Friends...don't need to say anything, we all understand.
Friends...how seriously mistake they make, will be forgotten.
Friends...haven't seen for such a long time but haven't changed.
Friends...are relationships which are irreplacable
Friends... can be defined as so many meanings, ...and untakable.
but all can be concluded as always importance.
Reiends...are lasting relationships, no harm done.
Most friends forget their friends...When someone whom you
expected to be the one came... You cried and turned to old friends...
When you had realized that one was not...
Friends...are someone we can pull together.
Friends...blame us with well - intentioned.
Friends...are someone who can feel and touch our pains.
Friends...are someone who prevent us from being accused of the things we didn't do
The definition of friends are endless...
Some may never talk about it,
but it is always in our hearts.
Friday, July 31, 2009
It's Hard To Say........I'm Yellow One
She came to school today to say she's been okay. Her name is Cathy, she appeared again after she didn't come to study for 2 weeks. Before 2 weeks ago Cathy was the person who looks like happy all the time. She always makes the other people smile and laugh. Any people who be with her would sound like the birds were chatting. She was so talkative. She still be the person who was really trendy. She was the leader of the person in class. The girl want to be like her. Another characteristic that made everybody in class love her was kindness. She always takes care of friends and helps them to solved the problems. Although she could just cheer them up. She still did it.
But, during 2 weeks along, that she didn't come to school, happiness in the class was gone. The atmosphere smelled bitter. They were really depressed. First day, they though that she may be woke up late in the morning. But, at the 4th day of her disappear. It made everybody in class worried about her because she had not contacted with anyone eventhough her closet friend. They tried hard to contact her. They called her for over 100 miss call and also went to her home because they though she may be got sick, but it still didn't work. Nobody was there . They did again and again along that 2 weeks.
Until today, she came back and said that she's been okay. She did sorry everybody in class that she didn't tell anyone about her disappear. Although she told her friends like that but nobody believed her because everytime she smile it was not brighten and widely as in the past. It was empty ang her eyes was full of sadness. Everybody though that she is change. Liking she is in the shadow because everytime she sit alone, she will be absent - minded and don't talk with anyone. It's so strange. Till the end of the day, her friend can't handle with these feeling anymore. So they ask her what happened, at first she doesn't tell anything but, they badger her so she tell them that she disappeared to heal herself from cancer but, it doesn't work and she can alive not over 2 months.
But, during 2 weeks along, that she didn't come to school, happiness in the class was gone. The atmosphere smelled bitter. They were really depressed. First day, they though that she may be woke up late in the morning. But, at the 4th day of her disappear. It made everybody in class worried about her because she had not contacted with anyone eventhough her closet friend. They tried hard to contact her. They called her for over 100 miss call and also went to her home because they though she may be got sick, but it still didn't work. Nobody was there . They did again and again along that 2 weeks.
Until today, she came back and said that she's been okay. She did sorry everybody in class that she didn't tell anyone about her disappear. Although she told her friends like that but nobody believed her because everytime she smile it was not brighten and widely as in the past. It was empty ang her eyes was full of sadness. Everybody though that she is change. Liking she is in the shadow because everytime she sit alone, she will be absent - minded and don't talk with anyone. It's so strange. Till the end of the day, her friend can't handle with these feeling anymore. So they ask her what happened, at first she doesn't tell anything but, they badger her so she tell them that she disappeared to heal herself from cancer but, it doesn't work and she can alive not over 2 months.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Float in everywhere
Among the condition of the afternoon. In the center of Savanna meadow. I live on my own but not lonely as i ever think. I feel fresh and cpmfortable like fly in the air. I hear the leaves are grinding. I smell the draft of the grass around myself and taste of salty from the things that wind carry. Last, i can see the change of meadow when I'm flying on the air.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Little Sound, Noone See
Because of me and my family like to go to the sea every years. But last times we go, It changes our mind to go there again. From the sea that is so clear and clean. At this time,there is nothig like that anymore. It be full of rubbishs. Meanwhile, The man dump it with carelessness. Have you ever realise how about the fish, how about the sound that no one care who live in that place. How can they live regardless of their bed is surrounded by polluted water.
The story from a fish "Last summer before my home was changed I got up from sleep when the sun was shining in my eye and I knew my adventure was beginning again. I swam through the coral garden. It was beautiful like Babilonian garden. Everytime I touch the sand it felt like i laid on the cotton and looked up to the sky, I could see plenty of paintings out there so clear. The more I swam near the shore, I would hear the beats of tamburines. As long as I lived in my home, I tasted the ocean as a part of me, but ended when they came. I want my place back.
The story from a fish "Last summer before my home was changed I got up from sleep when the sun was shining in my eye and I knew my adventure was beginning again. I swam through the coral garden. It was beautiful like Babilonian garden. Everytime I touch the sand it felt like i laid on the cotton and looked up to the sky, I could see plenty of paintings out there so clear. The more I swam near the shore, I would hear the beats of tamburines. As long as I lived in my home, I tasted the ocean as a part of me, but ended when they came. I want my place back.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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