tulisan hampa

here i am, back in the soft couch in the city library. waiting for Susie to return my first chapter. i am so excited to hear her comment about my writing. i waited and waited for more than an hour. three hours after.  i saw a crowd across the road. i stood up and tried to find out what happened there. the was an accident. at first i was not so interested. but then, until 6 in the evening, Susie really didn't show up. i decided to leave, just before i stepped out the library door, a voice stopped me. "Mr Olsen!" it was Billy shouted from behind the encyclopedia shelf. "Yes? i didn't notice you were there!" "yes, i am born to be invisible" Billy came out and approach me "what's up?" "this is an exemplar, a girl gave me this morning, she said it was for you, Gray Olsen" "from who?" i grabbed it and leave the room as Billy stepped back to the shelf. this is my first chapter. it was from Susie. sh...

i put my earphone on and start walking along this subway. this is my third year in this weird country. everyone wear different socks colour in each of their feet. i feel strange the most by the way they greet each other; punching the forehead. i am so glad i don't have to greet anyone because people will not greet someone who's wearing headset or earphones. in my intention, i meant to escape from all these crazy noise around the subway every morning. it is like an unclear set of speaker built on each wall, left and right side, make a super crazy noise that makes me wanna puke. my first destination is to go to the city library where i can continue writing my novel and glaring at the nice librarian girl who sat across my seat near the bibles corner. her name is Susie, she's so thin and sweet, she always read Agatha Christie book and i have no idea that such nice girl like her would love to follow a serial killer. anyway, i like her, yet i have not talked to her since our ...