Chapter IV: Survived

 Chapter 4; almost done. 

Junior High School is coming to an end. I've learned so many things, breakdown many nights, survived many hell weeks, laugh with my friends, experience new things, boost my confidence, found my talents, have done many embarrassing moments, and more. Everything is almost done. 

Those jammings.

Those role plays and performance tasks took out some of our talents and skills.

Those vacant classes, and were getting yelled at 'cause were too noisy. 

Those fights and troubles we've been through.

Lockdown starts.

Modular learning takes place. 

Everything changed. 

From extroverts to introverts. 

From confident to shy.

From "I don't care" to having social anxiety.

Then limited face-to-face was finally unveiled.

Overthinking.

Anxiety. 

But then, these friends start treating each other well.

Slowly, expressing each other's feelings.

Slowly, getting comfortable around each other.

Supports each other.

Hype each other.

Made crazy memories.

School ended, and we keep in touch.

Learned that we will be separated to each other.

Meeting new friends.

They're nice.

I easily got comfortable around my seatmates on the first day of school. 

Getting to know each other.

End up being friends.

We then again separated seats.

I got to meet new friends again.

I got comfortable again.

But then, I started feeling unwell.

Always tired and dizzy and can barely breath. 

They got worried.

I still manage.

Decided to go see a doctor.

 I was diagnosed with two diseases.  

Some of my teachers knew it.

Sometimes I need to drink my medicines at school.

They got curious.  

And again.

I got a foot injury, for six months. 

The first two months was tough.

But I got over it, I'm healing. 

After performing in front of many people for hip-hop dance, and won twice. 

I regained confidence.

After getting treated by my friend just like that. 

I really learned a lot in that only friendship I once cried.

After I was given a chance to perform a cheer dance with Maxwell as one and won again.

And those times we're going home from school at night. 

The efforts, the memories, those unbeatable moments, those unexpected sets of new friends, how we trust each other, those sleepless nights, and our experiences that made our bond to be stronger. It's really hard thinking we need to separate from each other. I'm not yet ready to be apart from them. I'm scared. Time runs too quickly, that we can't even stop the swords of the clock for us to spend more time together. But maybe, this is also what we need. Rest. Relax. I may not be the best version of me now, but still I tried and give my very best. Indeed, time really flies when you are in a place you're meant to be. And my memories with Maxwell will always remain priceless. 

It's funny how we sometimes just bump into each other and then become part of each other's journey. It was indeed hard to say hello for the first time and gonna be saying goodbye for the last. But I will always remember that "EVERYTHING IS WELL, WITH MAXWELL"