Music is what i've always love, and always will. Some people believe in destiny and coincidence. For me, it's not about meeting your true love or dealing with the future, because i believe nothing in this world is coincidental or meant to be. I believe everything that happens to you, is the result of what you've done before. So i guess, if this is what people called "destiny" i believe music has brought him to me.
As cliche as it sound, "destiny" and "love" i want to stressed the reality. i know the classic tale of "afraid of falling in love" or "don't want to be hurt again" but this is real. I'm not the type of girl that would fantasize dreamy bullshit. But, MAYBE we need a little bit of that. Maybe, being naive and dreamy about something is like a brief break form this mad world. MAybe, just maybe it's a sugar drop to increase your blood pressure.
So, as i say, maybe, this year is my brief break from everything that had happened to me. This could be my "on top of the rainbow" moment.
What really happened was..
I was as usual playing my cello in the music room. alone. Then suddenly, the window of the room was hit by a ball. i tried to ignore the disturbing sound but i couldn't, and that's when i decided to find a quite place to play my cello.
every room in the school was filled with at least 3 person in it, and the only place i could found peace, is this small room, filled with dusty books and old abandoned physics project. So, since i have no other place to go, i went inside and started to open "claire de lune" sheet. just when my i'm about to start playing, the door was opened and this freakishly tall guy was there, with his hand carrying a pile of books as he peeked his head inside.
guy : oops, sorry, am i bothering you?
me : umm,
guy ; oh that's okay, i'm just going to put these books back
me : *stare
guy : don't mind me
me : yup sure
guy : let me know if you're done
me : *nodded slowly
and when he finally leave the room, i freely palyed claire de lune, and when it was time for me to left that room, i packed my things and leave. When i opened the door, the guy before was standing, leaing on the wall and said
guy ;nice, claire de lune
me : thanks
guy : see ya
he went inside that room and than i realized that i just made him waiting for using that room. i was quite ashamed, but hey, he didn't told me
