I’ve been thinking for hours about what to write but still, STATUS: UNSUCCESSFUL . I’m being so unproductive lately. I can’t decipher the reason why I’m acting like a body without a soul. Like a wandering zombie; lifeless, lonely, just waiting for the time to decompose. Yes, exactly.

                Well, maybe because there’s just nothing interesting to write about or perhaps I’m just being distracted by other activities and thoughts. But after hours of extracting ideas from my infinitesimal brain, I finally come to apprehend the main reason of my futile efforts; I have no inspiration, no reason to write.

                I was taught by my publication adviser in high school that having no inspiration in writing is just an excuse to shun duties; I lived with that perspective but not until now that I’m experiencing struggles in inking down worthy articles. I never had troubles like this in the past for I had that someone whom I called my life, love... inspiration. Damn these flashbacks. This is my first time to inscribe something regarding this topic, forgive me.

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                Our story is truly awesome; the girl liked a boy whom at first didn’t like her. It was like a hard leveled challenge, but I accepted it..

                 We've been together for 3 long years. But it all ended up with a simple goodbye.. no explanation, no closure, which made it really hard for me to move on. 

                 Now, It's been 1 year since we broke up. I'm finally entering college now as a 1st year journalism student; I want to fulfill my dream without distractions, I didn't put my attention on anything except studies. 

                 But to my sudden surprise, my world shuttered when I found out that we'll have a new face in our class. His name is Kim Tae Hyung and he's the one; my love who got away.