Rollercoaster

Start of the Journey

The year was 2015, where every middle-schooler my age started to understand more about the world. It was a sad farewell, but also a happy start. At least what I think it would be.

This year, I want to make sure that I get the best opportunity to enter the high school that I dreamed of. It was NADAMS, one of students' favorite high schools in the city. It was tough to enter it, because my scores have to be so high, they even have to go beyond earth's atmosphere.

Jokes aside, I didn't have those kinds of score, my score was lower compared to the required scores to enter the science class. You know, the fancy classes, because people believe everyone graduated from the science class will be successful, and as shitty as the world goes, people still have beliefs about "thou who art smart in math, art smart in life", you know, the usual.

I was desperate, I cried to my parents and got frustrated already, I had a plan to change school, but the registration time is getting closer and closer, so that I have to keep my faith. But then, one of my uncles told me that I can change my desired class, so without hesitation, I changed to social class, and being even lower on people's eyes.

Fast forward to orientation week, it was wonderful, the school was pretty, it has large hall so that the newcomers can gather for information and activities there, I'm included. As I was waiting for the announcement, I tried to socialize with fellow newcomers who also not sure what they are doing, and on a lookout all the time.

I got a new friend! I thought, when I talked to a guy next to me, funnily enough, a part of his name was actually the same with me, with the same spelling and everything. Then I asked him where he came from, he answered from a quite distant district from this area. Okay, cool.

But then I never met him again for a long time, and ever since, the only meaningful conversation between us was only that time. The orientation week goes on, the introduction of teachers, and many other things such as drug abuse warning, traffic safety, and many more, well, related to the school, there was school club demonstration at the end of the week.

There are about 14 school club with many unique characteristics, but the one that caught my eyes was the computer club. The name was KLIK, Komputer Laboratory Implementation Klub, what a kool name, right? Well, only the nerds were interested in this club back then.

And then I asked for the registration form, got registered, and everything went well. But before we get into that, it's time to check the class. My class was located on the inner side of the entire complex, my class was one of the hardest class to spot.

After a few weeks, I started to know people in my class. That's right, I didn't call them "classmate" right away, I call them people of my class. I need some distinctions, you know? But not all people in my class share the same interest. Who am I kidding, every other students in my class do not share the same interest as me, and that was suck. It was hard for me to find a friend with the same interest, and I was left alone, deemed as a weirdo, and maybe even a creep.

Then I wonder, maybe I have to change...

But what should I change about myself?