<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:35:39.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annabelle</title><subtitle type='html'>Everybody looks at me like I'm some kind of freak</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-4182526896329039398</id><published>2011-10-10T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T09:35:40.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it love? 3</title><content type='html'>Everybody looked amazing and I was dazzled by the models. They were tall and beautiful. Such young faces and still maintaining their flawless skin. I was jealous. I didn't realize that Max was looking at me and smiling. "What?", I shyly asked. "You are more beautiful then those models, I know what they are and they don't have much", he said to me. I smiled and thanked him. He praised me so much. I need to do the same but how?. No man has ever talked to me before and he's my first boyfriend. I still wanted to talk to Dani about Mom or whoever it was in the picture that he took in the photograph. There was break time for the models and everyone had snacks at the waiting hall. I went looking for Dani. "I have to talk to Dani for a bit, I'll see you later?", I told Max and he let me go. I kept yelling out his name and there wasn't any response, except for the fact that there are a lot of people named Dani in the waiting room. Then I suddenly saw a familiar face. She had tanned skin and dark brown hair. She was talking to Dani. I was mesmerized by her looks. Was it her? Was it really her? I thought to myself, 'What should I say? How should I greet her?'. I breathed and came forward. "Dani, I ne--", I stopped and forgotten everything about the picture and saw her. "Mom?", I was shocked. &lt;div&gt;I wanted to hug her but I was still angry about the part that she left Dani and me in Jakarta alone. I had mixed emotions. The pain in my heart came back to me. I wanted to yell at her for leaving us. Yell at her to get out of this Show and yell at her for leaving me. Instead I ran from Dani and found Max instead. "What's wrong?", He asked me. "Nothing, hey look the it's starting again", I pulled Max and walked back to our seats. I could see his face, he was trying to figure out everything just by looking at my expression. " Anna, can I please talk to you for a second?", I heard Dani calling me from behind. I stood up and did an evil look. I wanted him to know how angry I am for not telling me anything about Mom coming. "What do you have to say for yourself Dad", I asked him nicely. "I'm sorry Anna, I wanted you to be surprised. I wanted you to finally meet after so long, She has been dying to meet you ever since I met her in Brooklyn for the Art events I've been going too and meetings", He explained. I was even more angry when he just told me that they actually met up at Brooklyn and he didn't even bother to call me. I didn't want to look at Mom. I saw her head peeking from the pillar behind Dani, I wasn't blind. "Mom, I know you're standing behind that pillar, I'm not blind you know", I said to her. She eventually walked towards us and greet me 'hello'. "What happened to you? Why did you leave us? Why Mom?", I was scanning her. Her brown eyes and tanned skin. "I'm sorry Annabelle, I've been meaning to call the both of you in Jakarta, but then Aunt Lucy said that you guys flew to New York and started a new life here. She told me that I shouldn't meet you both but I couldn't resist, I miss you so much and I wanted you to forgive me like your father did when I met him at the Art Events a few weeks ago", She explained. I looked at Dani and all I could see is a face that wanted me to forgive her, forgive her for leaving us. I felt bad. The fact that my Mother is standing right in front of me and that Max is walking towards us. I was getting sweaty. I didn't know what to do. "Mom, I want to introduce you to my boyfriend, Max", I embraced his arm while introducing him to her. "Hello Max, oh so you're Annabelle's Mother, now I see where Anna got her beautiful face from", He complimented her and she was flattered. I squeezed his hand and felt like sitting back to the seats. When suddenly, A man standing there next to the exit and waving at me. I breathed, "&lt;i&gt;Carlos&lt;/i&gt;". I wanted to run but instead he came up to us. "Hello Annabelle, what a pleasant surprise to see you here, Max", he greeted me while giving Max a look. I shook his hand when he was about to kiss it. "I thought you were gone?", I said. I wanted him to feel the rush of my hand hit his devilish face. He lied to me. "I'm actually one of the people who donated the art here and did some designs for Max's amazing Mother", He explained. I looked at Max and his face seemed like he didn't know that it happened at all. I was surprised. " So you designed one of the dresses?", I asked. " I made at least eight of the designs and I was inspired by you Annabelle", He answered. My Mother looked at him when he said my name. It was as if he had fallen in love with me or something. I didn't want to at those eyes of his, knowing that there might be something or not. I didn't want to. I didn't want to stand here anymore. I held Max's hand and dragged him to the seats. I wanted to cry because I feel so guilty. But what did I do wrong?, It wasn't my fault that he had fallen for me. I wanted to ask Carlos and I needed to talk to him immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-4182526896329039398?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/4182526896329039398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-it-love-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4182526896329039398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4182526896329039398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/10/is-it-love-3.html' title='Is it love? 3'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-2753166957630690858</id><published>2011-06-08T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T05:19:09.