In that day you will say: “Give praise to the Lord, proclaim his name; make known among the nations what he has done,
    and proclaim that his name is exalted. Sing to the Lord, for he has done glorious things; let this be known to all the world.

Isaiah 12:4-5

Mondays and Tuesdays were the two days of the week that Krystal despised the most. She disliked Mondays simply for being the unfortunate day to begin the school week, and she loathed Tuesdays because she considered them to be the unnecessary day of the week. Not quite the beginning, nor the middle, and nowhere close to the end.

So on those two days, Krystal always found herself to be quieter and more irritable. And despite knowing this fact very well, on one Tuesday afternoon in the university library, Sulli tried her luck to talk to Krystal about a sensitive topic: her birthday.

“You’re not doing anything for your birthday?” Sulli inquired, shocked. “But- you love doing things on your birthday. And ths year is  really special-”

“You think I don’t know that?” snapped Krystal as she shoved a book between the others on the shelf. Catching the apologetic and slightly hurt look on her friend’s face, she sighed, “I just don’t feel like doing anything this year. I’m not really in the mood to.”

Sulli didn’t utter another word, but instead bit her lip in concern. She had the bad feeling that Krystal’s refusal to celebrate her own birthday was because of the break up. As Krystal ran her finger across the multiple book spines, looking for a specific one for her class, Sulli pondered about how to ask the girl the reason why she didn’t want to do anything for her birthday without sounding accusatory nor naggy.

“Krystal?” She decided to go the safe route and ask tentatively.

The girl hummed, “Hmm?”

“Do you mind telling me why you don’t want to celebrate your birthday?”

Krystal paused momentarily from pulling out the book she needed to look at her close friend. “I think you know,” she responded simply.

“Is it,” Sulli hesitated, not wanting to open fresh wounds, “because of what happened recently?”

The lack of response was a clear enough answer itself.

The slightly taller girl sighed. “Krystal, that was six days ago.”

Krystal, who had been keeping her focus ahead of her as she walked towards the exit, suddenly stopped in her steps and her heel to face her friend who was startled by Krystal’s sudden movement and even more so by her dark expression.

“I don’t think you understand, Sulli. Only six days? Do you realize how long that feels for a broken heart? It feels like six centuries. I have yet to accept the reality that my boyfriend no longer harbors feelings for me when I still do, and you’re telling me to move on that quickly?” Krystal scoffed, tears slowly but surely forming in her eyes.

“You think I want to be in this situation? I want to celebrate my birthday too, but I ca