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So, That Is.

‘someone’. This ‘someone’ who I adore, I hate, I love being with. He is just an ordinary guy. I never thought that I could stand by him, cries for him, laugh for him. Is not it beautiful standing beside someone you love who love you back as much as you do, of course. Have you ever thought “how could possibly a guy like him loves you who is far too perfect, not pretty at all”?

Well, that is what I thought. I know it is like melo-drama or kind of romance, but since my lecturer had given this assignment, I could write anything I want, right. Okay, just skip this part.

That is a part inside my mind which keep wondering, how will it end? Though, I never want it to be... The feeling when you finally found someone who could heal the pain that has been hiding inside your heart, the feeling when you finally found someone who could you share all the happiness and the sadness with, the feeling when you finally found someone who could do the craziest thing as the way you do..

The feeling when you know you are about to lose if you do not grateful for what you have...

Basketball

So, this is my (boy)friend story about how can he play basketball. When he was at elementary school, he did not know how to play basketball. All he knows was only about football. He only focused in played football until he reached 6^th grade. At morning when he arrived at school, he saw his friend play basketball but all he could do was only watching people playing basketball.

When he graduated and enter junior high school, his passion towards basketball grew stronger because of his senior which was playing basketball having such a desire and power. Since then, he made determination to surpass him. He kept training harder because he believed that all the things that he do will get paid eventually.

After training that he had been through a lot, he finally got a chance to play on the court. He fought many great opponent. Though in the end he was not strong enough.

In that day, he felt the taste of the defeat for the first time. It does hurt him a lot but if made him think that he must have train harder.

He said, “if you want to achieve or pursue your dream, you have to keep moving forward, eventually all the things that you do will give you something that you want if you try harder”.

You

Do you know how does it feel when you look at someone and it is just ‘click’? Something about him/her that you cannot explain. You just be like “oh, that is him/her”.

The first time I saw you, I just thought, “well here he is. Let us see. Will you ‘stay’ or will you ‘leave’”. It is about friendship. When I am into some-kind of relationship such as “friendship”, I really do my best at it. I will do anything as long as my (best)friend happy, although it hurts me. That is what I did for her.

She liked you. What can I say. Before it’s too late, I step back and I choose to be a looser. She always talked about you which made me sick and honestly what made me sick was not about “oh God, I am bored to hear anything about him”. But it was like “please, could you stop it. I am about to fall for him if you keep talking”.

Distance should be the only answer of mine. Not seeing you around, not having such a fight-conversation with you, was the only way to protect myself from getting hurt. LOL. It’s true!!!

I hate the way you talking. I hate the way you walking. I hate the way you laugh. I hate the way you talk to me. Yes, I hate everything about you.

But that is the point. I was hating you too much and did not realize, I do not hate you at all.

My 21^st Birthday

            12:00am, January 27^th 2014. I was awake, I thought he sent me a birthday message or something. But I got nothing. Disappointed? Yes, I was. I went back to sleep and whisper “happy birthday” to myself. Sounds pitty right..

            Right in the morning, I STILL HAD NO MESSAGE LEFT ON MY PHONE. Ugh I feel terrible. So I texted this guys, saying “good morning” as always, and got no reply. I feel dumb. I decided to play games on facebook.

            Suddenly, I heard the door knocked, and he was there! He brought the cake on his hands and singing “happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you”. What a surprise!

            After blew out the candles, he left me. WHAT ON EARTH. He came back and gave me a small-yet big-box. Oh, it’s a gift! Yeay!!! Birthday gift! I opened it and a good-big running shoes lied there. I tried it, although it’s a little bit oversize, I like it. I found a birthday card and it is cute!

            Never thought that he could do something like that. I mean, the sacrifices, the gifts. I thank him for everything he did. But I thank God more because He gave me a chance to enjoy my life and be grateful for what I have.

I wish I were

I have a dream. No, I have so many dreams that I couldn’t reach until now. When I was kid I really wanted to be a singer. I took a part some singing contest. Though I could not be the 1^st winner well, at least I was the 2^nd winner.

I also wanted to be a dancer. When I was at kindegarten school I started free-dance which means just dance whatever you want. LOL. When I was at third grade, I joined a studio which name is “Sanggar Trisna Manggala”. That was a traditional studio dance. I had learnt about traditional dance from Sabang to Merauke. We had performed at Ancol, Taman Mini, and so on. I forgot.

After graduated from elementary school, I stoped dancing and focus with martial arts called “Jujitsu”. But not for long. When I was at high school, I joined extracurricular activity in my school, modern dance. When the audition was held, I brought out the best in me so that they (my senior) would choose me to join them. I made it. I joined them and became one of them. But it did not last.

I couldn’t stand for the seniority and bullying in my high school. Though I was not a victim, I decided to quit from the group. But it did not stop me. I continue dancing, with myself. I keep practicing in my house.

After graduated from school and having a college life, I joined club choir due to increase my singing ability. I enjoyed it for a couple weeks until I realized, it bothered me somehow. No to mention, but it was from me who could not handle between college and my favorite thing.

A year after I left club choir, I found a kpop studio dance. It was like “OH WOW, I MUST JOIN IT AND REACH MY GOAL TO BE A STAR” LOL I’m so sorry for my weird act.

I joined the club and enjoyed myself in there. I dance and practiced every Sunday on studio and practiced by myself everyday. I memorized the movement. It was fun! Until I quit. Why? Of course, my college. I could not shared between college and dancing. I could not focus with both, and I chose college.

Sometimes I take a look at mirror and asking myself. Is this what I want? Sometimes, oh no, always. I always miss dancing and singing. When I had nothing to do I just singing and dancing and it suddenly encourage me.

Singing and dancing are my passion. Although I’m not good at both of it, I still do love sing and dance.