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is ir love? 2</title><content type='html'>I wanted to turn around and see who it was. I was scared. I didn't want to look at his face. I counted to three in my mind as I turned around. He was gone. I then faced front and continued watching people pass by until "BOO!", he said. "AHHH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?", I screamed. "So, you miss me or not?", Carlos asked. "What are you doing here?", I questioned him. "I came here to see you and Max, how are you guys by the way, if you don't mind me asking?", he grinned. I made an ugly face in front of him and he laughed. "Can you just leave me and Max alone like you promised?". I asked nicely. &lt;div&gt;"But I have to admit that I do miss you Annabelle", He told me. He patted my back and pinched my nose. "STOP IT!", I yelled at him. I walked away from him and didn't look back at all. I was frustrated. I could hear footsteps behind me. Like it was following me. I ran for it. I didn't look back. I ran as fast as I could. I turned back and saw no one. I headed for the apartment. Clicked on the button and ran to my room. I curled up in my covers and began to dose off. I dreamt of things going upside down and I was the right way up. I dreamt that I could see myself skipping barefoot on the ground and rolling like a child. I felt calm and relaxed. I finally woke up and saw the ceiling. I leaned to my left and faced my door. My eyes were still at blur, I was trying hard to look at the blurry lights flashing in front of me. I blinked twice and saw the time. -9:30- 'CRAP' I overslept!. Dani must be here already!. I washed my face and brushed my teeth and ran for the door. When I opened it, I saw Dani's art set and suitcases. Where was he?. I smelt pizza coming from the living room. I followed and saw that Max was actually having a conversation with Dani. They were talking about the Art Gallery whilst eating the pizza. Dani wasn't really the type to talk to people about his work, except for me and Mom. I walked in and pretended to cough. Max and Dani stood up like gentlemen. Surprising. Usually they'd just ignore that I'm here and go on with their lives. This time, it's different. Dani has finally grown up. haha.. I was actually giggling. "Well hello there sleeping beauty, you're not going to give your Dad a hug then?", He played. I laughed and hugged Dani. Did I miss him. "How was your walk? have you already thought things through?", Max asked me out of the blue. I was a little angry about Carlos this afternoon and I didn't want to talk about it. "Someone was trying to catch me today, I ran of my life and eventually made it to the apartment", as I turned to Max with wide eyes. He understood what I meant and I wanted to talk to him about Carlos's habits on revenge. I took a large bite on the pizza and it was pretty huge. I don't think that I could finish it. "Anna, did you see the news this morning?", Dani asked. "No, why? what's wrong?", I answered. "There was a Tsunami in Indonesia and it had hit your school apparently", he said. I was shocked. My mouth dropped and I look like the girl from that scary Japanese movie. I wanted to sit down and take a break from all this madness that I was in. I needed to breathe. I asked myself, "What if Miss Sate was still there?! What if Aunt Lacey was stuck under a tree and washed away", I panicked towards Dani. "Relax.. relax, there is nothing to be afraid of, Everyone is fine. No one got hurt and they're flying to Brunei tomorrow. I was frustrated that they were going to Brunei and I wasn't. I missed everyone. Their the only ones that understand what I'm going through, due to the fact that they are girls and I'm not with them. On the contrary, If it weren't for New York I wouldn't have met Max. I stared at him for a while, I thought. 'How did  I get so lucky to have a guy like him?'. I finally got out of the little bubble that I'm in and asked Dani if we can go out for Dinner at a restaurant or something. Max interrupted. "Actually, I forgot to tell you that I was going to bring you both to the annual fashion show that my Mother designed and it'll be in an hour", as he glanced at his watch. I have never been to a fashion show and I guess this might be the first for everything. I asked Max if he could pick out the dresses that I kept in the end of my closet, I never actually worn any dresses and it's just one night. I think. I stepped out of the closet and put on my earring that my Mother had worn on her wedding day, just pain pearls and locket that Max gave me for our first date. I didn't realize that Max was standing there in my room. I saw him, very handsome and wearing tux. I was wearing a peach dress because I really didn't want to stand out. He looked at me with dazzling eyes and I thought that there was something wrong with my dress. " What? is there something wrong? is it the shoes?", as I twirled in front of him. "Uh.um.. nothing, you look beautiful", he said. I blushed. "Shall we go now?", as he showed his arm to me and smiled. I held him and felt like I was going to a ball or some sort. I feel like a princess. "You deserve every right to feel like a princess", he whispered to my ear. "Wow Dani, you look spiffy. I like your bow tie", I complimented him. He smirked. "Are we set?", I asked Dani. "Yeap!, let's go!", I held both of them and smiled. My two gentlemen. I was excited and scared at the same time. Knowing that it'll be the first time ever that I'll be going to a fashion show and meet Max's Mother. My hands were shaking and I couldn't help but fidget. Max kissed my hand to calm me down and touch my face with his warm hand. "It'll be fine, I promise you", as he rubbed my shoulders. We were in the car and as I see lights flash by, I know that the people I love are still with me and yet I am still wondering about Dani's picture in his Den the other day. Was she really Mom? or was it just a girl he just met at the Art Gallery?. How was I suppose to know , if he doesn't tell me anything. I'm his daughter of gods sake!