Dreaminations
The dandelions 1

~Dandelions~

I started talking a lot, started being an active kid, had a lot of friends and so on.

Not only that, I also want a change with the grades in school.

So I started also by learning to improve my grades, I became a nerd, I knew my brain wasn't that good, once or twice I read where I could understand right away, so I tried even harder. So that I can understand the material better than before.

Even the judgment of people to me changed quickly, I looked like a child with a look of judes, because of the look of my gloomy face and my sharp gaze, coupled with me being quiet when meeting new people.

But take it easy, when you know me, then my dilapidated soul will come out on its own.

I still wonder why, someone judge too early about myself and others.

They just say words like

"You're a very pendiem's son"

I bought: ⁇ ️👄️️

"Terusss, when I first got to kayak"

🤸🤸👻👺🙉💃💥💃🤸👻👺

"Huhhhh?!?!!!" 🤼🤾

It remains a mystery in itself.

Maybe it's because I'm a hard kid to socialize and talk to new people a little bit, plus my brain's loding.

A lot of wrong judgments were thrown at me, but I enjoyed them while not crossing normal limits.

Not bad is said to be "judes", "silent/introvert", "bodo amatan" and "cheret".

Judes doesn't mean you can't be friendly.

Silent it's not plain, okay.

There must be careful with a quiet child, he can be a player.

Tend the quiet child is more aware of the situation, more able to judge someone by just looking at his behavior, he can read your next goal by paying attention to your movements, the most can observe in silence, ygy.

Introverted children do not mean they do not want to make friends, but they are afraid of being wrong to talk or the like, they wait for their interlocutors who talk first, introverted children do not like awkward atmosphere and crowds, and they are not happy, it drains their energy.

They want to have friends, but they will be better if they meet with friends who are in frequency. Because according to him, people who are in frequency with him are more able to communicate.

Someone who bodoamatan tend not necessarily not to care about each other, but they are very familiar with the condition.

They feel that they can not help but just fear will make trouble runyam added.

But if he could, he would really help. Usually people who look bodoamat he more often give simple attention. And again they can position which ones are their problems and which ones are the problems of others.

Lastly he who is usually quiet turned into a chatty means he has a concern for someone, eating him chatty, but this attitude will be shown to people who he considers important.

So try not to judge someone by their cover, see also the contents.

Not that you should not judge the cover first just see the contents.

However, you will be interested in seeing the cover first, only then will you be able to assess the content in it.

"KRYING... KRINGGGS...KRINGGS...."

"Ahh bel it turns out, my head hurts"

sebari trying to raise the body scattered on the table.

A man is seen coming from the door open wide, with neat clothes and a body that contains, not to forget the eyes simlenya when entering the classroom, but those eyes were like chameleons that could instantly change anytime and anywhere, turning terrifying.

~Pak Gong~

And it turns out he was Mr. Gong a math teacher.

Time to learn MATH😵.

"GOOD MORNING MASTER!" all the disciples stood up and said their greetings.

"Good morning, please sit down" said the teacher, placing his long ruler on the table.

Lesson begins

"last week, where did the material go??"

"until.....~~~"

~tik tok tik tok~

"KRYINGG .... CRINGGG .... CRINGG ...."

The break bell rings.

"Well kids let's go, you can ask Dianna about the task you gave me, good morning" Mr. Gong spoke as he tidied up his belongings on the table and left the class.

"Good Teacher" said all the students in the class.

After that I felt that I was being stared at with dozens of eyes after Mr. Gong said that sentence, because when the lesson took place I quickly understood the material it provided and several times answered the problem correctly.

A lot of questions were directed at me.

"Dianna that task..."

"And what's this about..??"

"Within..."

"Yes..."

"it's her work..."

"This one is gini, right..??"

"if this one?.."

"Dinn....?"

"Tasks..."

"the answer is dong.."

"no 1 to 10 what?"

I answered all their questions one by one.

"Okey so this is it......."💦

"yes, this is gini..."💫

"No 1 to 10 ask your mama there...😒"

___________Rip Dianna______________

"Arghh ahkirnya they go also😭😵"

lie down on a table and breathe out slowly and get up and stretch.💫

I've been like a very soft tofu.

syhuut- ⁇ ️

"Eh..." I looked to the side.👀

I feel like I'm being watched by someone.

But there was no one in the class other than the boy.

"Where might he notice me, right?" In my mind seperated with the face of self-defeating ignorance.

"All right, just my thoughts" In a small voice.

"The dianna spirit can certainly" in a small voice but with a large movement.🐽

"👀" "🌚"

___________

I read the book and ate the bread in my hand. I'm really focused on learning.

On the other hand, I also joke with my friends more often. Play and so on.

This is really fun.

Until the time to go home from school. It all went by so pleasantly that I forgot that I was slumped for passing by again.

Everything goes on like that...

I would rather spend time at school than at home. At home I just feel the pressure.

Feeling that the place would make me remember the mass, I felt that I would be suffocated. At times it will fall into the sea of darkness.

But at school it was different, it was all so much fun, even I felt like the real me was at school.

It is undeniable that I, at night, find it difficult to fall asleep, my brain continues to speak.

I don't know how to stop the brain from talking things that hurt my heart.

Until I fell asleep on my own, when I fell asleep, I didn't even realize I was asleep.

When I woke up my eyes felt very heavy and like there were thousands of grains of sand in my eyes.

I don't feel like I'm sleeping at all.

It was like I was just closing and opening my eyes.

My days revolve around it, like getting up early, taking a shower, getting ready for school, playing, studying, going home, taking another shower, cleaning the house, and sleeping. Wake up again and next.

From the beginning and back to the beginning.

I feel my life is getting empty.

"why is it like that.?" lying on the bed trying to fall asleep.

Then late at night....

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