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Quote of The Week

"Don't ever try to forget, even when you don't want to remember. Because the more you try to forget, the more you miss that person."

"Don't deny yourself of the things you want, because what is denied becomes strongly desired."

My bestfriends: Winda Jumara (the orange one) and Wida Syaadah (the white-shirted one) with me (the green stripes one) in my house.

A (Complicated) Story About Us

Umm how should I begin this story... Okay. It's all started on July, 2010. That was my first time entering high school. I met new friends, and also... him. Let's call him X. He smiled at me. A very charming smile. By that time, I could never take my eyes off of him. Since that time, we became close. We're not a bestfriend, but I can tell that he is one of my important friend. He's very nice, smart, loyal and I loved him. The problem is that... he had a girlfriend. She's not in the same school as us, but they were very romantic. Everybody can tell that they loved each other. And so... I gave up. I tried to forget him. And yes, I did.

2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 months passed... nothing special happened. But I don't know when did I start paying attention to him again. He... He's like... he's distracting me. OMG I really don't know why I had that feeling. He had a girlfriend. They loved each other. I loved him. It hurts.

Surprisingly, I don't know the exact time... but there was a rumor said that they are breaking up. You know, I'm not gonna be a hypocrite so yes, I was totally in heaven. I was very happy. It's like... 'Yay! This is my chance!'. And that wasn't only a rumor. That was the fact. They were officially breaking up. Okay.

By that time I realize... It's not right. This is not right. My feeling towards him, it's not right. I don't know why, really! So then I decided to forget him. We're friends. And in my life, friends can't be lovers. Friends are friends. Lovers are lovers. That's it.

I began with cutting my hair. Because I believe, cutting a long hair into a short one means to leave the past, and move on (I love my new hair anyway). And I tried to look at him as just as a friend, without any ulterior motive. I tried so hard. And I guessed I did that well...

But I was wrong. Again, that feeling came. I still don't know what to do... up until now. I don't want to ruin our relationship. He's a very very very good friend of mine... I don't want to lose him, just because this feeling. I can't be in love with him. That is my conclusion. But still, I don't know...

Welcome!

Hi, everyone. Call me Fay. I'm still 15 years old, going on my first grade in high school. I love to express myself, that's why I made this blog. Thank you so much for reading this welcome message, enjoy!