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Kamis, 29 Desember 2011

Hot And Cold - Part 1

Cause you're hot then you're cold
You're yes then you're no
You're in then you're out
You're up then you're down
You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up

Wow, what a great song. I'm sure you know this Katy Perry's hit. I really love that song, that's so me. I'm talking about my boy friend, he always change his mind every single time. You will know what I mean when you meet him.
Ouh, I forget something. Let me introduce my self. I'm Amanda, Amanda Smith. Sometimes I wanna change my name become Amanda Smooth so all of the people will treat me well 'cause I'm smooth, haha. But it's okay, I love my name, 'Cause I'm the Smith.

By the way, you should meet my family first. I live in my grandmother's house with my grandma, my uncle and his two noisy daughters. Actually I just stay there when I have to go to school, 5 days in a week. And for weekend I will stay in my real home with my parents. My nieces are horrible, seems like they can't live without messing my life. But it's alright I just don't care about them. It's my life, everything they wanna do, WHATEVER..

Wait, I'm not gonna talk too much about them, it's my 3rd anniversary day with my lovely boyfriend, Fred. Freddy Thompson is my boyfriend since 3 years ago.
It reminds me with our story.


I was in 7 grade, I didn't know who's Fred. But we knew each other when we walked home together after the school. One day he texted me.
Hi., Amanda.
 Ya, started with just hi then we keep texting until the day he told me about his feeling. But I just kind of  felt so weird. I was so mean, I rejected him, by texting.

Not a good start I think. But he's still trying. When I was in 8 grade, I had a boyfriend named Jack Trish. Actually, I didn't have any feeling with him, and I didn't know that he was a bad guy. I realized that when he moved to other city. We were still texting and calling, but after 5 months it was changed. Fred, he suddenly appeared again. I heard he had a girlfriend, but he said that was wrong. He knew that I had a boyfriend, but he was still chasing me.

I was on my way walk to go home after my English course and he suddenly appeared with his motorcycle and offered me a ride.

Hey, Amanda. Need a ride? 
Ya, Of course. thank's.

That was the beginning. You know I used to walk to go home after school. One day when I had to do my art project with my art group and so I had to go home a little bit late than usually. And you know what? He came to my class and offer a ride, again.

Hi, Amanda.
 Hey Fred, what are you doing here?
 Need a ride to go home? I think your project is done.
 Ya., Of course. But, how do you that I'm here?
 I just know it. haha
Yes, he's weird. And he always came to offer a ride and I always accepted it. Not only that, he also wanted to pick me up to school. What a nice guy.
But, wait. A month, texting, pick me up, and became so nice to me. I thought  liked him but I still had a boyfriend. So, I decided to break up with Jack, and I forget what was my reason 'cause I really didn't get any feeling.
And guess what, me and Fred, in 9 grade, we made a commitment to have relationship. But who cares with my relationship.

Amanda......!! Breakfast......!!

Oh My God, I'm almost late. That's my mom is calling me. I have to go to school. I'm really excited with to day, and I think I mentioned about my 3rd anniversary.

I think I'm gonna skip breakfast mom. I'm almost late. Bye, I love you.
 But, wait, Amanda....!
 See ya mom..

Wow, I really wanna meet Fred. I wanna know what will he say to me. Does he remember about this day?
Hey, that's Fred. Perfect time.

Fred...!
 Hi..

Wait, just "Hi" ?
Okay, it's almost 10 minutes together. We're walking together to the class right now and he doesn't even say a word to me. Oh God, Did he forget about today.?
I can't believe it, but no problem, I'll wait.
TIME TO GO HOME
 Oh My God, it's time to go home but he said nothing about this anniversary. How could he do this to me.
Argh..

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