Ready or Not

So, hey, everyone who read this.

I don’t know how to start this because it was a super-long-time ago since I last posted here. I’ve had a writer block for blog and stuff I should’ve finished write from last week but I didn’t since I had to study for midterm! I really hate studying for one night before, but studying in school isn’t really helping when I could only understand what the teacher explains for fifteen minutes. And what happen next? BOOM. No need to explain.

No, I didn’t being overreacted to everything that had happened to my life, but lately, things been go hard and in a fast move and I can’t really think about that over and over. I guess, it is a part of growing up. I guess, I just learned to think the best way to solve something wrong fast, because life isn’t full of thinking, it’s full of doing.

It’s the second semester of eight grades and being eight grades is such a good thing. I mean you’re in the middle, and it’s a good time to relax because you’re adapted to middle school and you’re not as busy as ninth grade. But realizing, the second semester is nearly over for us is really break my mood sometimes. I mean, here we are and some months later we’re gonna be ninth grade, we’re gonna dealing with books and everything. I don’t really know what is it in your country but, in Indonesia, we have some kind of national exam for elementary school, middle school, and high school in the end before you get graduated. The exam’s result is used for register into the next grade of school. But I’ve heard things about to change starting this year so I’ve heard there might be no national exam anymore, so I was hoping it to be true. I mean, really, do I need to explain more? Who wants exam?

Enough for the exam thingy.

Lately I’ve been watching things from different side and I realized how I didn’t appreciate what is there. I started to appreciate and enjoy this moment but I blamed myself for not realizing it earlier. The thing is I don’t wanna get apart from people in my class. Grazternine, the way we called us. Yeah, I know, living a life should be moving forward but I just can’t imagine a day of going to school without them! Isn’t that sound crazy? What’s even crazier than that is the fact that sooner or later, time would separate us apart. And we’d only have a bit time to reunite for every year we passed without having each other in a class.

And the thing is I would never be ready to get a farewell with them. Well, fine, we’re still gonna meet, but come on! We’re not gonna be in the same class in high school! We’re not even gonna go to the same high school. We all gonna be spread over, and not gonna see each other more than weeks. And it sucks. I know, I haven’t face high school but still, I’ll never gonna be ready for that especially when I have all of them as like my own family. People said, “You would get tons of friends in high school, I really can’t wait for graduating!”  But what happened to me? I want to be graduated with good scores, no red scores, but I can’t lose them. Childish, huh?

Fine, but what if the class I’ll get for high school isn’t the same with this?

What I’m trying to say is, I really am not ready for getting far away from them and not in a class with them. I still have more than a year so, let’s have fun before it’s too late for us to get times together!

P.S.: My classmates and I are doing school art project. It's painting on the wall and make some kind of quote on a board with decorations. After we done with them, I'll post the pics! xx