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i think i had an unhealthy lifestyle (or whatever you call it) since the past 6 days. I think i had eaten too much sugar, i faced monitors a lot (like laptop and TV), i draw less, i practice less, and i feel guilty, but i still want more. oh dammit!
It was back in 2002, on the funeral day of my grandfather’s death.
I have a young boy cousin, he was 2 years old back then. My aunt (his mother) bought him a pair of clothes from France. It was put in the back of her closet, where it would be so hard to reach. the clothes will not be wore until my cousin becomes X years old (my aunt didn’t tell me).
On the funeral day of my grandfather’s death, my cousin went downstairs, wearing the clothes that my aunt bought from France. She was so surprised, because there was nobody accompanied him in his room upstairs, and she was welcoming guests downstairs. my aunt asks him who put him the clothes. innocently, he answered, “grandfather did,” whereas my grandfather’s dead body was being prayed downstairs, sleeping peacefully.
It’s Wednesday, and I’m free to do anything. School’s off since yesterday, no remedial, no homework, no tests.
But what am I going to do between the time I wake up and time to sleep?
well, i think i got some. I can watch TV while chewing a bubble gum, play computer while listening to the music, play the piano and sing, draw pretty girls, just sleep for awhile, or, pray. thank you God, You’ve blessed me on the term tests, i don’t know the results yet, but i hope i got all grades good.
i don’t really know what to write, but, i think i have wrote all the things i want to share.
the point is, i want this week to be a useful week. not just a regular one. but, not special too. just between special and regular (what would that be?? useful??).
i am just so happy i can pass all the test with results more than the standards.
the hardest part of this picture was when i draw the continents. whew!
From April-October 2010
I was staying in my aunt’s house for a week. Everything that has connection with school was brought there. But, there are some things that i don’t have to bring until it was mentioned. And i know my school. They like to mention important things a day before it has to be collected and i was just like what the hell?? and this is a story i want to tell…
Today is Friday, and I have to collect my SKHUN, actually on Wednesday. But, I didn’t know that the SKHUN is not in my aunt’s house. on thursday night, i messaged my aunt asking about my SKHUN. on friday morning, my aunt told me that she doesn’t have my SKHUN anymore. maybe my dad brought it back home. then, i talked to myself, it’s just a piece of paper, why could it make me so frustrated?!?!
i was like damn! what should i do now? i called my dad, i told him everything about the SKHUN. he said, yes, the SKHUN is at home. he suggested me to talk to the teacher that i will collect the SKHUN as soon as possible today. Unfortunately, my stepmom isn’t going to be at home this afternoon, so i have to get the SKHUN this morning. It’s 5 minutes to 6, and i showered in hurry. i asked my aunt to take me home, cos my aunt is driving my cousin to school. i arrived at home at 6.20s a.m. and i walked half way home. At home, i saw my stepmom in the room and she gave me the SKHUN.
Not long after that, i left home at 6.27, search for 04 ride, and i’m at school already. i arrived at 5 to 7, 20 minutes before school’s first bell. it’s the first time of the week when i stayed over my aunt’s house and i arrived at school before 7. And one thing i learned from that piece of paper today is…
There are exceptions for everything.