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To that very thought I became angry and I wanted to talk to Dani alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally arrived and the valet opened the door. As we stepped out of the car, photographers were taking pictures of us and reporters asking questions to Max about his Mother and about me. One of them asked if I was his girlfriend and he agreed. I was smiling the whole time. "EXCUSE ME! MISS!! EXCUSE ME! HELLO?!", Someone behind me trying to call me. "HUH? Yes?", I replied back to the reporter. "What is your name miss?", she asked, "My name is Annabelle Board", I replied nicely. "Are you Mr Miller's New Girlfriend?", she questioned. "uhh... um..", I didn't know what to reply. "Yes she is", Max replied. I smiled. He pulled me close to his chest and kissed me in front of the reporters and photographers. I was getting chills down my spine. The way how he doesn't care and how he doesn't mind people watching us. Exposing our love to the press. Just wonderful. I opened my eyes and realized that we were inside already. Was I seriously inside my own bubble when it stopped?, I guess I was. "Mom, I want you to finally meet Annabelle Board", as he introduced me to his Mother, She had a humble look and a beautiful smile. "Hello Annabelle, what a lovely name, I've heard so much about you and it's a great pleasure to finally meet you. I love your dress by the way!", she said all at once. I couldn't take it all in. I breathed and replied, " Hello Mrs Miller, Thank you so much for inviting Dani and myself to your fashion show, it is so spectacular and the place is amazing", "haha oh shush dear, call me Marisa. I'd rather be called that then hearing myself sound old, OH excuse me, I must go now. Please find your seats and enjoy the fashion show!", she answered. I held Max's hand and sat down with him. The fashion show has free seating and you could sit anywhere you want. We know that everyone wanted to sit in front but Max insisted that we should sit middle row. Just the right spot for us to see people coming in and out of the stage. It was thrilling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-2753166957630690858?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/2753166957630690858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-ir-love-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2753166957630690858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2753166957630690858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-ir-love-2.html' title='Is ir love? 2'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-2842685819706068635</id><published>2011-03-17T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:34:54.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it love?</title><content type='html'>We got ready and I waited for him to get his cell phone. I clicked on the button of the elevator and waited. I heard foot steps behind me and I turned around, finding that he was always there in front of my face. I had a mini heart attack which then made me laugh in the elevator, Max did too.&lt;div&gt;We went down and walked out of the apartment. I was still thinking about Carlos, wether he might come back or something. Everything was a blur to me. I wanted to snap out of everything but it seems like I've walked into a trance. I started to daydream. In my mind I often daydream about things that aren't possible here in real life. Like, what if I broke up with Max and ended up being with Carlos. I stopped. It MIGHT be possible. Oh no, I'm starting to have feelings for Carlos. I didn't want to fantasize about Carlos at a time like this. I breathed and smiled at Max. "Honey, are you okay?", He asked. I made a face which that looks like a old lady being hit by a truck and burst out in tears. "What's wrong?", as he comforted me while rubbing my shoulders. We found a bench and sat there while I try to explain everything to him. "I love you Max", I said to him. "I love you too Anna, tell me what's the problem?", He questioned. "I just daydreamed about Carlos and Imagined myself not being with you. I don't want to be mean and I love you so much", I replied while bursting out in tears. "Hey hey hey.. Don't worry about that baby, it was just a daydream. I am not going to be a bad boyfriend and I promise to love you forever", He replied. He wiped my tears with his thumb and kissed my forehead. I was smiling. I was still stubborn about the whole thing. I wanted to crawl into a small space and die there. I didn't want to feel this way. I know now what it feels like to be guilty and mean. I asked him if I could go home and stay in my room with him holding me until I fall asleep and he agreed to and smiled. I was being vulnerable, a little too much I think. We got home real fast since I told the cab driver to drive extra fast and paid him fifty dollars to get me home quick. I ran for the elevator and clicked the button. As the doors shut, I breathed deeply and held on tight to Max's hand. I think I was hurting him. His face seemed fine though. I started to feel woozy and I wanted to lie on the floor. As the doors slide open I walked towards my door and turned to Max. "Can you stay with me tonight? Tomorrow Dani is coming back and we can go out for dinner tomorrow?" I asked and told him. His eyes were concentrating on mine. I wanted him to answer me and instead he held my hand, walked me towards my room and hopped in with me on my bed and shut the lights off. "Is that a yes?", I questioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could hear him breathing next to me. He hugged me and went to sleep. I dreamed that night. It wasn't what I suspected, I dreamt of Carlos coming inside my room and hugging me from behind, like I was in a movie. Was I? Can this be real? I asked myself if this was a nightmare. But it wasn't. I was cheating on Max through my dream. I woke up wanting fresh air. The gasp I took wasn't normal like my other nightmares. I went into Dani's study room. A place where I can think and be normal. Suddenly, I saw something underneath Dani's diary, it was a photograph of Mom. But it looked like it was taken recently. She looks like the woman in the photo. I wanted to call Dani. So I called him using the home phone. &lt;i&gt;Hello, This is Dani, sorry I can't pick up the