Rabu, 20 Mei 2015

My First Love In Junior High School

The first day in junior high school, everything is new, uniform, bags, shoes, friends, atmosphere, and a new environmentI entered my sooschool with mixed feelings; happy, fear, etc. Me chills when I stepped toward my new class. "No one has come" I whispered to myself.
I chose to sit front row, so that more clear.
A few minutes later all the students one by one into the classroom, all the new people, but there are some that I knew for being my friend during the orientation of the school yesterday. They greeted me and immediately sat down next to me.
School bell rang, indicating that all students going to class, my homeroom teacher came shortly, she was a woman with a medium stature, he introduced herself, and then told us to introduce ourselves one by one. That day no lessons are taught, only the introduction of school, students, teachers and extra curricular. All towards extra curricular field to choose what is in demand. 

 I and my friend chose the extra curricular choir, because we love to sing. Day after running the usual, right on Saturday I followed the extra curricular choir the first time, I entered a room that is used for choir practice, all new members have entered that room, after we all sat senior recently entered the room, they greet us all. All senior introduce themselves, as usual. But there was one that caught my attention, he was named Arman. I smiled when I saw him introduce himself. "I love him" I said to myself. All seniors have introduced ourselves, all of us, new members are welcome to introduce themselves, as I introduced myself to the fore, a senior who had liked, Arman, looked back at me and smiled. I could see it, our view passed and I immediately looked embarrassed.

Me and Arman were chatting, joking, telling stories, walked side by side into the choir room and had to spend time together. Until one day, there were uncomfortable with the closeness I and Arman. Dera, it turns out she was the girlfriend of Arman. He warned me not to approach Arman, I'm a little explaining, that I and Arman only a friend, there is nothing special and I apologize. After the incident, I was a little bit away from Arman, no excessive reaction from him. Just ask "what?" and pretty I replied "nothing, everything is fine". Arman and Dera often seen walking together, it's a little to make me jealous and happy, at least I do not spoil relations person I like. 

All changed, I and Arman farther until school graduation, this year he graduated, when the graduation, I congratulate Arman, he thanked, smiled at me and walked away.When I would go to bed, there was a message into the cell, of Arman."I will go to school in singapore, thanks to the short time of fun and I'm sorry if there are less pleasing attitude. So,I'll see you soon then" " I'll see you soon then, Arman. :)" 

Self-confident

I was a woman who was supposed to have a lot of beauty, whether it's the beauty of the language, the beauty of being and physical beauty. Of the three beauty that I mentioned earlier, I only had one beauty. The beauty of being, I guess. I am weak in memorizing foreign language, but it does not really affect my mind.Which always makes me humble and insecure is physical beauty.Physical who had not physically beautiful as my friend.

I'm fat, my body is not high like people around me.People always make fun of me by making jokes about my body.I can not dodge it all because it is a fact, even though I try to laugh at their jokes, often I feel hurt.They often say that they were kidding, but what they never thought of that joke they often hurt.Who would want to be fat? Short-bodied? All women want to have the perfect body. I want a slim body like them, I often try to diet but can not, I do not have much time to exercise.Wherever I always feel insecure.Everyone always discuss flaws, family, strangers, friends and even my best friend.

I tried to shut them to try hard to lower my weight, trying not often eat rice, no snacking, stop eating instant noodles and meatballs, and a dinner stop more than seven hours a night. It would be difficult, but I'm tired of their ridicule and jokes.
I will try hard so that I can confidently wherever I am.


God, help me! :"

Me And My Dream

I'm a princess 
Who in a luxury castle
Who has a perfect parent
Who has happy family

I'm a princess
Who loved a prince
Who has many friends
And admired by many people

I'm a princess

Kind and not arrogant
Someone who is generous
And always do the best for people around

But it was just a dream
I am nothing
Always feel inferior
 
And i don't have everything I imagined

Kamis, 14 Mei 2015

What a mistake of my birth?


God, what a mistake of my birth?
Mothers who have to work hard
The father who goes
families who do not get along

Why did you let me be born into the world when many people are hurt?
I do not want to hurt you, God
I often do not carry out all your orders
I often complain about what you give

 
I just wanted to be a holy baby heavenly host
always close to you without hurting you
without hurting and hurt
without sin with the envy.