"The only difference between your actions being romantic and creepy is how attractive the other person finds you." (Hudspeth, 2014)
I would have put it in my 5-star-drama basket if only they filmed different ending. Ep 1-20 was so entertaining that makes me craving for more in the end of each episode, but unfortunately it left the viewer meh-ing in the last minutes of ep 21. Such a waste of well-built plot.
For those who haven’t watched and don’t expect any spoiler, sorry for my effrontery. But I think you should really get yourself this rewarding drama. Trust me, almost all episodes — except the one I’ve mentioned above — are worth falling for. Kim Soo Hyun (as Do Min Joon) embodies out-of-this-world visual on screen while Jun Ji Hyun (as Cheon Song Yi) is truly something, gorgeous and hilarious at the same time. She managed to bring so much laughter on and on, which is beyond my expectation of an actress.
Oh look… there’s even Cheon Song Yi special sticker in LINE.
12 Years a Slave is like a memento of historical foolishness. It reminds me that the world evolves over time. What is considered normal today might be called odd a few years later and what seems strange now could possibly be widely accepted in the future.
The story of slavery as captured in 12 Years a Slave is one representative case. Black people used to be born a slave unless they have certificate of freedom, but now we think it was absurd for a clear violation of human rights. Marilyn Monroe was an ultimate sex symbol in 1950s, but in modern Hollywood she might be categorized as obese. Homosexuality was once listed in DSM as mental disorder (sociopathic personal disturbance) but the diagnosis was replaced with ego-dystonic homosexuality in 1973, then it was removed entirely in 1986.
My point is… social standards change as people do.
My high school classmate just told me that she wanted a life like mine. She imagined herself in my place, which she termed “Andai Aku Menjadi Tyma" (If I Were Tyma). Tyma is a special nickname I got from her.
It made me recall a college friend who used to call me lucky charm. She stated, it was because I always drew luck near me and it flowed out to people around me. She repeatedly asked me to work with her so that she could keep her talisman close. Kareshi also tells me so. He says that he always comes across so much fortune when I hold him dear.
Then I start to wonder if I am actually Suketi (a famous ghost story in Indonesia, in which a ghost was turned into a person and brought wealth to her family). Or perhaps a luck can be inherited genetically? If so, then I can certainly tell you that I got it from my mom. She’s like Fortuna herself. XD
Well, I don’t know whether I should be happy or terrified. Many people wish to have a good luck, don’t they? But I’m not willing to shift from internal to external locus of control. I don’t want to lean solely on luck. It spoils me. I want to be responsible for my own life. So, instead of asking for an easy life, I wish for the strength to carry on with my life and wisdom to make it meaningful.