As I bleed, people smile
As I crawl, people laugh
As I die, people cries
because of the death of nobody.

Yesterday I went out with my best friends from my high school days. It’s been so long since we spent time together, and as expected, yesterday we had a really fun time together. First, we met at one of my friend’s home, then went out to eat pizza, and then took some photos in Gedung Sate, one of old building at my town. At first we wanted to go to the museum, but that was Saturday, and the museum closed early. Yesterday we laughed sooo much, reminiscing all the times we had since we became friends 5 and half years ago, in the good times and bad times we had as friends. I nearly couldn’t stop my smiles LOL.
Six of us had been friends since high school, but we went to different colleges. Three of them are in the same college, but they are at different faculties. The faculties they are in are visual design, chemistry, and material science and engineering. Other two of my friends went to different colleges, and they take civil engineering and dentistry as their major.
Honestly, I nearly forgot how good it is spending time together with them. Because all of us are not that rich, we went one place to another using public transportation, we ate cheap foods, didn’t spend too much money, but we were happy. Reminding all of this, I couldn’t help but compare them with my friends at my faculty. Most of them are rich, and when we went out together, the feelings are...different.
I respect all of my best friends from my highschool. Struggling with their own way, not just spending money from their rich parents like there’s no other day. Of course I don’t want to lie to myself, sometimes I like that too, spending too much money for something unimportant. But I believe some of my friends in my faculty never experience how to be poor, haha. It’s not that we are ‘that’ poor, but we’re not THAT rich. Sometimes I’m tired at how spendthrift they are. honestly, once i didn’t agree at what my close friends in my faculty said when we were discussing about people who demonstrate because of the increase of gasses and oil prices. Since then, I always thought, how people’s mind and principle can be influenced strongly by environment where they are living.
I want to live like my friends from highschool, not like this. But, if i always think like that, when will I grow? When will I become mature? I don’t want surender just because of some obstacles!
I want to be more than this. I want to be someone. I want to use all of my strength to be more clever. I want to catch all of the opportunity I’ve been missed out. I want to live my life better than before. I want to be mature. I want to struggle, I want to achieve something. I want to have better life.I don’t want to only mourn, but do something so that I can be SOMEONE. Sometimes I feel that i’m useless. I’m not using all of my brain capacity, just playing around and never really learn.
I want to be like them. I want to be
someone.
Please God, help me.