The Diary Rere

Nine

MOS SMP 45 lasts approximately a week. The atmosphere is so vibrant and full of joy. For the first time I could see an open romance story before my eyes that was being freely displayed. Yes, I saw some upperclassmen ‘ dating’; friendly gazes at each other, holding hands, and walking together as lovers. In my heart, I want to feel it too.

There are two pairs of lovers that I remember much to envy those who see. The first couple is an older sister who is a basketball child named Fadli with a PMR child named Audona. I think they are very suitable and harmonious. Ka Fadli with his stature is not too high but agile when on the court, very adept at dribbling and shooting basketball, and, coupled with her sweet black skin adds to Ka Fadli's charm among the unyu-unyu class siblings. While ka Audona has clean white skin, slim body, and breasts that contain. Although Ka Audona's hair gimbal expands like a 2-week sampoan, it doesn't diminish her charm in our eyes.

If Ka Audona and Ka Fadli are 8th grade couples, which is only 1 year above us, one more pair that also attracts a lot of eye pairs is a 9th grade couple, and the other pair is a class couple, that was very old to me and unreachable. Ka Keenan Sudirja with Ka Suli. Ka Keenan Sudirja commonly called ‘Kesu’. During MOS, Ka Kesu and Ka Suli are often highlighted because of their togetherness that is clearly visible in our eyes, especially the two of them are members of OSIS. Like Ka Fadli and Ka Audona, Ka Kesu and Ka Suli also make a matching pair. They were like they were made for each other. With an equally high stature, Ka Kesu with his looks like men in the anime is able to make Ka Suli who blaster knee-jerk. Ka Kesu's only one deficiency is a snub nose. While I think Ka Suli is perfect, her body is tall but full, her hair is brownish black, and of course her nose is sharp.

Besides being engrossed in observing couples who are fluttering during MOS, I was also very happy when Demo Day took place. Demo Day is a day where all extracurriculars in Junior High School 45 are displayed in the main field. ‘Demo’ is short for ‘Demonstrasi’. Exclusions featured in Junior High School 45 such as basketball, futsal, and paskibra became the most awaited exkul appearance because from year to year famous very slick.

Basketball and futsal of course consists of talented guys and often also sweet and handsome. They showed a good playing skill that made our eyes (read: me) focus on their faces and muscles that are formed due to frequent exercise. While some of my friends who are men of course daydreaming can be like those who have good skills and dare to appear on the main court and be noticed by hundreds of pairs of eyes.

I myself choose to participate in PMR excretion with a very hilarious reason if remembered again. The reason I joined PMR was because I wanted to be a doctor. Funny right? Such an innocent reason. The dream of becoming a doctor did not come from the bottom of my heart. Being a doctor was my father's dream after seeing the results of the Kindergarten psychotes that gave me several career recommendations based on my abilities and personality. When I was little, when I was asked what my goals were, I always remembered my father's words that I was going to be a doctor. Plus, when class 5 Elementary I was successfully selected to be “Dokcil” or Doctor Cilik whose job is to keep watch every Monday behind the ceremony line to see and help teachers deal with students who are dizzy or fainted. Then if there are students who walk to the back of the line and sit in the courtyard, we Dokcil will swiftly convert them to the UKS to be given first aid: applying eucalyptus oil to the temple, their noses, and navels, of course, with the permission of our patients. My struggle to find ‘my own ideals’ will vault another time. In essence, the choice of my father's ideals to me as a child has a huge influence on my interests and choices now.

I signed up for the PMR excrement, as did Jani and Aira. Somehow my memory of them is very vague, all I can remember is that even though we are one school and one excrement, the friendship between us is completely finished. I don't know what the reason is. I remember the day when all the new 7th graders joined the PMR excretory on Saturday, the day that is usually used by various excreta to gather and exercise. That day I was so afraid and hesitant to enter the main square, where the PMR children were gathered. I don't care at all to meet a lot of people, especially there must be a moment of introduction. I felt like I wanted to run away, ride the bike and go back home with my dad on Saturday.

But still, as long as I was a member of PMR many fun moments happened. For the first time, I honed my courage to speak in public, meet and get acquainted with new friends & seniors, and know a little bit of knowledge about the PMR-sight. On February 23, 2014 we participated in a stretcher and first aid (PP) race. Muni and I (one of the PMR members) became one of the teams representing PMR SMP 45 in the PP race. I remember once at the race I was so clumsy and stupid, totally unfit to participate, but somehow I was chosen to accompany Muni to the race. At the end, we certainly didn't win the race, but what makes me remember that day is that we didn't bring the cup, in the afternoon when we came home and reached school, suddenly my head was covered in water and sprinkled with flour. I got a surprise birthday. I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything, but I finally dissolved into the happiness that my friends and seniors made by pranking me on my birthday.