especially :)

sengaja nih gue ngeblog malem2. haha.
gue mau ngeblog tentang temen super sahabat gue yang namanya Andrew Reinhart.
FYI, hari ini dia ulang tahun loh, happy birthday ya :)
sebenernya gue bingung sih mau nyeritain apaan tentang dia. tapi karena dia ulang tahun, dan gue tidak bisa ngasih apa2 (maaf ya, haha), jadi gue mau nge-post tentang dia.

kenapa dia bisa jadi super sahabat gue?
pertama, dia baik.
kedua, dia ngerti gue.
ketiga, dia selalu ada buat gue.
keempat, dia bisa jaga rahasia.
kelima, dia peduli sama gue.
keenam, dia selalu bisa buat gue seneng.
dan ketujuh, dia selalu bisa buat gue senyum :)

gue bersyukur banget bisa punya sahabat kyk dia, meskipun banyak yang bilang dia itu ngeselin, banyak bacot, dll. tapi menurut gue, di sisi lain dia itu orang yang baik. sangat baik.
gue kenal dia itu dari kelas 8. karena kelas 7 ga sekelas, gue jadi ga kenal sama dia. dia juga bukan anak SD gue. pas masuk 8A, dia itu demen banget ngata2in orang. mulai dari awrel sampe alvin. pertamanya sih gue sebel sama nih anak, 'kok kayaknya bacot banget ya?' tapi pertanyaan itu udah ga ada lagi semenjak gue mulai smsan sama dia. berawal dari satu EF, dan waktu itu bokapnya nganterin dia sama saudara kembarnya ke EF dan salah masuk ke kelas gue, gue jadi sering smsan sama dia, nyeritain hal2 konyol yang bisa dianggap gak penting, dan coba aja waktu itu dia gak sms gue, gue gak bakal ninggalin kelas 8A dengan sangat sedih, terus, gue juga gak bakal bisa punya sahabat lucu yang selalu bisa buat gue senyum kayak dia, mungkin.
semakin kesini, semakin kerasa gimana baiknya dan beruntungnya gue bisa punya sahabat kyk dia :)

gue sering ngatain dia 7 dan akhirnya dia jadi suka angka 7. di 8a, kalo ada guru/anak/siapapun yang nyebut 7, pasti gue langsung selalu inget dia. dia juga tanda tangan di balik foto kelas 8A dan nulis 'Remember me when you hear 7' hahaha :) apalagi kalo lab biologi, gue pasti selalu ngatain dia, haha, dia kan partner lab biologi gue sama david, jadi tinggal ngomong pasti dia langsung senyum2 gitu. haha. dia juga punya ketawa yang hampir mirip sama ketawa kembarannya, Andre. lucu deh kalo dia ketawa, haha. gue sama dia sahabatan dari 15 februari 2009, yang berarti bulan ini setengah tahun :D dan karena itu juga gue jadi suka angka 15. udah banyak banget hal2 yang gue ceritain ke dia, mulai dari keluarga, sekolah, temen, dan lain lain.

yah, tapi sekarang kita udah kelas 9. dan gue gak sekelas lagi sama dia. dan SMA juga nanti kayaknya ga bareng. jadi ini bisa dibilang tahun terakhir gue satu sekolah sama dia. jadi bkal jarang denger ketawanya, bakal jarang liat senyumnya dia, dan juga bakal jarang banget ngatain dia 7. yah tapi gpp deh,
persahabatan itu kan ga bakal bisa dipisahin sama jarak dan waktu (apaan coba).

semoga, persahabatan gue sama dia bisa selamanya :) gue sama livia udah 11 tahun sahabatan dan sama chelle udah 8 tahun sahabatan, meskipun gue sama andrew baru mau stengah tahun sahabatan, tapi gue tetep seneng kok :)

last word,
makasih ya buat semuanya :)
maaf cuma ini aja yang bisa gue tulis buat lo.


yang senang punya sahabat sepertimu,
Ivon :)

this is a must read :'(

10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!”. She said “thanks” and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too…` I thought to my self, and I cried.

sedih banget :'(