Friends forever

My fanfiction story for the iWrite class. This is my first time writing a fanfic but I found it quite an interesting thing to do. Just enjoy!


Chihiro was sitting by the window, looking up at the clear sky. It has been 4 years since the day she returned from that magical world of spirits and witches but Chihiro felt like everything just happened yesterday. Everything from the extraordinary adventure was still so vivid in her mind and she can recall all the memories every time she think of Haku or things they did together when she was a little girl working in the bathhouse.
“Haku, I miss you.” Chihiro whispered softly. There was no response. Every night when the moon was full, Chihiro climbed upon the roof, sit there for hours and looked up at the sky with great hope that she would be able to see him again. To Chihiro, Haku always occupied a special place in her heart. How she wished she had a picture taken with him. She missed his beautiful sparkling eyes like they were lightened with millions of stars. The friendship between them was unspeakably special that Chihiro found it hard to find someone who can replace Haku.

Chihiro had been always a mysterious girl to most people. Even though she was lovable, very helpful and always one of the best students in her class, Chihiro never really had a close friend. Her parents had been worried a lot about it because she was becoming a teenager and as they see on TV or newspapers every day, there was statistics showing that the teenager depression symptom has become very common. She rarely brought a friend home or either goes out for movies or had gossip for hours on the phone with her girlfriends like most of other teen girls usually do. Chihiro preferred spending time alone, reading, making her insect collection boxes. Last week, Chihiro was making some sandwiches in the kitchen while she overheard her parents’ conversation about their worries that Chihiro was not very socially friendly compared to girls her age.
“No one understands even Mom and Dad” she cried. “I am the only one who knows about the existence of the spirit world and no matter how hard I try to explain to people, no one is going to believe me. Mom, Dad, do you actually forget everything about that time, when you both transformed into pigs and were caged in Yubaba’s animal farm? Obviously, it’s better for you not to keep any memory of that scary time but being the only one person bearing a secret that can never be told is such a burden. I’m hopeless and feeling so lonely.” As she sighed and curled up in her bed, Chihiro looked out the window and in that moment, only in a wink, Chihiro was so sure that she saw a white dragon flying in the sky.

“Haku” Chihiro called. “Is that you?”
She then rubbed her eyes. There was nothing in the sky but a few billowing white clouds. That night, Chihiro cried herself to sleep and strangely, in her dream, she saw herself becoming trapped in the town of spirits once again. Chihiro was so nervous, exactly like the first time she got lost in this place 4 years ago. She quickly hid in a corner at the end of a street by the river.
“Look at my hands” Chihiro talked quietly to herself. “They’re so tiny. And my clothes. This is the bathhouse’s uniform. What am I doing here?” Until then Chihiro realized that she was in the form of her 10-year-old version.
“This can’t be happening!”. Chihiro sit down on the ground, shut her eyes tightly and covered her ears. All the memories came back to her mind. Losing her own name, losing her parents, working in the bathhouse with the spell put on her forever. Then there was a familiar tender voice.


“Chihiro. Calm down. Don’t be afraid”
As she turned back, Chihiro immediately recognized Haku standing next to her with his eyes looking at her dearly. She was utterly speechless.
“Ho…how….howw.. do you…”
“It’s fine, Chihiro. You are in your dream, not in the spirit world. But this is the only way I can do to approach you. I apologize if it scared you”
Haku didn’t look any different. Still that pale skin with dark green shoulder-length hair and those deep bright eyes. Chihiro’s heart was suddenly filled with happiness and warm affection for meeting the boy she had been longing to see in a very long time.
“I thought I’d never see you again, Haku”. Chihiro said in a voice choked with emotions.
“It was really difficult to come and see you, Chihiro. We are totally forbidden entering your world. But with my crystal ball, I still know how things go with you. I know you’re doing very well at school. You’re always a determined smart girl.”
“I thought you’ve forgotten me.”
“I’d never forget you, Chihiro. I know things have become hard for you as nobody in the human world know about the existence of the spirit world but you. You are the only one and will be the only one. It can be hard sometimes to be the only person keeping the secret. But I never want to erase your memories of my world because I want you to remember all the beautiful moments we had. You’re my very special friend.”
“But I feel lonely because I really want to have you with me always so I can tell you my problems and share with you all my secrets.” Chihiro sniffed.
“In my world, people never get old. We stay with our age forever. I’ll eternally be in the form of a 12 year-old boy. But you’ll grow up and you have an exciting life ahead waiting for you. Be strong and make the most of your life. I’ll always be by your side. I’ll never forget you as long as you still have me in your heart.”
Then they sat down together by the river bank. Chihiro put her head on Haku’s shoulder and she remembered the last sentence Haku told her before she fell asleep peacefully beside him:
“Good friends are like stars. You don’t always see them but you know they’re always there.”
haku_and_chihiro___spirited_away_by_amaliadaniels-d56osayChihiro woke up the next morning, totally refreshed and cheerful.

“What am I doing today? That’d be silly staying home in a beautiful sunny day like this.” Chihiro thought to herself with excitement. “I might call Satsuki and see if she wants to go shopping with me.”
And when Chihiro picked up the phone to ring her friend, she saw the white dragon again, flying up and down in the sky and finally disappeared over the horizon.

This isn’t a test

Found this on Tumblr today and absolutely love it!

Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water. It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe. Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.
You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh. It’s not about being “good in bed.” It’s about being happy.
One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.
What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you. Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.
Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be. I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.
I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want. It’s originality. It’s passion. It’s joy. Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.
I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.
“Good in bed,” what. You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you. Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel. This isn’t a test.



Good luck!

