Sometimes, i just want my childhood or even my adolescent life back. So i'm not as excited as every other birthday for this middle september.
I don’t know but i think, being an adult is scary. Adult is when the girl begin to take highheels, plus make up and lipstick or the girl who have the breast size, menstruasi and whatever. But that is not enough yet. For being adult we must be able to in charge of whatever we have done, to stand alone, and to realize that your self is the best problem solver.
It’s weekend anyway, but i never enjoy to staying at home . For me every time is like a long weeked-holiday. Cleaning up my room,reading a book, just laying on my bed or watch the tv program, larning English, it’s so bored!
Oke. Sorry i’m regret.
I’m regret for my atitude one year ago. It makes me sooo downfall. So i must canceled my the only dream to study-college. I mean, i can't believe my self that i unable to take the university. I feel bad about it. I always ask to my self “what's wrong???”. Hmm i can't describe it, i just regret it all day.
Someone said that...
“kalo ga ada mimpi buruk, kita ga akan pernah bisa benar-benar mensyukuri betapa indahnya hidup”.
I know, being an adult mean.. we can receive it very well. Be patient! Oke, that’s true.
I'm human, so it's okay to do wrong. For the sake of God, i realize that ALLAH YME have a good reason.. why the somethings that i keen will be obliged to be delay.
Sometimes i’m confused why birds choose to stay in the same place when they can fly around the world. And i asked my self the same question.
Life is like a game. You take your chances and go for the win. But there is always a loser in games. The loser is the one that just is not as lucky, the one that doesn’t have the skill, the one that just isn’t good enough. In this game the loser is me.
In the game of life the loser is the one who travels alone, the one who feels nothing, the one who yearns to be loved. The loser is the one who falls into an endless trap of dreams being broken over and over again.
But I am sure tired of being the loser.
I am just going to end it now.
In the game of life the loser is the one who travels alone, the one who feels nothing, the one who yearns to be loved. The loser is the one who falls into an endless trap of dreams being broken over and over again.
But I am sure tired of being the loser.
I am just going to end it now.
My middle September
Anyway, this is my middle september. Tomorrow i’ll be 19. About the other things on this birthday, i always dream to have a small dinner as a celebration of my 19th year. That would be me, my dad, mom, sister, brother and the so called boyfriend.
Anyway, this is my middle september. Tomorrow i’ll be 19. About the other things on this birthday, i always dream to have a small dinner as a celebration of my 19th year. That would be me, my dad, mom, sister, brother and the so called boyfriend.
Birthday wish? I wish i'm not only growing old, but also growing up. Now i know that i don't want to fall in the same whole in the future. So remember this! I’ll never fall again because i have felt how the pain’s fall is.
Now, i'm going to back to my course tasks and preparation for my public university exams. Prepare your self, so even if you fail, there will be no regrets.
