[ENGLISH] Dear Mira : 15 Years After Tomorrow

[EPS 2] School Life

The first day of junior high school at the age of thirteen didn't go so smoothly.  First of all I was late for class and forgot to greet the teacher.  Second I couldn't go home sooner because my pick up was late.  It's been a very boring day.  But not until a woman came and spoke to me.

(ehh? you're not home yet?) The girl who spoke to me is called Nadine, she is the student council head in our school.  We don't even know each other that well.

(Not yet sis, my pick-up is still on the way)

(ouh can I sit next to you? By the way don't call me by the nickname "sis" because we are the same age, just call me Nadine)

(ooh okay, my name is Dylan)

(Dylan? Your name looks familiar, are you Dylan who often wins the quiz contest?!)

(yes....if you want to call me that)

(may I know your study secret?!)

(gosh why are you excited to know that?)

(I also want to win the competition..)

(nothing special about my learning method, I just read and repeat)

(oh ok thanks for the suggestion)

Our conversation continued until my picker finally arrived.  Nadine is a very sweet girl, smart and passionate about something.  No wonder she was chosen to be the head of the school's student council.  I appreciate that.  After I got home I went to my room to change clothes and summarized what I had learned at school, is that a friend?  no... I just noted down the knowledge things that might come out in the oral exam.  After my resume I was confused about what I should or want to do next.  I always think about Mira, and is what I'm doing enough to impress her?  And what happens if she sees my pimple?  I have to change my attitude to get rid of this pimple.  I tried many methods to remove acne from my young face.  My parents advised me not to interfere with the teenage process for me, they did that because the acne would go away with age.  But... the sooner the better I guess... I tried and tried again.  In the end, these pimples go away naturally.  I almost used half of my savings just to apply lotion.  The face problem has been fixed, what's lacking in your opinion... how about strength?  am i strong enough?  yes....maybe I try aerobics.  Looks like I don't need muscle mass gain.  I don't like being big.

The odd midterms were a big boulder in my way.  There I couldn't prepare enough study time and I can't even remember the last time I opened a book.  I'm too busy with my obligations at home and in society.  I was chosen to be the head of the youth organization because I was considered to have above average attitude and intelligence.  Not only that, I was also chosen to be the caretaker of a mosque near my house that needed the help of young people to help.  However, seeing friends of my age who could be considered not really carrying out the task by being disobedient and disrespectful.  My parents didn't force me to carry out all the tasks, but this was a golden opportunity to get closer to God Almighty.  A lot of people especially people who are older than me rely on me, it kind of frustrates me and is afraid of letting them down.  They seem to not believe in their own children, even though they themselves are the ones who make their children become like that.  Many children my age even younger than me fall into the bad side.  By participating in wild racing, drunkenness and stealing.  It bothered me.  One day I met a gang leader who was famous for being merciless in his fights with his opponents.  Seeing his burly self, full of tattoos on his hands and back as well as his red hair made me tremble a little.  However, something unexpected happened.  The gang leader called out to me in a threatening tone.

(Hey you)

(Yep?)

(You are the child I always compare to, right?)