I woke up earlier than before on the first day of school. Facing a new life, new scope of friends, new people. All alone. Pake seragam dari sekolah asal yang dipandang aneh, dan bawa nama sekolah yang dianggap aneh. Mereka nanya, "dari SD mana?, dan gue jawab, "sekolah alam. Semut-semut the Natural School", and they were all giggling.
Masuk ke kelas unggulan nomer 2, yang saingan sama kelas unggulan nomer 1. Dibully sama guru bahasa Inggris, yang setiap dia masuk ke kelas, suasananya langsung jauh beda dari biasanya, kaku, sunyi, yang kalo ditanya sama si guru itu langsung pada gemeteran. Bikin nama-nama samaran buat orang lain, biar gampang kalo mau ngegosip. Nggak berani turun karena selalu diliatin dengan sinis sama kakak-kakak kelas, entah cuma perasaan atau emang beneran, nambah hasrat pengen pindah.
Satu kelas sama orang-orang yang seru. Kalo nggak ada guru, mulai nyanyi-nyanyi theme song kartun di tv sambil gebrak-gebrak meja. Bolos jam perpustakaan, dan panik bukan main setelah diaduin, menghindari hari-hari upacara dan MQ karena takut dipanggil ke depan. Ketemu orang-orang yang karakternya beda-beda. And finally, preparing ourselves to face the truth that we're going to be separated by the-upper-grade-moving-class.
Keeping together is progress
I asked Sapi to be my chairmate. And how I pulled a long face when I knew we're at the same class with the most annoying person in 2k11, who being one of my best friends now. Merasakan gimana rasanya yang namanya kelas 2 itu bebas bukan main. Bolos jam pelajaran bahasa Indonesia bareng anak-anak cowok, dan anak cewek yang kayak cowok, ke kantin dan kabur-kaburan dari bu Hadjir, "kayak anak ayam" beliau bilang. Bareng-bareng menguak isu cerita hantu which was the hottest talks that year. Jadi anggota osis. Kepilih jadi tim dari kecamatan untuk tanding di O2SN. Bikin kelompok belajar yang lebih mirip kelompok kurang ajar, yang serba miskin, serba minjem, dan serba ngilangin.
Found those effing grrrrreat people. Bikin surprise party buat banyak orang. Ketemu sama adek-adek kelas yang pada saat itu menjunioritasi kakak kelasnya secara tidak disengaja. Jalan-jalan melulu kemana-mana tanpa mikirin pr. Nyaris ketahuan main UNO pas pelajaran PKn, sampe keringet dingin. Ikut les matematika yang kontroversial, dan bolos melulu karena didoktrin untuk bolos sama anggota kelompok belajar yang bejat-bejat. Ngurusin DIY t's kelas sampe dicurigai ngeboong karena ngga jadi-jadi. Dan sekali lagi, harus terima kenyataan bahwa moving class still exists.
Working together is success
I met those tiny weenie newbies. Ngemos mereka. Dimintain tanda tangan segala macem, sampe ada yang rela nyanyi-nyanyi tengah lapangan buat seniornya biar bisa dapet tanda tangan semua anggota osis. Dapet temen-temen yang makin gak bener aja di kelas. Leading the event of 4 generations which was unexpectedly even greater than we've ever thought.
Leading another big project: 98'11 Yearbook. Stressed out and frustated by those unexpected works to do, problems to solve, and other shits that taught the whole team to be a tougher fighter. Do the tiring photo session in the middle of the test weeks. Made mistakes, and fixed it. Running up the deadlines. Dan lagi lagi, have to face the truth that we have to be separated, not only with classes but also with long distance. Buat jangka waktu yang ngga sebentar. So over being bloo.
Nobody's perfect, mates
Therefore I'm pleased to apologize, to those who got hurt, to those who couldn't accept, to the teachers who got mocked in silence and didn't heard and got any impolite treatments. To the enemies who made me sick. To those who got annoyed with my presence. To seniors and juniors who hate to see my face around them for several years. To everything that can't be mentioned.
The most special apologize comes to.. Pak Hamid! Maaf untuk banyak hal ya bapak! You are our best.
I wouldn't be stand still here without you all.
Thanks to the whole teachers, no exception. Thanks to SERIGALA 98, udah jadi partner belajar selama 3 tahun, yang pernah sekelas ataupun engga. U R IRREPLACEABLE. For the moments, laughs, tears, angers. Buat yang musuhan, tapi ngga sampe bikin 2k11 pecah. Buat yang ngatain idung gua akrobatis, gue bakalan kangen dikatain idung idung, di SMA mana ada yang bakalan sadar soal idung ini. To the jokers, for coloring the days and erasing the boredom. To the down-to-earth people, sekaya-kayanya elo tetep mau-mau aja ngga gengsi untuk jalan kemana pun ke tempat murahan sekali pun bareng sama anak-anak kere yang lain. Thanks for the warmth and togetherness. Thanks for EVERYTHING that can't be mentioned.
And the last would be like..
MAY GOD GIVE THE BEST FOR YOUR FUTURE, MATES. DON'T EVER FORGET EACH OTHER, KEEP IN TOUCH. Let's meet in the next time when we're all doctors, scientists, astronauts, presidents, artists, athletes, successful people, &so on. Let's meet in the next time when we're all having a little family, and our children ask us like, "oh ini ya yang sering diceritain sama mama/papa".
I can't speak good quotes, I don't spell inspiring words. I just share how I love to be a part of SERIGALA 98 in my way, as much as I can.
Forever 2k11
the past, present and future mates
P.S. The first three italic sentences spoken by Henry Ford
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