Versatile bag

E’s diary

Superb fun! Next Saturday I’ll go picnic with some friends. Facing and doing sooo many assignments lately made me tired and kinda no time for anything else. If it’s going to be picnic, for sure I’ll bring you, myversatile bag (vb). Dunno exactly why, myfriends love to share their stuffs inside myvb. They said the vb lighten their own bag. For me, it’s just a simple one, we’re friends, we do the same activities, and we share our stuffs. Moreover, I'm happy that we think alike when it comes about hobbies, dreams, and the meaning of life. For the upcoming picnic, 7 of myfriends wants me put some of their stuffs inside myvb. As usual, I say “だいじょぶ“- fine ^^v. Lot of stuffs are in myvb now. I’m shocking, myvb tends to bulge now, and a heavy one. Myshoulders are getting red, thou. 2 hours have passed since our departure from home. We can inhale the fresh air now and see so many ‘green’ things. They really give the best therapy for our eyes. Curiously, we open the curtain and even the window. Then, around 15 minutes later, the bus is stopped, and here we come, the green picnic spot^^. Myfriends take some of their stuffs from myvb, mostly camera. They take manypictures. Their pictures are flawless, with breathtaking sceneries, and poses that became so model-ish and fashion forward-ish. We smile and laugh together for minutes ahead. Somehow, I’m getting bored. I’m starting to look out for better venues. I don’t realize that after finding a better venue, it has taken a lot of time only with myself. One of myfriend finds me alone and tells me it’s alrealy lunch time. Geez..I don’t realize too, mystomach has played ‘a melody’ saying “fill me with food...fill me..fill me”-sounds creepy I know -.-‘. I take myfriends’ luncboxes out from myvb. And...yaiks..there’s icky liquid spilled inside mybag. I got a lil bit upset, cz myvb is myloveliest one. Besides that, myfriends don’t say anything, even just sorry. Since that ‘accident’, I keep away from them. I feel that they don’t know how I feel. They keep laughing together without realizing that I’m getting mad with them. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the next days ahead...I never greet them. Then someday, on my table, I receive a sweet package...what else if not pretty little thing from them. I open the box, then mytears are coming out. They give me our photo that reminds me our togetherness, our fun times. They also give a note saying: “E, we’re really sorry, we did bad things for your lovely vb. We never realize that we were so mean, E’s vb really precious for us, had given so many useful things for us. But we didn’t keep yourvb well. Besides that, we didn’t keep your feeling of treasuring vb so much”..Sweetest thing ever, friendship ^^.

I am happy today because I realized one thing. Or few things. That no matter how sad or down I feel, I always remember Allah. And instead of blaming Allah on why things aren't according to my wants, I evaluate my day and try to understand why Allah led me to another plot. I was really want, myFriends felt sorry, right after they did the wrong thing. But it was different. We all feel sad occasionally. And things never ever ever go smooth. There's always that fall when you feel like caving in and cry. But learning is the best gift in life. And without failures, we don't learn. I think, this vb is like our heart. It’s not because the heaviest stuffs or the icky liquid spilled inside myvb, but it’s about our heart, wants to welcome it or not. Hence, it feels so fun when bring them all.