The tip of her forefinger paused on tracing the row of letters. Her heart refused to take a dash of air. It smells awful, she said. She couldn’t help but wonder whether the filthy breeze was assorted among the dusts, dirts and mold, or just originated from a stench of death at the corner of the room.
There were scandalous, happy, and even disastrous moments in 2011: a massive earthquake in Japan, US Forces who claimed that they killed the Al-Qaeda famous-eccentric-leader Osama bin Laden. Steve Jobs died at his age 56, and Prince William marries Catherine Middleton at Westminster Abbey.
But there, in Indonesia, right at the small corner among the houses in Pejaten Barat, South Jakarta, a young lady was struggling with her own identity, tried to find what’s good for her life and her future. Silly, might be, that before she would leave this mortal world, she wished to be the true companion of Eunhyuk, one of the Super Junior’ members. In preference to that statement, she would love to be the hair stylist of EXO, or, to be the Head of Secretary at SM Entertainment.
She realized that it was impossible to be true. Then, she created this blog to tell the world what she wanted to be. By writing, devising those beyond-insane ideas, she built HUGLOOMS as a part of her life. Not sure why she chose that peculiar word. She said, ‘because I love Orlando Bloom’s hair as the Legolas of LOTR, and I want to hug him so much’. Which means, HUG orlando bLOOMS hair.
Again, don’t take is seriously. She is mentally crackpot anyway 🙂