Dear Diary,
Have you ever question how your action would either change things good for the better or direct you into a path full of catastrophe? For my case, I experienced both of them. I am so plain I would say, so boring and so dull. LIFE is not really my best pal but LIFE is always giving me a plain, boring and dull response —I guess we're both civil.
When I first got into college, LIFE is still the same—plain, boring and dull. But I guess one day LIFE is feeling goofy with FAITH because they both push me to know this one person. This person that made me feel not so plain, boring or dull. I guess this is what LOVE always campaign.
But since all my life I've been so plain, boring and dull—I don't know how to be brave,confident and interesting.
I stutter when I talk, I stumble when I walk, and feel nervous when I saw— this one person, this specific person.
It all started when I was a freshman in college and this happened during the very first day of school semester.
The very first step I took inside the university's gate I was backing away like a fish out of the water. I was having a panic attack because all the nonsense scary things that I heard from the people around me about university's life suddenly was flooding inside my head. What if a person from a club will try to recruit me and forcefully makes me took part of their cruel, evil, and inhuman hazing?
Or what if the university's bully will choose me as their next victim just because I'm an easy target to begin with?
I was having a stormy thoughts that day when a warm hand was gently touching my arm and was telling something I can't comprehend nor hear. The first thing that I noticed from this person was his blondish-brownish hair and his brownish-blackish eyes that filled with worry and confusion.
"Hey.. Hey... It's okay even though I don't know what's wrong with you but anyway it's okay ..you're okay."
And just like that. My whole attention was on this person. When I tell you I find the usual romantic first encounter introduction cliche, but all I feel that day was nothing cliche but peace—an endless peace.
When I was calm, he also looked relaxed despite a little worry creeping silently inside his eyes. He warmly smile and was saying something I don't understand because my mind was thinking how beautiful he was with that kind of smile on his face. I was mentally stunned how beautiful he was.
He suddenly wave at me and was walking ahead with a girl who seems scolding him for I don't know the reason.
"How many times I told you Samuel to put a sunscreen on your sensitive ass skin?"
I think I was kinda in love?
With Samuel...