phone right now, I'm kinda busy. So leave a message after the beep. *beeeep*. &lt;/i&gt;"Dad, I need to talk to you as soon as you come home. Oh and if you get this call me back. Bye" was all I said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at the picture again and compared to the image I had before she left. Brown hair, dark brown eyes, pink lips and tanned skin. She did have the same features but much more slim than before. "Maybe this is Mom" I whispered to myself. I wanted to deny it but I couldn't. I quickly put the picture back into the diary and walked to the kitchen. I made myself hot chocolate with crackers and sat down at the living room. I stared to daze at the window and looked at the starry night sky. It was amazing. I heard footsteps coming and I turned to see that it was Max. He was rubbing his eyes and asked me what was I doing sitting alone like this. I told him that I missed Dani and I was still worried about the whole &lt;i&gt;Imagining with Carlos thing&lt;/i&gt; again. He made himself hot chocolate and sat down next to me. "Nothing is going to end between us Anna, I promise you, I would never leave you nor break your heart, that's if you promise to do the same thing", My heart was thudding like it was about to come out of my body and so I took a deep breath and said "I promise Max", and smiled. He kissed my cheek and watched the sun rose up with me. We talked all night about Dani and his family and how he was raised as a child. It was really interesting because his story was similar to mine. No one wanted to be his friend until the day when one guy asks if he could come over to his house. He knew it was actually a bet so that he could just steal his favorite stuffed animal that he sleeps with every night and show it off to the whole school. Everybody laughed at him. Until the day he went to collage, everything changed. I asked Max if I could take a walk alone later just to clear my head before Dani comes. He asked me if I was going to be okay and I replied to him by nodding my head. And he allowed me to just think for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We eventually fell asleep and woke up around noon. Dani will be home at Dinner and I still have time to just take that walk at Central Park. I got all ready and Max was doing some research with his school work and he doesn't need me on it. I went down and walked out. Finally, fresh air. I can feel free. I sat down on a bench and just looked at people passing by. "Hi", a tender voice said to me. "Miss me?", he asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-2842685819706068635?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/2842685819706068635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2842685819706068635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2842685819706068635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-love.html' title='Is it love?'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-3732151794429144156</id><published>2011-02-04T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T05:46:49.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos 5</title><content type='html'>We finished eating the pizza and I was really full. I only ate three pieces and Carlos finished the whole thing. We walked to the apartment and He promised that this would be the last time I would see him.&lt;div&gt;I shook his hand and waved him goodnight. It wasn't that bad., I did have a little fun. But it wasn't the point, I was glad that I got rid of him and I was happy that he won't ever come into our lives anymore. I ran to the elevator and by the time I got to the top, I quickly ran into Max's apartment and slowly opened his room and saw that he was still asleep. I feel really guilty that I didn't tell him about what happened a moment ago. I wanted to say sorry in an indirect way by sleeping next to him and spend the most amazing day with him later on. As I lay next to him, I noticed that it was 4 in the morning and I was still awake. I was thinking about what might happen if he realize that Carlos isn't there to go into our lives. I'm afraid he might ask if I knew something about it. I felt him shuffle about, and he woke up smiling next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey! you woke up early", as he rose up from the bed. "uhh.. well I didn't sleep well actually, I stayed up instead", I replied. I felt that burning feeling in the pit of my stomach and I did want to slap myself until my face turns red. He scooted next to me and let me lay on his shoulder. "Is something wrong?", He asked. I looked at his face, smiling and all, I didn't want to ruin that perfect smile. "I'm just thinking about the rooms thats all and how to fix it. It's got me thinking about everything you know. Us girls love decorating", I replied with a good answer to keep him nosing in on what happened last night. He chuckled and rubbed both of my shoulders together and calmed me down. "Don't worry that's why I'm here", He answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Max that I had to rest and all, so he took a shower and I slept on his bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I closed my eyes, I started to dream. It wasn't really that bad until Carlos ended up being there. "Why are you with him? Don't you want to be with me?", He questioned. I couldn't talk. My mouth couldn't open since it felt like it was stitched. I touched my lips and both were sealed shut but they don't have marks on them. Nothing. I tried telling myself to walk up but I couldn't, I started to cry and begging to me to wake up and stop having this nightmare. I felt someone shaking my shoulders. Then... I woke up. My body lift itself up and I quickly hugged Max. "Hey hey hey, what's wrong?", worrying about me with that tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was panting and my heart was beating fast. I was crying in front of him for the first time. "I have to tell you something", I said to him. "You might want to let go of me right now cause this is important and I know you'd get angry and upset at me", I warned him. He looked at me