The Power of Words

Have you ever had those days when you just don’t feel like getting up from the bed, going out from your house, meeting all those people out there? May it be for the fear of being asked “what’s wrong” or even the seemingly simple question of “how are you?” Maybe, the question is so simple yet the answer is impossible to comprehend. How do you explain in words the feeling of emptiness?  Not disappointed, not sad, not happy, and definitely not in the mood of explaining yourself. Often when that’s the case, we choose to answer “I’m fine” with the best effort of faking a smile just to stop them from asking. Because they simply won’t understand.  Worse, if we start to explain, then they will just stay being clueless and offer cliché responds that doesn’t make anything better. So we smile, we laugh, we let ourselves be carried away in the middle of nonsense conversation and jokes, hoping that when we get alone all over again, the emptiness has gone away...

New school year means new class. New class, for me, means a whole other world or to be exact nightmare. I can't even begin to describe what i feel when I see his name on the same paper as mine! I prayed and prayed that God wouldn’t punish me like this. Putting me in the same class with him is pure cruelness. I swear I’m gonna curse all the crazy teachers and staffs in this rotten school. Ugh, seeing his name gives me a foul mood. How the hell am i going to get through this year? He has always been annoying to me. I was once in the same class with him, a few years back. Funny thing is that I found him rather cute initially. He’s quite handsome but God, his laziness is beyond measure despite the fact that he is a very smart kid. We just know right away that some people are smart in our class right? He’s that type of guy. But he is super duper lazy that he barely study at all. What’s annoying is that he still gets good score effortlessly. One thing that annoys me more than his lazine...

"Watch it you fool," that was the first thing he has ever said to me, when I accidentally tripped on my shoes while holding a tray of lemonade and spilled it all over him.              "Shit," I managed to let out before I realized that I just ruined my first day at work. Hearing my boss - well, my cousin, who persuaded my parents that it was a good thing for me to spent my summer working, screw that - cleared his throat, I immediately knew what I needed to do             "My apologize sir, I will bring you a new one," I said while trying to wiped some lemonade out of him with a piece of tissue.  "Don't touch me, Chrissy," he said it in a way that indicated that he was a very respected man and also a cruel one. Never thought that simple words could hurt so badly. I let go of my hands before I uttered out what could be the stupidest thing I ever sa...