The not so sweet highschool love experience.

Yes, high school is the sweetest deal of a lifetime (for some of us)... Imagine you trying to defend your manhood-ness by getting beaten up by the bullies on a daily basis, while die trying to score at least a "holding hand moments" with some of the hot chicks in the class.

On a daily basis we've got at least 10-15 Kilos of packing to carry around starting from our textbook, our catetan books, our pencil case (yes we do carry those metal weird pencil case) and for some of us thats geekier, we have heavy duty pencil case with numbers that you can push from 1-5, and its looks like it could transform into a robot.


And occasionally we've got our P.E (Pendidikan Jasmani) outfit from the day before, that we forgot to took out because we were too busy playing Sega. It's smells like nirvana already....

But here's were it gets good, at least if you are the lucky ones who were born designated under the tittle "generation X", at that time high school was pretty sweet. Pretty sweet keeping in mind that it would be your last chance to have fun, before you get married after high school and open a kelontong shop right beside the house of your momma. After that, it's just downhill from there (that is the Indonesian dreams, btw)

For some of us, the luckier ones, we've get to experience another four years of glory, by having our parents finance our education further outside the country such as U.S.A or China. During these times we re-experience high school again, only this time complete with a set of nice wheels trademarked BMW's or Mercedes (or Hondas too, but the v6 ones). We go to party once a week, but we go study lest then twice a month. All this before we have to go home, assume the position as the son of the kelontong shop owner, get married and then it's just downhill from there.

retarder say:

The reason why High School in Indos were one of the most memorable moments were caused by we our innocence (at least some of us), and we've experience the heights of our life, because we started to feel the "fling" of attraction between the opposite sex. While we also get in touch with our wild and experimental side, such as smoking and bolos activities.

In other words, its puberty.

I remembered at that time I was being in love with so many different girls in the school, it feels as if eating dim sum every freakin' day, whole variety.

I've had a crush on this girl, Fenny is her name, and she ain't got no last name (I dunno why). She was normal, regular but something about her makes me wanna boink hold her hands and stuff. Then I consult with one of my best friend, Markus. Sure enough he told me to go for it.

One night, after sneaking and took my dad's early model Motorola Startac cellphone to call her and ask her to be my Girl, she told me that Markus had asked her the same thing an hour earlier, and that she accepted his proposal....

Me and Markus never talks since then.... And my dad beat the shit out of me for running his cellphone bill up.

Another crush, was this tall girl named Yenti, and for sure she ain't got no last name (I dunno why either). All I know is that she lived in Taman Cibodas (area of Tangerang) her dad has a kelontong shop, and boy is she freakin' cute.

I told my mom about the story of Yenti, and sure enough she told me that she will use some "white magic" to persuade her to like me, she told me to get her picture, her birthday and such, after that I just left it at that to leave my mom do the "mumbo jumbo."

Two weeks later, when I confess my affection to Yenti, she told me that a geek from the next door class (Herman) had done the same thing earlier, and that her friends are pressuring her to accept his proposal.

That day, I challenged Herman to a duel. Our gang meet up after school (just like a hordes of orcs in an online warcraft battle battling humans) and we start a ruckus in a moving angkot (public bus). Herman got a big meatball-like bump on his head, I think my friend Jenggot busted his eye glassess, while Dongo managed to gave him a wedgie. The next day, Yenti told me she felt bad for Herman, so she went ahead and accept his proposal, apparently my moms mumbo jumbo never works....

The last story talks about a simple girl named Maria Selvie Christian (don't ask me where the name came from) This cute girl loves to write poems and eat relaxa candies. Well, I honestly think that we have something good going on here!!!

One time when we have a study group after school, I proposed that the team should come to my place for study (which is faaaarrr from school). around 4 p.m everybody else but Jenggot and Maria left my place and went home. Maria fell asleep and it would be just terrible of me to wake her up.

When Maria woke up, it was a bit late for a gal to take the angkot and went home on her own, my mom offered a lift, but she refuses saying she wanted to stay the night. After dinner we talked and exchange stories, me and Jenggot slept outside while Maria stayed inside my room...

Around 12 a.m, Maria's parents came and knocked on my door, waking everyone up, they were furious thinking that I have did something bad to their daughter. What else can I tell them, we have no landline phone! With no apologies whatsoever after the intrusion, they left without saying a word (To this day I still can't understand how Maria's dad could carry the mom, Maria, and two kids on a motorcycle). It looks like a midnight circus act to me....

The next day, the assistant principal approach me, he told me the "hold on on sex and marriages" lecture (apparently because Maria's parents reported this incident to the school). I told him I was misunderstood, but Otong wouldn't hear me. Everybody in the school knows about our story, Maria refused to be with me.... Now I wish I've had boink hold her hands that night.

Yes, high school moments could be sweet, however the love story can be retarded as ever... Especially when you're always misunderstood.

Damn biyatches .... I just wanted to see some boobs :P
High school love... can be devastating ...