Well, it’s been a while I didn’t write anything on this blog. I wanted to write a lot but then ideas seem to get stuck in my mind. They couldn’t flow out and I have no way to express what was going in my head. Anyway, today I come back and I’m gonna write something even though I’m not sure what I want to talk about.

I like making list. So let’s make a list of things I want to tell you guys about my life at the moment.

1. Right now, I’m listening to Norah Jones’ playlist and all the songs are soft and beautiful. I’m not really happy with the headphones as the sound quality isn’t so good but anyway, it doesn’t affect my mood so much. Since he left, we haven’t talked to each other. All he did was text and ask me if his driving license has come or not. I don’t care much. I’m surprised how I can get over him so easily. It doesn’t mean I totally forget about him but then thinking back to the day I cried and felt so lost and lonely due to his leaving, I just smiled and told myself that “Everything is going to be OK.” I knew he wasn’t for me and I accepted the truth without hurting so much. It hurt, of course, at the beginning but then, after a couple of weeks, I feel totally relieved. Maybe it’s a good thing. Maybe when a door closes, another door will open. And I’m waiting for that door to open to me.

I’ve been dating a guy. I don’t expect I could make him my boyfriend. I decided to date him just because I want to go out, meet people, talk, have fun and explore the world out there. I don’t want to just stay in my room and get upset by looking at my notes about him then get tears in my eyes. The first date went quite well. That guy wasn’t someone so special. He’s got many good conditions: maturity, gentleness, good outlook, financial stability, etc. But somehow I wasn’t so impressed. It was just the first date so we didn’t talk so much and I didn’t get to know him so well. It’s normal. I may get to know him some more if we hang out again. However, when I was with that guy, a strange thought crossed my mind. I thought that if he didn’t move out and we were still together then what we could possibly be doing at that moment. We might be laying on bed, eating pizza or watching a movie together. Or we might be getting high and I might be laughing like crazy while trying to tell him a joke. Then I realized that I still wanted to be with him more than with anybody else. That’s the saddest part. I thought I could get over him so easily but when I saw something that reminded me of him, I got so sad. Then I wished we were still together…

There’s one thing about LIFE: It goes on. So I need to move on with it. I can’t be the person who lives with the past forever.

“Someday someone is going to look at you with a light in their eyes you’ve never seen, they’ll look at you like you’re everything they’ve been looking for their entire lives. Wait for it.”

I saw this somewhere yesterday and absolutely loved it. It may sound a little bit cheesy but well, it cheers me up and that’s all I need at the moment.


2. The new semester starts in 2 weeks and I’m so excited to go back to school. I have many things to think about at the moment: looking for  a new part-time job, managing my study while working, getting my financial problem sorted, adapting to the new environment, etc. That won’t be easy but well, I have to try my best. Hopefully I’ll be tough enough not to let anything beat me. To be honest, thinking about my upcoming future of studying and working help me to realize that I’ll have no time for dating or anything else personal. Everything will only rotate around studying and working stuffs. I have many goals to achieve and this is just the beginning *sigh* However, I have no choice but trying my best.

Yesterday I found a small notebook in the old drawer and I made it my plan book. It’s quite a cute useful notebook which I can use to make plans, note down all the dates and appointments I may have. I desperately need something like that as my schedule will get mad when I go to uni and the only way for a forgetful girl like me to remember things is jotting them down on paper and keeping a notebook in my pocket.


3. I’ve been thinking of changing my diet into something more healthy and fresher. I’ve been ignoring myself for so long and it’s time for a change. There are quite a few things to do:

– Buy a rice cooker so I can have perfect steamed rice everyday to eat.

– Sort out my budget for food shopping. I’ll stop buying tons of unnecessary food and will get more fruits and vegetable instead.

– Buy some plastic containers so I can keep leftover food nicely and hygienically in the fridge, which save me lot of money and effort as I don’t have to cook nor buy junk food or takeaway stuff everyday.

– Seriously note down the amount of money I spend every time to shop. It doesn’t mean I need to keep all my receipts and write every single item I buy in a notebook but I’ll try to keep my spending as neat as possible because I’m not good at money management.

– bla bla bla.

I have a feeling that there are gonna be a lot of changes and these upcoming months will be the deciding time in my future life so I’d better to stay prepared, and happy of course.

Hope I can always keep a smile on my face.


4. In life, there is something you can never tell anybody. There is always something you only keep for yourself without being able to share with anybody, even with your closest ones. You feel hopeless finding the way to express what you truly mean and then you give up on telling people. You try to let people know what you feel or even what you suffer but after all, you get nothing and you just like “Ok, fuck it. Whatever.” Sometimes the only choice you have is moving on and trying to forget what saddens you in the past. Those memories do not disappear. They are still somewhere in your mind and when you’re weak, they come back, they remind you of olden days and sometimes hurt you over and over. So be tough. Hold your tears as much as you can but cry when you have enough because after crying those tears, you can be stronger and tougher to keep going on with your life. Always look at the bright side of life. I want to feel alive and I want to be happy. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be happy. Sometimes you have to fight for happiness but please do because you deserve it and that’s the meaning of life. Don’t give up, I tell myself. Don’t give up because there’s always a rainbow after the storm.

Nothing worth having comes easy.

And remember that:

Someone loves you. No matter who they are or where on earth they are, they love you. Even though they cannot do anything to help, they love you. And knowing this is enough for you to achieve anything in life.

And after all, no one can live your life but you. So be who you want to be, do what you want to do. And be happy. Love everyone, everything. You will never need to regret it.

And if life beats you, fight against it. It doesn’t kill you. Life just wants to test how tough you are. Be tough. Be stubborn. And at the end, what you get is happiness. It’s the real happiness because at that point of life, through all the challenges, you will know how to evaluate things in life.

Good luck, to me and to everyone!