So, let me introduce myself properly.
I am a senior high school student.
That line should be enough for you to get to know me. That line has so much meaning, pathetic, cool, sarcastic, or gorgeous meaning. Just pick one who you think best. To you, that is in senior high school... you must be know how it feels. Being a student of Senior High School is the best and the worst part of life I've ever remember, so far. God, I never expect that it was this hard.
Once upon a time, there was an ordinary junior high school student come late on Monday. She was so in rush at that time, she didn't prepare all of the subjects for Monday, which is very hard to go through. She just brought a notebook she used to draw, write a story, etc. That notebook contained absolutely nothing about subjects.
She arrived at school at 7 am sharp. The bells rang when she ran through the hallway. She rushed to her class and hit some other students on her way. She arrived at her class, put her bag on the only seat that is empty, which is in the corner. She ran again into the field to attend the ceremony.
She got into her class' line. She greeted her classmates and got to joke for a few seconds. She can't stop talking. She can't stop moving. She is probably the most hyperactive girl on her school. But her friends never complained about it. They get along with her well.
Soon as the ceremony ended, this girl went back to her class comfortably without any disturbing thoughts about today. She continued to joke and laughed hard with her friends. Some other students (not from her class) stared at her, gave her a sarcastic comments such as "What a quiet and calm girl", "What a good ability you have on talking", etc. But she never feel bothered. She will just continue talking and laughing, on everything.
She never get depressed. She never overthink everything. She just go with the flow, without breaking any rules. This time probably the happiest moment she has ever have.
One day, She met this kind guy. She considered this guy as a friend at the first time.This guy joked about everything, this guy made her comfortable to be with him around. This 'guy and girl' get to know each other. They found some same interesting things, they talked about their same hobbies. They also gossiped about some others, sometimes. They did so many things.
Then, that magical day came. This guy asked this girl, to be someone who is special. This guy wants her to be more than friend to him. This guy asked her to be his girlfriend. This girl was so surprised and full of doubt. That she can't give the answer to the question right away. She needed time to think. She wanted to asked about her besties opinions, too.
Her besties said yes.
She get into a relationship she never felt before. This relationship she felt was so different from her past's. She never felt this comfortable to be around this guy. She never thought that there will be any boy asked her to be his girlfriend, because she was ugly. She just can't believe it.
Time passed by, time scratched her, time shook her to test her. But she was strong like rock. She stood up and fought back. No one could ever shook her into desperation.
Then, she get to know about what's its like to be a senior high school student.
In a blink of an eye, she lost everything she loved the most.
She lost this guy.
She lost her besties.
She lost times for her family.
She lost her existing.
She lost her confidence.
She lost her spare time.
She lost her brave.
She lost almost everything she had in her past.
Now she had to face the fact that she is now alone.
She tried to get up and fight again. So that day, she woke up early. She prepared the subjects today. She adapted with her friends. She tried to fit in.
At the time she felt that she was ready to be a SHS students, life get sucked. She lost the trust of her friends. She couldn't trust anyone. She believed that she is stupid because she couldn't remember trigonometry. She felt isolated because she didn't know how to make a 3 dimension model of her face. She felt alone just because she had no deskmates.
She is fragile.
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