a piece of me

Assalamualaikum and a very good morning. This is the preparation for oral. So, I’m doing it now… hehehe, I’m not really prepared, but I really want to share this thing to you guys. Ok, today’s topic is all about me. Em, not all. Just a piece of me, you can say…

                It’s all started when I was 11 years old. I was not so fat like I am now… like other teenage girls, I appreciated and loved my friends… but it was a special case. It’s not a friend. It’s a ‘friend’. You guys must wondering why I put the apostrophe, right? Because it’s not a friend, it’s called friends with benefit.

                A long time ago, I was in a group of the elites. The leader was a girl named musriyah(not the real name). We were like queen bees, ruled the school, like it was ours. There were eight members plus 1 minus 1 equals to the final number;9. How do we ruled? Means that whatever we did, some people will followed. Some of the members became the fashion icon, inspiration and was born-to-be leaders. So now, you guys must can imagine how we were. Some of us, such as asiefay(not the real name) thinked that this group was perfect. Asked of whatever we were capable of; we were rich, clever, beautiful, sexy, blah blah blah.

                But we only had one flaw; we didn’t have any friend. Why? Because we just the icon, not humans. So to the girls who wants to be popular now, please think twice or trice. Because you will regret, like I did.

                Why didn’t i? other people has friends at the age of 5, while I started to make friends at the age of 13. I wasting my 8 precious years because had the wrong concept of friendships. Sometimes I will be deserted because shamed the ‘group’. Are you guys still thinking this is friendships? No, right? So that’s why now I’m chasing to have a low-profile, so that my life won’t be upside down again. Because even though it’s already been 5 years, the wound still bleeding. Imagine if I still ‘blind’, maybe I don’t have a heart anymore. Because it not just make a hole, it burst. Think carefully before you’ve done anything.

                So that you don’t have to say; experience is the best thing to describe.