and he face was very clam. "What is it?", he asked. "Well, I went out with Carlos last night and it was important because he promised to stay away from me, from us. And I know you're angry at me but I just did it to make us feel safer and better", I grabbed both of his hands and looked into his eyes. He looked extremely clam. He took a deep breath and looked at me. "I know", He said. "When you were about to come up to the apartment, Carlos called me and told me everything and he said that he won't bother us again after what you've done and I WAS mad at him for asking you without my concern but now I'm not cause he's not here anymore and YOU made that happen", as he put both of his hands on my face and made me stare to his beautiful green eyes, "I thank you so much though I am a little upset that you didn't tell me earlier, but it's okay", I smiled. "So, you're really not mad? I just feel so guilty and I don't want to feel this way ever, help me make it go away", I asked him. "Uhh..Okay how about this, You buy me Pizza and we'll both feel better and I'm hungry, what about that?", He offered and I nodded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-3732151794429144156?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/3732151794429144156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/02/carlos-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/3732151794429144156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/3732151794429144156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/02/carlos-5.html' title='Carlos 5'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-4682707643489228896</id><published>2011-01-19T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T02:07:41.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos 4</title><content type='html'>It was his mother, I told him to pick it up. "Hello? Hey Mom, nothing.. I'm with Annabelle. No, I've been helping the boards lately. Do you mind if I ask you something?" and he walked away to another room. I guess I'll just think things through about this room I guess. &lt;div&gt;I rubbed my hands together and rubbed them on my shoulders, the room was chilling and I had no sweater. It was in my room and it was too far away from me. I heard footsteps coming, probably Max. He came in and I started to ask him questions like a normal suspicious girlfriend would ask. "Was that your mom? What's up?", I asked him politely. "Well, my mom asked me if I could go to Brooklyn with her and I said no. I told her that I've been helping you with everything and apparently I am, and I asked her if she would meet you in person this time. Not as a neighbor but as a friend". I stopped breathing for a second and I was shocked by what he said. "It's okay, it's gonna be like me and your dad and only this time I won't be feeling nervous that much", he joked around. I punched him, it wasn't the mean type, like playing around. "Well, lets wait for another week and you'll meet her soon", as he put both of his hand on my shoulder. I think he could feel how intenseness I'm feeling. So, he rubbed my shoulders altogether. Dani messaged me that he's got his things and he's going to some convention to France about Sculptures. I replied to him that it's okay and to go have fun. Maybe he was the footsteps I heard. Maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sighed. Looking around the room made me feel calm. I blinked. The sudden picture of Carlos in my head popped out for no reason. I turned to Max and hugged him. I was scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;DING DONG&lt;/i&gt;.. The door bell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I peeked to the peeking hole and saw curly black hair. Could it be? No, it can't. I wanted to take another look to see if it's not a dream. But I couldn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"elles, who it is?", Max yelled from the room. I didn't want to reply. I just opened the door and saw &lt;i&gt;Carlos&lt;/i&gt;. He was holding a rose and grinned at me as I opened the door. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?", I questioned him, I felt angry inside. I kept it together. Breathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I wanted to see you madame", he replied with a tender voice. I wanted to slap his face and slam the door to his face. But I couldn't, Max would run to me and panic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I breathed once more and said, "Just go away, leave me alone", I shut the door but his foot stopped it. "I won't move until you have dinner with me", I turned to see Max inside the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Fine, I'll go if you just leave me alone, I'll meet you later at the pizza shop at midnight". Apparently, I thought of a 24 hour pizza shop that was on the ground floor of our apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked back to Max and felt a cool chill running down my spine. I was a little jumpy about the date thing I'm going to do with Carlos to make him go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Max doesn't find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who was that?", he asked. "That was just some people asking if I could join their church group but I told them that I wasn't ready for that yet", I replied with a little punch in my stomach for lying to the person I love. I twitched a little. But I think he could tell that I was lying to him. He got a soft grip of my hand and squeezed it tight. I rubbed his arm and it relaxed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So! are we gonna do this?", as he clapped his hands together while letting go of my right hand. I was still thinking of what to do, but he startled me with his jumping idea. "Oh umm... we should put this as a room, like a guest room", I replied without thinking. "Why not, we put it as an Art room? just for you?", He offered. I bit my lower lip because I was still thinking of what to do about later, "Belle?, are you okay?" while snapping his fingers in front of my face to get my attention. I clicked straight away after the fifth click.  "I think it will be amazing! Thank you for everything, I love you", I said after hugging him. I wanted to cry. I didn't want him to know that I was going to meet Carlos later. We went out around ten and bought everything for the rooms. We came back at 11:30 and I was tired and hungry. I ate an apple and drank water. I looked at the time and it was still 11:35, In my head I could hear ticking and I was shaking. I could see the water shake. I walked over to Max, he was sitting on the couch and he was really tired, I asked him if he wanted to sleep in his room tonight and he agreed that he wanted too. I held his hand and brought him to his apartment and walked to his room. He walked like a drunk person when walking to his bed. kicked off his shoes and hid under the covers. I sat next to him and he popped out of the covers with a smile. "Will you wake me up in the morning baby?", he asked me with the most cutest voice. I nodded my head and smiled at him. I kissed his forehead and he fell asleep. I switched off the lights and shut the door. I walked out of his apartment and walked in mine. it was 12:00 and I was panicking, my heart was beating fast. I changed to my tights and white shirt with slippers. I didn't want to look nice, since it wasn't a real date. I hated Carlos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went down and see if the coast was clear and walked out of the room and ran for the elevator and clicked the ground floor. I was playing with my fingers alot. I closed my eyes and heard the sound of the elevator, I breathed. I walked out and nobody was there. Just the person who takes care of the hotel and the guard. I walked out and went to the left that leads to the pizza shop. I could see a curly-haired guy sitting on a table alone and waiting for someone to sit next to him. The waiter asked me if I was sitting with anyone and Carlos was right in front of me when I looked down. I'm with him, I pointed with my eyes and he took my hand and let me follow him to his table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He pulled out my chair and let me sit first and tucked me in. He quickly sat on his and smiled to me. "Can we have the menu?", he asked the waitress. There was still ticking in my head and I was worried if Max would find out from anybody. He ordered us soft drinks and a regular cheese pizza with olives. "Annabelle, I'm sorry if I came off too strong at you and Max. I didn't mean to scare you and I never knew that you were his girlfriend." he said. "Why did you ask me out?", I asked him with a questionable voice. "I like you, I want to know you, you look like a sensible person and very interesting," He replied. I was flattered and yet worried about Max and a tad angry at Carlos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-4682707643489228896?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/4682707643489228896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/01/carlos-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4682707643489228896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4682707643489228896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2011/01/carlos-4.html' title='Carlos 4'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-5350141997623496486</id><published>2010-12-12T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:04:32.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfYyxVx1JI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oLadKVRBM1Y/s1600/apartment-lagos-town-portugese-holiday-letting-indoor-swimming-pool-129464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfYyxVx1JI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oLadKVRBM1Y/s320/apartment-lagos-town-portugese-holiday-letting-indoor-swimming-pool-129464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550643432507167890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indoor pool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfXm6iGtII/AAAAAAAAAOU/U0Jqv4bcNmE/s1600/red_door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfXm6iGtII/AAAAAAAAAOU/U0Jqv4bcNmE/s320/red_door.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550642129304728706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Red door (up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfXmQ3PAjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YUQqBKmO1Q8/s1600/purple_door.15581646_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfXmQ3PAjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YUQqBKmO1Q8/s320/purple_door.15581646_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550642118119064114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Purple Door (up)&lt;br /&gt;We got up and walked back home. My stomach hurts, I guess its my time of the month again. I hate having it, it makes me eat a lot. I told Max we had to hurry cause I told him that there was a "problem" and we actually ran back home. I was relieved that we made it in the elevator.&lt;div&gt;It really hurts and I had to cover my stomach for this. I wanted to sit on the floor of the elevator and rub my stomach to make the pain go away. The doors slide open and I ran for it, unlocking the door and ran to my room and straight to the toilet. I changed quickly, I wasn't sure if Max caught all that but I think he got a little surprised on how fast I run when it comes to my time of the month. I came out and breathed with relief, not knowing what might come next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Annabelle Board, breathe..', I thought to myself. "Elle, are you okay?", I heard Max asking from the living room, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be right out in a minute!", I replied back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I placed my phone and keys on my drawer and walked out of my room and shut the door. I saw Max wondering around the hall with a curious look on his face while rubbing his chin with his finger. "What are you doing?", I finally asked him, "Nothing, just thinking", he answered. "How many rooms do you have Ells?", he questioned me. "Well.. I haven't checked it all yet, do you