This happens much later …in ep8. Cuter things? NONE! [fr tumblr]
O MY GAWD MY GAWDDDDD!
*Spoilersssss, not too bad, but…SPOILERS*
I’m 15 mins into ep7. I’ve only spent a bit more than 3 hrs with these characters and they are already soooo darling and close and cerebral to me…I want to know EVERYTHING about them. I already get more than I can ever bargain for imagine essaying…. but every turn, we know more of their 30sth selves, and gosh I’m screaming TELL ME! TELL ME MORE when they r 18, 33, 24, 28, 38…MORE. I’m still enthralled in absolute AWWWWWW how real every single moment EunJi’s ShiWon is and how much I love some certainly lady writers my age that should be my bff or twin IF Saturi and Cantonese r communicable. She is obviously sooo passionate about her teen years and all things magical about that period as trivial as they may be….but tiny perfect little bubbles of innocence never left us even after they’ve burst.
I can so relate with every emotion, every little minute happening but of her whole existence SW is going through, EVERYThiNG. And I’m pausing now because SW wrote some slashy fanfic, hilarious even fr the parts I can make sense of. She has a fanfollowing in her classmates, who can’t wait for the next juicy chapter…and is caught red-handed, undergoing detention of sorts. Of course Teacher is more amused reading, that any ‘disciplining’ is out the window, haha truth be told he’s threatened by our itsy feisty heroine of certain death if he lets any of this out and near the ears of her fam. Teacher then got a lightbulb moment to her ticket to college…by entering a writing contest!!!! GOSHHHH this is sooo delicious and meta! This IS the magic dust of truth….of what sparked lady writer writing this gem and it must be more dear and personal to her than we’ve previously known of prior to this point! She must’ve got a turning point in life of her calling in 1997, to be a writer…and this drama is her heartfelt Reply to it.
O M G
I didn’t rabidly fall for an idol in my teen years as hopelessly as SW, I didn’t get last place in class and seemingly no career path after HS and not a care about it because life’s goal is to be Mrs. Idol….. but I did write silly fanfics!!!! And there’s the childish, no regard of consequences things I did like writing scifiwuxia novellas (yup the most seminal genre is scifi-wuxia in my little made-up literati world then), on mundane essay topics of what one aspire to be when one grows up (yeah we had THE cheesiest composition topics which we’re forced to sit through 3 periods of and at the end of it, spun out a 4 page essay to be graded. That was 5 years of my sad schooling). I wrote 10 pages that time, totally had the juices flowing, thought it was my best writing to date still.. My teacher….thought it was the most elaborate piece of stinkiest turd. She gave a lecture next wk, handing us back our graded work, I got the only failing grade out of the whole class, and she went on jabbing EVERYTHING and only everything I wrote, posted it on the noticeboard for all to tease at, as a what NOT to write and absolutely wasting her time reading. I was so humiliated, sad and furious, white-knuckle shaking. After the week of utmost humiliation of walking by MY ‘masterpiece’, I carefully took it down, pulled an all-nighter editing the hell out of it, sent it to a few reputable newspapers with columns of weekly writing contest, posting winning entries every Sunday and will pay a decent sum of $ IF published. I’ve never been the least confident in anything I wrote (duh) but triggered by the all-consuming Rage! I did it, with the grandiose out of nowhere it would certainly be published and I would get my sweet revenge. And it did. I cut out the clipping and magic-glued it permanently on that piece of cork noticeboard as a big fat F!U TeacherwithNOtaste. I was paid $500 HKD, ie ~$70 USD, and treated my whole year egg tarts. It stayed there on the noticeboard that whole year. I’ve never been cooler in my life.
OK, I’m craving some eggtarts now, but more urgently, back to drama!!!!