"But can you feel this magic in the air?"
- Taylor Swift
Today I'm legal. Today I turned seventeen.
Thank you God, for this seventeen years You've given me. Thank you my dearest family and friends who really stay true during the thicks and thins. At 36.5° and as a seventeen years old girl I'm officially thanking you all.
So today I woke up late and forgot my birthday. My Mom was the first physical person to say happy birthday to me (yeah I feel pity for Bunbun and some other guys who stay awake 'till 12 AM just to say happy birthday to me, but instead I'm sleeping save and sound) and then I washed my hair (just to make sure my hair looks good today, haha) I know I'm gonna be late, by my Mom insisted us to say a special birthday prayer to God. Then I went to school, realizing I'm late on the way.
I was the first person on the detention room and it was killing me. The detention room officer was fierce and angry all the time (maybe to make the Detention Room image more and more sacred) and then he got angry to me because I was daydreaming and smiling to myself when actually I was wondering how stupid I am because I forgot to bring my Personal Record Book (buku pribadi in Indonesian) and it means I would got another 10 point for that (the point of being late is 10). Maybe he felt guilty for screaming to me because afterwards he asked me kindly, "You still got the book at home, don't you?"
My homeroom teacher Mr. Andi (who was also one of the detention room officers) came in and greeted me, and said happy birthday to me, and I was like, "Ah Mister, I'm late today! I can't believe it! I got 20 points added to my records now!"
and he was like, "Oh that's okay, Jo. You should make something not ordinary on your birthday. Getting late on your birthday is good. Making something different is good. You will remember these times."
We both smiled. His advice was so... right to the point. It's my birthday after all :D
I missed the Physics subject and then I realized that I actually brought my Personal Record Book, stupid me. So I asked Bunbun to accompany me back to the detention room so my point would be returned to 10 to make things better. And it succeed, yeah! When we went back to the class, my art teacher was so juaji (umm, maybe it's translated picky in English) and she asked me (not me and Bunbun, but just me) to come back to the detention room to asked for another point because I was late on the art class. I explained to her that it was because the officer went to toilet and asked us to wait. She was still picky. I joked that if I went too much to the detention room, the officer would fall in love with me. She was still picky. I couldn't help it and I went back to the detention room, the third time in one day.
And then I was caught texting by my other Art teacher (there're two in total) when I actually wasn't texting. Yeah he said he never returned my phone and he would give it to our Headmaster. I was sobbing. He kept telling the whole class my big mistake, how I should have not touch the phone, how I was underestimating the teacher, how I this, how I that, and so on. I got tears in the corner of my eyes.
Some of the students brought the keyboard and I didn't even give a damn about it. The temptation got worse and I started crying in silence. Then my classmates burst in and sang a "Happy Birthday" song to me. Bunbun, who was missing at that time, came in and brought a brownie cake with potato sticks as the candles (there are seventeen!) and asked me to make a wish. I was crying badly. The whole class cheering for me. I was so touched, you know.
Then my girlfriends came with another surprise at the second break time. The gave me some presents and a very delicious chocolate cake. Bunbun was the one who took me to the surprise place, and her excuse was to buy a coffee candy, and I can't believe it, I actually believed her because I was sleepy and I want some coffee candy as well. There's three canteens at my school, and Bunbun directed me to one of them. And then the surprise, the cake, and the presents. And then we went to the other canteen and on a rather primitive way (I mean, by spoon and no knife) we ate the cake by half. It was delicious. I was happy today. Today maybe wasn't a fairytale like Taylor Swift told on her song, but today was my own fairytale!
Thankyou everyone! :D
