one day,, I walked along school coridor...
I passed with someone.. again... he was a boy... he was smiling
I thought he was happy,,
when I saw him again,, i just realized that he had a smily face,,
wow...haha... I liked his smily face...
I didn't know,, why... after I was him..I always think about his smile
again...
I become a curious person...
I looking for many information about him...
I got it by myself,, no body knew it...again.. I become a quite person
in 8 grade,, I became a little quite person, I didn't like to talk many things to my friends.. I liked my loneliness,, I liked to do a reflection,, I looked back to my past,, remember many moments,, sad, happy, embarrassed,bad, sweet moments...8 grade was my heavy period..I got many matters, I often sad, cry, become a very quite and emotion person.. but I didn't like to bring my matter to my school,, every night I pray and do reflection,even I often cried alone in the night,and it can made me better, I didn't want to think about it after the bell rang,, because it would separated my mind,, and I'm so happy,, I could handle it...
my class was next to his class,, on monday...lol... I remember it
so every morning..
I saw him and his smily
yeap.. I confess that my first look of someone is his/her smile...hehe...
his smile could be a power for me...
I got unusual spirit after I saw him...
his smile was not the only reason of my power...
his personality too...
he was an active, smart, kind, wise, patient, strong, full of talents, calm, friendly, funny and unique guy..!!
his personalities were my reflection...
I saw my self...
I have my talents,, but I'm so lazy to be active...
so I tried to practice my talents...
I practice to play keyboard, I became a little active in class..
when I was in 8 grade...
I loved mathematic, physic, biology, music, english, bahasa Indonesia and religious lesson..(I don't mean to show off,, but that was a fact..lol...).. my score of those lesson and other lesson became higher and higher... my teacher choosed me to join some competition. Story telling for english (I got my semi final, although I was not won in final,, I'm so glad of it... Thanks God... :D) and mathematic olympiade (although I did nothing there,, my group fail in 1st section.. but it's okay for me,, I got free consumsion,,LOL....). He joined it too.. in another lesson..(I won't tell you about it...again.. I'm a close person for some story..lol...).. a long the time,, I looked at him again and again... I though about everything that I know from him... I knew,, he had a matter too,, but he never give up.. I felt so pleased when I saw him.. I was not pleased of his smile,, but of him, all of him...
I don't know why,, how can it be.. when I remember or see his smile... I saw that smile say "don't give up... maybe you have a heavy burden... but,He(Jesus) always loves you.. be a little light in the darkness.. show them the right way..." I still don't know.. how can it be?? is that voice come from my heart or my mind?? It's okay... I don't care about that..I love that voice...
I ever talked with him... just a little... very-very a little...
from that short conversation... I know he had a good voice..haha...
and I didn't know why,, when I stood beside him... my heart beat so fast, my cheek even my face turn to red, my blood flow fast...hehehe...
I can't keep that unusual feeling my by self,, I need to share it,,that's what I thought...
one day... as usual... I walk with Nunki (I call her pal..lol..)
we walked together since we are in 7 grade...
she like to share many story to me...
but I neither did that...
till one day.. when we stood in front of Mandiri Bank(my favorite place,when I waiting for my mom, I wait there every day after school till 9 grade..)
I told her many things about him,, from A-Z,,LOL....
I a bit nerve,,hehe...
and she told me about her special one too...
hehe...
oh yea...
we have a special call of him(my special one)..
we call him FLO...lol...
and we call her(nunki) special one 32..
hahaha.... special call for special one....
since that time,
we walk together after school, sent sms, met and shared story on break time...
there's no doubt between us,, we trust each other...
we often share many stories,, funny stories,,fool stories,,love stories,, sad stories, we did crazy things together... we sang our favorite song when we was in 4 grade,
the song was:
"ayam..ayam... ayam,ayam,ayam..."
"kwek..kwek... bebek,bebek,bebek"
"debby-nunki teman, bersahabat, YEAY"
hahahahahaha..... do you know?(especially for nunki, if you read this.... :D)
I laughing when I write this song..LOL...
short-weird song,, but has many story inside..LOL...
We were falling in love with someone..
Nunki know FLO,
she told me anything about him...
he is a great, kind person..
I'm not doubt of it..
LOL... I already know it..LOL...
Nunki has her own story...
I think that was a funny, sweet story...
1 same thing that I know..
1st time we felt that feeling,, when we saw his smile...
haha...
Nunki got that little feeling when she saw 32's smile..
so do I.. I got that little feeling when I saw flo's smile...
by the way...
what happen with smile??
haha...
so,, be careful, for you(especially boys) who have funny,great, sweet smile... maybe your smile could make me lose my mind...BIG LOL.... kidding... :P
8 grade was a great moment...
it was my time first time become a real teenanger,, I'm not a kid anymore..
it was my very first time, to feel my mind and heart separated.. it was awesome!! :D
I can feel what is fall in love, what is angry, what is jealous(hehehe....), what is hopeless and hopeful, what are secrets, what are friendship, how are boys look like, many more... ;o)
Flo's figure, personality, bring me into a big change...
I love him,, but he never know it...
yea... I know.. it's to pain..
but I don't want he know it..
yeap..
I love him, I know his personality...
but I don't know his real inside...
we are not close...
that's the reason why I don't want if he know it...
this is my unusual feeling... I love him.. but I won't let him know it
I think..my feeling of him is weird...
I can't explain it well...
I just can say... I'm so happy,, if I could see him again and meet him...
just that...
after a heavy year...
I can passed my days...
9 grade began....
...to be continue...
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