This Kind of Blue

-English Version-

It takes a minute to have a crush to someone.

An hour to like someone.

And a day to love someone.

But it takes alife time to... forget someone

(Kahlil Gibran)

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This story began when I was in the SHS (Senior High School). It is my story. My love story. It is like a crying kid that ask for a cotton candy to his mother, it is like my love to someone out there. Yeah, pure.

There is none of my friends care about my love story before. But, when they find a real clue of my relationship, they were yelling at me everyday. Firstly, I did not care about it anymore. But, in the end I miss that moment so much. The moment when he smiles at me. The moment when my friends was yelling at me. The moment when my and his face turn into red because ashamed on everyone in the class. Well, I know I miss him so much.

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It started out as a feeling

Which then grew into a hope

Which then turned into a quiet thought

Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder

'til it was a battle cry

I'll comeback when you call me

No need to say goodbye

(Regina Spektor - The Call)

July, 2010

It is second semester in my study program in senior high school. My friend and I am still standing on the grass field. Ou, yes! We are following a flag ceremony. I was paying attention to the teacher's corner. There is something strange. There are 6 persons unfamiliar. They are 2 women and 4 men. Are they new teachers? But, hey, we have no any information about that before. Hm.. we will see then.

In the end of the ceremony, our headmaster announce us to still waiting on the field. He wants us to listen his information about 6 new teachers at my school. Counseling teacher, English teacher, Geography teacher, Physics teacher, Indonesian teacher and Art teacher. And then, our headmaster asks them to introduce themselves to us.

The new Physic teacher is an oldest one than the other. He is about 32 years old, I think. He tells us that he is a married man with 2 children; 1 son and 1 daughter. He came from Medan, so he is Bataknese, and we can see it from his face. Well, honestly he looks like an anger man. He is tall and fat enough. I mean he is not really tall as same as he is not really fat. I think he is about 70-80 kg.

The new Counseling and English teacher are from Palembang. They are so beautiful. The English teacher is more taller than the Counseling teacher, but they have the same long and straight black hair. The Art teacher is from Palembang, too. He is tall enough and he has white skin. He looks so nervous when he introduce his self. I know it from his gesture; he always combs his hair in about 1 time in each 5 minutes. I also guess that he will be my Art teacher in this semester.

The new Indonesian teacher is a Javanese man. He is coming from Yogyakarta. My friends shouting at him so loud, "are you married?". And he looks so shy. In the other side, the Geographic teacher is originally from Bangka and his house is not far away from my school.