mind wondering with me around the apartment?", I offered. He nodded with agreement and held my hand. We wondered around and about the apartment. I remembered The Green room, which was the movie room for us. The yellow room, which is my room. The Blue room, which was Dani's. But I think we missed two more. There was a Purple and Red room. Well basically doors, yet still I can't help but wonder what were in them. We walked towards The Purple room and slowly opened it. I peeked in for a sneak peek and saw the most wonderful thing. The Purple room was actually a swimming pool area. Amazing!. I didn't had a clue that this was going to happen. Did Dad already know this? That can't be true?. We shut the door close and opened the Red one. I saw nothing but an empty room. The walls were golden and looked like it was painted, not wallpaper. The brush looked big I guess. I could see the brush marks in circular motion, it was amazing. I felt the walls and it felt dry ad rough, I breathed the soft air that was in this room and turned around to see Max smiling at me. I smiled back and walked towards him. I held both his hands and felt so inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What shall I do with this room? Shall I do an Art studio? shall I make it as an extra room?", I asked him. I wanted him to help me, which thankfully he did. I asked him if he wanted to help me with my Art room and he looked at me by surprise. "I never told you that I took alot of art at school have I?", I smirked at him. He shook his head and smiled at me. "Help me fix this lovely room and turn it to something beautiful. Do you want to go to the store and get things to make this room fit in the apartment theme?", I asked and again he just grinned and nodded. "Why are you so quite?", I questioned him. "I've never really seen you this happy before and I don't want to ruin it by talking too much and you look adorable when you're happy, your cheeks get all red and you sound like a puppy", he replied to me. I awed him by thinking that I was cute.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hugged him tight and just when I was about to cherish this amazing moment with him, the phone rang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-5350141997623496486?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/5350141997623496486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5350141997623496486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5350141997623496486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos-3.html' title='Carlos 3'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TQfYyxVx1JI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oLadKVRBM1Y/s72-c/apartment-lagos-town-portugese-holiday-letting-indoor-swimming-pool-129464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-4012792631421463537</id><published>2010-12-08T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T08:06:11.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos 2</title><content type='html'>I turned around and saw him smiling at me. I turned to Max, he was still inside the shop. I was shaking and I was hoping that Carlos doesn't it. I sat on my hands to keep them warm, but instead I had the feeling of blood moving away from them. "What do you want Carlos?", I questioned him, "Nothing, nothing.. Can't I just say hello to an old friend's girlfriend?", he joked. "No, you can't!", I heard behind me. I turned to Max and he looked angry at Carlos. "What in the world are you doing here?", he growled at Carlos. "I was just grabbing a bite to eat? what? can't a guy eat by himself on a nice afternoon?", he replied. "Just stay away!", Max ordered. I look on the table and saw the pizza, it felt warm near my hand and I was so hungry.&lt;div&gt;Carlos grinned at both of us and walked away. He dropped a twenty dollar bill on his table and called the cab. Max sat beside me and smiled a tiny bit. "What's his deal? why can't he leave me alone?", I asked him. "Nothing, it's really nothing", he replied. "Tell me", I ordered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just don't get mad or whatever okay?", he warned me before telling the story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" You see, Carlos and I were really close friends and we did everything together. At that time he was seeing this girl named &lt;i&gt;Lisa&lt;/i&gt;, She was really pretty and I had a crush on her. Carlos didn't know. We were still kids, I thought, we were still in high school and I thought he wouldn't mind or anything. Later that night, I was hanging out with Carlos and Lisa at a cafe and he had to go to the bathroom. Lisa was looking at me and it felt intense, like she knew my feelings for her. She stood up and kissed me, I was surprised and scared. We turned to see that Carlos saw me kissing her and she blamed me for everything. I knew it was wrong and he WAS my best friend back then. He said I stole his dream. At school, they posted up on the board on who gets in the collage they wanted, some do get it but some don't. I always wanted to go to NYU with him, but he didn't get accepted. He told me that we couldn't be friends because he said I stole his dream and his girl. I told him that it was just dumb luck and everything might've been like this already and now he's a creep and a manic. I don't want him to steal you away from me", he explained to me. I was in awe and surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yet I'm thankful that you got in, or not I wouldn't have met you and you wouldn't have taught me so well", I looked on the brighter side. I know the story was old and Carlos is new to me. But who cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was still hungry after all the talking. We finished the pizza and I wanted to know more about Carlos. Max didn't want to talk about him, I guess, but the relationship between Lisa and Carlos was fine. And I hadn't a reason why Lisa was into Max. I wanted to know more about her also. "Can you tell me more about Lisa?", I asked. He looked at me and rubbed his hands together because of the cold air. He held my hand and