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Staying at home, doing practically nothing except daily routines and of course, watching TV for more than 10 hours per day got me asking: How was one officially called a celebrity?
Is it because accidentally you have a five-year-old child – which you named him after a Microsoft Office application – with your boyfriend who is coincidentally a successful young famous gold-medalist badminton player but decide not to tell anyone until now?
It’s funny how you can be totally ashamed of yourself and at the same time be thankful by reading one post in your friend’s blog. This happened to me when I was reading Rizke’s blog (which is a click away. It’s on my friend’s list)
When she wrote something about her past, I felt like it was meant for me in the different sense. Here’s what I’m talking about.
Back to time when I was in my elementary school, I was always got the top place. And as a kid turning into a teenager, I had a tremendous ego. It started on my first year in junior high. I was fighting so hard to get the same position I was on during last six years. I also had the ambition to be a class leader, which I thought that as a very ‘strategic’ position (a bit ridiculous was I). Being a class leader, I took it too seriously. Here’s the example.
A recent visit to some of my old friends made me think of what I’ve been through these years. Good old memories of everything we did back in high school; all the fun, laughter and joy we had together. Yes, they are and will still be the nicest and sweetest things I had, but the question is now on how you manage to move on to the next step all by yourself, leaving those things behind.
Surviving is a pretty tough word. It shows that you are truly a strong person, capable of handling every challenge you are facing. That, of course, is not what I am. When I decided to leave them, I know I will have difficult times in adjusting myself. But now, that’s over.
It’s now about what I see after I met them days or weeks ago. Some has turned from a practically nobody into a vocal varsity activist. Make no mistake, I totally respect them. It’s just a bit surprising to see how tremendous they have changed. But in a few cases, change doesn’t always translate one person to be a better one. Some turned to be much wiser, all grown up; and other turned to be … hmm, less interesting, I should say? Whatever it is, I just wish all the best for them.
What I do and will remember most is days I spent with my close friend; let’s just call this The One. It’s very special, The One has something that makes me so comfortable. I don’t know what it is, but every moment I had with The One, I felt very safe. It feels so sincere, so true. An absolute epitome of what every poet says on their masterpiece. And you all know well that all good things must come to an end. I couldn’t have this forever. It’s just not the the time limit, but also due to other things which I know I shouldn’t talk about.
I guess that’s it. I’m afraid I may get someone real upset. But if by any chance, you, The One, read this post, I’m just being curious whether what I write here is the same as what you mean or I was totally wrong since you didn’t feel like doing anything special.
No matter what the answer is, I just wish I could have someone like you. You might think this is a joke, but it’s definitely not. It’s a …
Never mind, too much emotion right now, I guess.
And that is bad.
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