I am Hana

Hi I’m Hana. I’m just an ordinary girl living in the suburbs, and just like them I dreamt of freedom that I’ve been salivating for most of my teen-age-rebellious life. Hmmm.. I have been battling this issue with my parents for 6 long months now, and ‘till now I still can’t believe that they finally let me do my thing.

Well, as much as I hate rumors spreading in my world, I must admit that I also have my fair share of detractors. I am currently staying with my long-lost-classmate in grade school. Uhm, it’s not really “staying”, for practicality we decided to share the house and share the expenses at the same time.

Yes, my house-mate is a boy. He is a good-looking boy or a good-looking man. His height tells it all as he stands 5 feet 9 inches tall. His height goes well with his skin, fair complexion that is. His hair is trimmed, not rocker-boy long nor private-first-class (army) short hair, but just as simple as a clean-cut type. He has this brown eyes that will melt your heart and take your breath away. And you wouldn’t care less if he’s aware your staring at his lips because those lips are sooo kissable you can’t stop but stare.. He’s got this perfect white teeth and a very gorgeous smile, that you can still notice even if you’re almost as far as a mile.

But even if he sounds as gorgeous as I can describe, I for myself don’t see him as someone whom I will be getting married with. Although, it’s as if he is someone who will always be there whenever you need him.. or should I rephrase that? Uhm.. maybe he is someone that offers you to be yourself without any hesitations or whatever. Someone who’s always ready to listen to your blabbing and non-sense-questions. Someone who do not really care if you’re at the peak of your bad hair days or if you ever waken up to the other side of the bed.

If you don’t know me. You could probably say that I had these BIG thing for him. Hmm.. As much as most people think of me, it hurts to see those bubbles burst but it’s quite a not well-written-fairytale.