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Distinctions.

Have you ever felt that what you do or what you write is not based on logic at all. I have, sometimes I feel why I should. Why out of so many humans, only I am required. Surprisingly, I don't know the purpose and purpose of it all. I was only required without being allowed to complain or ask.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I, Leana, am a kid who's in high school at the end. I have done all the tasks on time, I also answered all the questions given correctly. According to true logic, I would definitely rank first in the class, no. But in fact, it didn't happen. Even my friend whose job is a lot of arrears who won the title. I didn't have a problem at first, but the more I got here I was a little upset. Why am I trying so hard not to get what I have to get. But, my friend who was relaxed even grabbed it easily. Ironic indeed.

I'm just an orphan, with no one to support me. The words I have heard most often until now are, it has been fortunate to get an education without paying a bit, so do not ask for more. Or maybe another word that says, what good is smart if the opportunity to work for you is very small. All need effort and connection, if only use the effort is free. What is needed most to live in today's times is connection. If I had said something like that, I could only look down. Against nothing, the powerful always win.

"Where? Fail again?" that question I heard immediately as soon as I walked out of the principal's room. Rita is the only person who wants to hang out and be my friend since the days of Junior High.

I breathe out slowly. "It's okay, it's this ordinary, right!" I answered back to patience. I was too lazy to hold a grudge, it was useless and only ruined my own health.

"Lea, you should have fought. Your time is being kept!" rita was upset.

"Do you want me to protest?" he continued to ask seriously.

I shook my head while laughing. "Don't fuck around, deh Rit. Instead of being heard, we are reprimanded and sanctioned later."

"Yes, but it's just fine, Lea!"

"Let's just say, don't mess around. We'll graduate and never see them again, right?!" Rita nodded softly, though still upset but Rita remained silent at the request of her friend.

"But if it's rich, don't forget me, yes Lea," Rita said.

"Wouldn't, if I really could succeed, I would make a joint effort for us. Let his richness go to you, Rit, he-he," I reply.

Speech is do'a, that's all I know. All good words must be written. Know that something is happening in the future.

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Five years passed, apparently all the words of my friend used to be true. I can say quite successful, even I can finance some orphans to support their education.

As I said, Rita and I opened up and ran a business together. Culinary businesses and small shops selling school supplies.

Rita's engaged and getting married instead of ahead, while I'm still waiting for the destined soul mate. I'm not the one in a hurry. So I just relax while I work as usual.

My hope is not grandiose, as long as a loyal and reliable partner is enough. The appearance of the umpteenth number, which is important morality and loyalty number one.