My Birth Month

This is going to be another rambling post as I'm not super inspired right now, but there've been some things on my mind that I'd love to write, as well he he he...

1. When I woke up this morning, it was half white again. It's been snowing on and off since this morning. When the larger snowflakes fall down in rapid succession, it makes me feel as though the sky has shed some dandruff hi hi hi hi...Yeah, I know it's a yucky analogy, but it DOES make me feel that way ha ha ha...I think snow is MARVELLOUS!!!! Though my Brit friend said that maybe after I had lived here for a while, I'd get sick and tired of snow HE HE HE HE...God, PLEASE let me keep this enthusiasm all my life, I'm BEGGING YOU!!! ^__________________^

2. Frasypoo's story entitled "Teenage Angst" took me back in time. Ever since I started going to school, everybody kept on giving me this "clever girl" title. My neighbours, my schoolmates' parents, my relatives. I don't know what it is about me that gives off that kind of aura. For me, personally, it's a burden. Especially when one or two teachers decided to focus on me for some reason. They expected MORE from me. I always felt bad whenever they had that kind of expectation from me, especially if other students realized the teacher's attention. NOOOOOOOOO!!! I HATE being in the spotlight!!! I always wanna get rid of all those bright lights away from me...awaaayyyyy he he he...

However, I don't mind at all being considered a "bookworm" (most of my life it's been one of my nicknames). I love misleading people (well, not on purpose, 'coz basically they misled themselves by judging a book from its cover he he he he...).

In Junior High School, that particular school had one special system for us. There were about 6 classes per grade (so there'd be for example classes 1A, 1B, 1C, 1D, 1E, 1F) and there would be around 40 kids per classroom. Yeah, lots of students indeed!!! That particular school ranked the kids from one to 240 and grouped them according to their ranks on the last semester of each grade. So, if your rank is 30 at the end of the second semester of the first grade, then you'll probably be grouped in the first classroom, along with the other "clever" kids. If your rank is 230, then you'll probably be grouped in the last classroom. Everybody knew this at that school. The first grade I belonged to the second classroom, whereas on the second and third grade, I belonged to the first classroom. So what? Just because I got good grades doesn't mean that I know EVERYTHING about ANYTHING, right?

Good thing about this kind of grouping is that everybody in my classroom was considered "bookworms" by other students in other classrooms, so we were fine being "bookworms". That helped us a lot when we went to High School and university. My closest friends and I didn't mind being an "unpopular" group. Mind you that in our schools back then there weren't really a distinct separation, though. So don't imagine a scene from any Hollywood teenage movies he he he...Since we had to wear uniforms, so there was no fashion competition nor competition about "who's got laid already?". Teenage pregnancy was and still is a taboo in my country. So we're "safe" at least in those departments, though my friend says that there are more free sex happening in High Schools in Indonesia these days then back in our days.

Anyway, I just wanna say that I don't mind being considered a bookworm. One funny incident happened in university and I would NEVER forget that. My campus friends and I decided to flunk out of skip out a certain class back then and one girl who belonged to the same class as we were, upon seeing us leave the building towards the parking lot, screamed, "What? You're not going to come to class, Amel? Hey, people, Amel is flunking out of skipping out the class!" She made it into such a big deal that I couldn't help laughing he he he he... (side note: LS has just made me realize that I'd mixed up the skipping out with flunking out. THANKS A LOT, LS, for the correction!!!)

Well, I did flunk skip out a few classes with my campus friends 'coz the classes weren't that important, but we never did it too often 'coz after all, we couldn't be absent for more than 25% of the whole semester. Otherwise they wouldn't let us have the exams he he he...

I guess for me, I prefer being underestimated to being overestimated. I just don't like the feeling of being crushed by someone's expectation of me. I do like getting confirmations that I've been doing something right or well, but I've experienced some teachers or lecturers focusing too much on me that it made me feel totally uncomfortable. It stifled me!!! Let me be free from that burden, please he he he he he...Gladly now I'm done with my studies. ;-D

How about you? What do you feel or react when you're underestimated or when you're being overestimated? Any specific experiences?

3. Here are two prewedding pics that my brother sent me the other day he he he...He's got a new haircut and his girlfriend's also dyed her hair he he he...The pics are small 'coz he resized them. He's still using a modem so if he sends too many BIG pics, it's gonna cost a lot for him (esp. the phone bill!!!).

I can't wait for next March when my friend comes back home to Indonesia. I've asked my brother to burn his prewedding and wedding CD/video for me and then give them to my friend so that she can send them to me from Germany HE HE HE HE HE...It's cheaper and safer that way! ;-D YIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAA!!!!