanggit? siguro ay dahil kahit iba-iba ang mga katangian at ugali ng mga katangian at ugali ng mga ina ay pare-pareho nilang mahal ang kanilang ng higit sa lahat ang kanilang mga anak.

Nakapagtataka naman kung ang pamagat ng sanaysay na ito ay “ang aking ina” kahit na isang beses ko lang nabanggit ang sarili kong nanay. Nais ko lamang na iparating na ang lahat ng ina sa mundo, ang inako, ina mo, at ang mga ina ng lahat ay magkakaiba sa mga paraan  para iparamdam sa atin ang kanilang pagmamahal ngunit iisa lang ang kanilang nais sa atin, ang mapasaya tayo sa ating buhay at iparamdam sa atin na:c “ANAK KITA”

hmmmm..ito ang mga panahong nakakaasar ang aking mudra..nakakaasara sila..nagkataon pang ito pa ang nakita kong sulatin..paano ba naman kasi, palagi akong sinisigawan..at ano problema sa akin? palagi akong natutulog sa tuwing mahihiga ako sa kama..tulugero in short..tulog mantika pa..kaya, pag nahiga, tulog..eh nagkatong hindi pa ako kumakain..iyon ang problema sa akin..pero, palaging sumisigaw..parang nakapatay..tingin mo sino ang may mali?

siyempre ako..

siyempre, una, magulang sila..kailangang sundin..pero, mga pagkakamali lang naman iyon na hindi ko mabago sa sarili ko..kulang ako sa disiplina pero hirap talaga baguhin..pipilitin at mas pupursigihin ko pang magbago para sa kanila..natural, kailangan iyon para maging mabuti ang pagsasamahan niyon..at kung hindi, baka si sarimau ay makikita mo na lang sa daan, pinalayas na ako..^_^

may pagkakamali din sila kahit papaano..

talaga..agre ako..kahit ikaw, alam ko..hirap pakisamahan noh?para bang gusto mo takapan ang bibig..siguro, minsan, nagiging OA na sila at ang mga maliliit na bagay ay napalalaki..galit sa isa, bakit magagalit sa lahat? yamot lagi..haaay..

pero, tayong mga kabataan ay pag-asa ng bayan..(anong konek?^_^)..at part ng pagiging pag-asa ng bayan natin na maging magalang, mapagmahal na anak..sa kanila din tayo tatakbo kapag dumating ang mga araw na malapit na tayong patayin ng kahirapan sa buhay..kaya pagbigyan na lamang natin sila..magalit na kung magalit..mainis na kung mainis..manghampas na kung manghahampas..matanda na rin sila..at huwag mong gagawing excuse na matalino ka..dahil mas may experience naman sila kaysa sa iyo..kaya, let us just say that “to be old and wise…we must be young and stupid first..”

natripan ko lang magpost..

daming pumapasok sa utak, hirap iarrange at isulat..]

until the next post..^_^

hep, hep, hep..walang masama sa title..kayo lang ang nag-iisip..peace to all mothers..^_^

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