It's my life

jeez!! its already a month!! omg!! i havent updated for sooooooooo long. Sorry. too many stuff to do...... esp american stupid stuff... i cant even go back to Singapore to visit fren... czo of american's law of judicracy bullsh*t.
This is gonna be e loneliest christmas ever T_T

Man.. I am already walking in another path halfway, and i started to make new friends. Many old friends have forgotten who I am. You meet many ppl in my path of life, but you can never get back the good ol' frens you had in the past. How i wish i can make a U-turn to the path, and restart my path from there. Wrong choice, perhaps. Nevertheless, I would like to thank all those whom I met in my path of life. You've been great, and although you forget me, I will not ^^. I'm walking in another path, but I still can see some you in the other path. We can still talk for a while before we are really far away =)

Anyway, here's my continuation... took me sumtimes to remember wat i've written.


"The number you've just called is currently unavailable. Please try again later. Nomor yang anda hubung tidak ...." Before even the operator spoke finish, I hung up my mom's handphone. I started to worry about Jeffrey and his family.
"Dear, stop thinking about your friend, it's only harming you. You are getting tense these days." My mom told me, but I ignored her.
We were in the Singapore embassy in Medan, requesting for a greencard. Me , I had to move to Singapore to join my sister and brother who were already there.
"Don't worry, even if u move to Singapore nobody will forget you and you will make new good friends!"
My mom tried to cheer me up but it was a vain attempt. All that was in my mind was Jeffrey, and about how it will be like to move to Singapore. I remembered going there twice, once to visit my siblings, and the other times to have a holiday tour. It was a nice small country, with clean surrounding and atmosphere, but having not-so-nice-people. There was an incident whereby I was lectured by this
ah-so who talked so loud with her friend that I threw something at her, and she was furious for that.

My dad stopped working temporarily, and as for me, I stopped going school for a while, fearing there might be further riotings break-out. Goin to Singapore embassy is already a problem as we had to dress like muslims, to cover our 'chinese' faces. We seldom ever go out unless when it's necessary, such as buying groceries or meeting some important people for dad's in-house-business. Phone bill has gone up to the roof, and so is the electricity bill. My dad was using 60% of the price.

One day, my dad came home from meeting with some important guy called Mr.Hendrik.... and as soon as he approached me he told me...
"Anderson, I have a good news and a bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
My mom faced us for a while and faced back to her tauge-plucking chores. I took a glance at her face, and looked back at my dad.
"I think I want the good news. There has been to many bad news."
".... Whatever. Anyway, I need to tell you that Jeffrey's alive."
My eye widened. I was kinda excited. In my mind I was thinking 'weeeeeee!'. My mom smiled at me, and back again to her preparation of tonight's dinner. (Yuck.. I hate tauge...)
"And wat's the bad news?"
"He's in hospital. Minor leg injury and major blood contamination of iron, titanus."
"Tee-tah-naas.. what?"
"Titanus. Happens when somebody stepped onto or pierced something into any part of the body; If it bleeds, the rust gonna get into your blood, and kaboom, you 'll die in a few days. but no worry, he had his remedy injected into him already, and he's under extreme care. He should be alright in a few weeks."
I was still a little worried.
"Can we pay a visit to him?"
"Not today. We are not prepared to go out."
"When can we go?"
"Perhaps tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that."
"errh.... okaaay...?"

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"Hey! I didn't expect to see you so soon! Wassup buddy! How have you been!?" Jeffrey was talking in such a bliss, and his words show a little pain. "Hey! don't touch my leg!"
"I'm okay and I'm fine. I've never hear from you for so long! U gotta tell me what happened!" I was looking at his leg.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you when I recover. I'm too weak to talk here, mate."
"Oh okay, you must take care okay? So how's your parents?"
"Both of them are okay... their injuries are less severe and they will be released by tomorrow. Feel free to play or borrow my Nintendo in my home when you are bored."
And I did that.

life is a road i wanna keep going
love is a river i wanna keep going.
life is a road, now and forever wonderful journey.

everytime i look at movies and videos, i see bliss when ppl fall in love... esp when they kiss each other.
juz like e one i watched in peter pan (movie), moulin rouge, titanic... etc...
that chemistry behind it is so powerful... i really wish i can have it =)

"I still can't believe what I'm gonna do or gonna go to! Aren't you happy Jeff?" I was a little excited perhaps.
"Yeah.. perhaps.. " I know he sounds sad later on in my life, but at that time i didn't even notice his 'sadness'.... "I'm gonna miss you Anderson. So... what time are you gonna fly tomorrow?"
"I think at 10 am? I'm not sure."
"I'll see you taking off tomorrow then... Wish you all e best brother."

I hung up. I wandered around the house, searching for any items that I might have forgotten to take. I was rather skipping around the house.
It was 21.45 pm, and i went to bed. My mom followed me to my room, and after tucking me in, my dad also appeared behind her.
"Anderson, we will miss you. Study well there. Don't forsake us and your ancestors. Godspeed." My mom told me that, then kissed me on my cheek.
I suddenly remembered something. "Mom I really want to know something. For 12 years, I still do not know why I do not have a surname."
"It's a long story dear. I'll tell you tomorrow. It's late, and you have to wake up at 7 am."
And so they left me, and i slept, thinking what is going to happen. I knew myself as a lonely person who never talked much, except when I'm with Jeffrey. I knew I'm not a very bright student. Am I gonna be able to do well there? Well... God knows.

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"Time really passed through our life, bro. It was like a week ago when I made a good friend with you. I still remember how we met in the kindergarten." Jeffrey talked to me in a soft tone... sounds as if he gonna cry. There he stands shorter than me, looking a little skinny after the riotings. From out here he seems like a timid person who do not know how to do anything, but in fact, he's well-built. He's a pro in basketball, which I am never was. All I did was sitting around all day, keeping my fats and let myself be overweight. I was 68 kg with 152 cm tall. "Remember, we will always be there when you need us. When in trouble, just holler. Holler like Mr. Budiman."
Both of us laughed.

"Final call for Anderson, flight no. GAR-021, please board your plane as soon as possible. The plane will take off in a few minutes."
"This is it." I said ." Mom, dad, I'm gonna miss you. Grampa, grandma, I'm gonna miss your cooking. Jeffrey's parents. It's really great to always have you taking care of me when my parents are away. And to Jeffrey... I'm gonna miss you"
"Take care Anderson... You will be coming back again right..?"
".... yeah.. of course.. why not. To tell jokes to each other again."
"Do come back someday. We will feast together" Jeffrey's mom was smiling at me.
"This is it. It's time to go. I will miss all of you. I love you."
I gave everybody a hug, and Jeffrey a tight hug.
I ended with a smile.

In the plane, I looked outside, and i saw the villages, non-urban area. I saw kids playing around with the kite. I saw the maidens harvesting in padi fields. I saw dads talking each other.
Will I be able to feel as happy as those kids down there?
As the plane went up, goes through the clouds, the scene slowly faded away.
I look at the clouds.
That was the first time I ever miss Indonesia. And for first time I felt this emotion: a sadness. As in, of course I have felt sadness, but never as deep as this.
The first tear reached my cheek when i saw the shape of the cloud: a love.

ho ho ho ho ho!
Fat mr.santa is here to give presents to good boys and girls!
MERRY XMAS EVERYBODY in SPORE!!!!