What Comes Around, Goes Around

Monday, 28.4.14

it's been a while since i wrote the last post, だね？it's the edge of April now. May will come in no time. June and July will follow. And as mid-July comes, i will be a 11th grader...

"What comes around, goes around".
you may familiar with "what goes around, comes around". but no, it's different--maybe?
i heard that one from someone before. and i desperately agree. i've experienced that like... many times?  and for now, it's like the most tough times for me. i lost everything. like every single thing.

i lost my data on my memory card. i've been using that memory card from the first time i'm using my phone-- which means from 7th grade. it's only 2gb but i have a lot of data there. my precious diary (yea call me freak but i'm still writing diary everyday..) (btw i called that a highschool journal instead), my photos (most of them are 'aib' but still, those are precious..)

i also lost my earphone. i listen to the music every single time. now i have nothing-- no song(s) in my handphone, and also no earphone. okay...

i also lost my flashdisk. again, i lost my data. but the data inside wasnt very important. but still, im dying.

i almost lost my comic books. it happened on friday when there was an issue that there will be a razia, so i hide my comic books, but when i looked for it later, it was gone. but fortunately, the next day i found my comic books.

yes, memory card, earphone, flashdisk are only little things, indeed. but i count all of them as important things...

and the most precious thing i lost is... my friend. i always count every single friend as a precious thing. i dont have a lot of friends. btw, the word "lost" here refers to she seems like going away from me. she turned into some one i dont even know. or maybe, is that the real her?

for some people, they will change when they meet new people. they try to become acceptable. and someday, they will change into the 'real' them. and they will meet another new people. and they will change again. again and again. well, that's the cycle. i cant do anything, tho

i dont judge her. i dont hate her. i'm just sick of this all. it's just me who is sad about this.

well, people come and go. every people we meet in our life have their own duty to teach us. some may teach us about happiness. some may teach us about anger, hate, sadness. and she, may teach me how is it feels to lose something precious.