Busy... busy... busy...

Hi, reader! How’s it going? Hope you’re fine and always in health condition. Busy… busy… busy… that word is filling my head right now. Because of that I can’t post my blog regularly. You know, it’s a school day. Although we still have our precious Sunday, but I think that’s too short for us to have some fun. When Monday comes, we will start our material again at school and for the normal student like me will feel tired of that. Hahaha…

I never post anything to the blog because of some reason. They are :

1.        Haven’t get anything to tell yet

2.        No inspiration

3.        No innovation

4.        No time

5.        BUSY!!!

Those are all my problems. Still don’t know how to solve all of them. But, actually my big problem is the fifth. It’s busy. Yes, I’m busy. Of course I am, because now I’m a ninth grade student and will face the National Examination. But, because I tell you the biggest problem is busy, I won’t explain only about my busy-problem. I will explain the problems one by one.

First is haven’t get anything to tell yet. I don’t know what topic I should tell. I’m too confused to choose the topic. Politic? No, I don’t really like to talk about that. It’s related with corruption. Besides, you will get bored if I talk about politics. Social and culture? No thanks. I still have a problem which is related with the social and culture. So, there’s no topic I could talk.

Second is no inspiration. Where are you inspiration? That question always appears on my brain. Where should I search a piece of inspiration. Usually, the inspiration always come to me when I don’t really need it. But, I don’t know why the inspiration doesn’t come to my brain again. Maybe because there’s so many things to think in my brain about exam, exam, and exam until I don’t get any inspiration at all.

Third, no innovation. Actually, I want to make something new. But, what I get is just same as the other’s blog. This is related with the inspiration. If there’s no inspiration, of course we can’t make any innovation, right?

Fourth, no time. All I mean is there’s no time for me to type anything to my blog. Because, I always spend my time for hugging my book—I mean, reading my school book. I’m suck at time management. So that, it’s not possible to have a spare time for posting a blog.

And it’s time to tell you about the biggest problem…. *rollingdrum

The last and the biggest problem is “busy”. Yes, I’m a busy girl. Like what I’ve explained before, it’s a school task and exams. Maybe I think too hard about them until I can’t post anything for my blog. Even I had ever been sick because of them. I still can’t keep my body health.

That’s all. I’m sorry, I just can post this because this is what exactly I’m thinking right now. 

“After all, when a stone is dropped into a pond, the water continues quivering even after the stone has sunk to the bottom.” ~ Arthur Golden

Holla, folks! How’s life, huh? I’m fine, here. What about you all? I hope there’s nothing bad happen to you. Amin… By the way, I want to talk about some story of me. Everybody must have something to be scared, right? I do so! Even, I have so many things I scared about. It’s about “trauma”

Trauma is a feeling that comes when you try to do something which you had done before, but you scared to do that because of some reason. I’m sure everybody must have it. But I’m sure too that some people don’t. I’m the one who has that feeling. Uhhh… it’s a long story and it has become a history for me. But maybe some people have the same experience like I have. Well, let’s go to the long story.

First, I’ll tell you that the thing I scared is water. Please don’t think because I’m scared of water, it means that I don’t want to take a bath every day.  It’s not like that! All I mean is I just feel not comfort being in the water. Of course there’s story behind it. It happened for about four or five years ago. It’s been a long time huh? I know it.

I was in the water pool with my siblings. I wasn’t scared at all with water at that time. So, I went to the pool and start swimming. I don’t know how to swim though, but I swam just for fun. When I got tired, I sit in the middle of the children-pool and adult-pool. Adult-pool is deeper than children-poor of course. Suddenly, there was someone push me to the adult-pool. I fell down and drowned. I couldn’t manage how to breathe when I was in the water. So, I drowned and went deeper and deeper. When I was in the water, I couldn’t hear anything and couldn’t see clearly. It was blurry. I felt like I’m gonna die. [Sorry, it’s too over, right?] But then I realize I was still in the water, so I went up until I got the surface. Aaaannnnddd… yeah! I could breathe!!!! I breathe deeply as I can.

So, since then I’m scared of water. How water will fill my lungs. How water will get in through your nose and how they make your eyes can’t see clearly. I never want to go swimming anymore. Never.

But, I want something can change that. I want myself to not scared with water. But, I still can’t solve it by myself. Sometimes I try to dive in my bathroom. But still, it doesn’t change. My fear of water still dwells on my head. I can’t expel it. I just can’t. But I believe, someday I will be able to erase my fear of water. Yes, someday. Amin...

Well, that’s my story of “trauma”. What’s yours?

Voila!

You don’t know me and I don’t know you. So, I have to introduce myself first. Okay.

My complete name is Yuniar Elok Shofriyah. But, you also can call me Elok. Or El. But if you can, please don’t call me Yuniar. That’s a little bit weird to be heard in my ear. Besides, my teachers at school always call me with that name. Then, I told them to call me Elok. I don’t know why I don’t like “Yuniar”. Maybe it’s because there’s so many people who has that name. Boy and girl. Can you imagine it?! A boy has a name which is same as mine! So, if there’s somebody shout with the word (Yuniar), I will feel like being called too and that’s annoying.

Okay, it’s enough to tell you about my first name. It’s time to tell you about my reason why I become blogger.

Actually I’m still confused what will be the content of my blog. It’s still random. Maybe, I will share my photo, story, and the others. It feels like this blog will be my diary. I mean my second diary. I have the first one. So, this might be the second one which is not describing my personal problem. I don’t want to tell the world about my problem, because the world has its own problem right?

In this very very first post of my blog, I just want to say, “WELCOME TO MY BLOG!” hehehe…

Well, that’s all for now. Wait for the new project of my blog! I may share picture, photo, story, and many others. Bye! 

NB : Sorry about my grammar. There’s so many human out there use their language out of grammar. So, I do either. Because I’m human too. Hahaha XD