found a bench we could sit on. He held my hand and rubbed it close together with his. "Well, Lisa and I were close friends, like I told you with Carlos. She told me that she liked me back and I never knew that. She said that we she sees me with other girls, she just wanted to slap me. So, there was one night where we were invited to Carlos's party at LA and I drove us there and when we arrived, Carlos had a girl waiting there for me and he handed her to me and she was really drunk. I ended up being drunk myself and one thing lead to another. I told Lisa about it and her eyes just went all teary and she wanted to hit me so bad. Instead she went over to Carlos and they ended up waking up next to each other in the morning. And they've been together ever since, which made me jealous and that was it for me", He explained. I realized that when he kept on saying her name, he sounds so heartbroken. I wanted to find this Lisa girl, but I know it'll make everything between me and mark complicated. I didn't say anything to him, so I just breathed deeply and calmed down. I looked at my watch and smiled at him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know I love you Annabelle Board", as he lifted my chin with his finger, "I know, I love you too", I replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-4012792631421463537?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/4012792631421463537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4012792631421463537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/4012792631421463537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos-2.html' title='Carlos 2'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-5186492977047358394</id><published>2010-12-07T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:13:39.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos</title><content type='html'>It was really getting late and I think we slept through the movie. I woke Max up and told him to move to my room. I was guessing that Dani is in his room already and asleep. I creeped back to my room, whilst holding Max's hand and pulling him to get to the room. I lay on the bed with him and switched off the lights. &lt;div&gt;-3pm-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up hearing the alarm and I forgot that I had a test today that Dani told me to study while he was away. I wrote down on a piece of paper that to move the test in two more days, because I forgot to read. I hope he doesn't get angry at me. Lucky Max has the holiday's already. Lucky it's a private school. I got up and took a shower. While showering, I heard Max yawning. Thinking that he was looking for me, I got out and brushed my teeth, I peaked through the sliding doors and saw him looking at some books I left on my table in the closet. I dried my hair and still wearing the towel and looked for my clothes. I wanted to look grunge today, so I asked my Boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Max baby, can you help me again?", I asked using my little girl's voice, I shook my head twice to hear that wasn't I just said and yet he smiled and picked out my clothes. He took out a long-seelved shirt, the colors were dark blue and red, and some denim jeans, more of an 80's look I guessed. "Do you mind?", he asked nicely while pointing to the bathroom, I smirked and stepped aside. I put on the clothes and looked at the mirror. "Not bad", I said to myself and turned to the shoe area. I wanted grunge, so I took out converse. I put them on and turned to the table behind me. The books that I left on the table were my childhood pictures. I didn't want to put it in the living-room, because it was too risky and people might make a big deal out of it. I opened one of them and looked at my younger self. I was so joyful back then and now look at me, I got better. My ruined life in Jakarta was ruined and now my life is what I've always dreamt it would be like. Max came out and to see that he was already in his clothes and clean as a whistle. "Is that you?", he asked, "Yeah, that WAS me", I told him in a sarcastic tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What? what's wrong?", he asked. "Nothing, I just don't like to see bad memories, the pictures gives too much flash backs", I said to him. He took my hand and closed the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Let's go out", he said and held my hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got out of the apartment, I was getting kind of hungry so he ordered a pizza, while I wait outside, reading my english lit. book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So a pretty maiden like yourself is sitting all alone?", a voice said behind me. I panicked and turned around slowly and looked up. "Carlos", I breathed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-5186492977047358394?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/5186492977047358394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5186492977047358394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5186492977047358394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/carlos.html' title='Carlos'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-6482732469095222040</id><published>2010-12-01T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T03:14:54.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything now 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; background-color: rgb(20, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Carlos gave me a look and grinned. I got scared. Max held my hand and promised to me that he won't go close to me. I kissed his hand and nodded to him. Carlos popped his head from the side and smiled at me, like he was going to do something to me. I asked Max if we could go home and I was getting freaked out by him (Carlos). Max took my hand and walked out of Starbucks, I turned and saw Carlos walking out too. Instead of following, he went back to his car and waved at me. I just wanted to give him the finger and laugh my head off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. I turned to Max and smiled at him, my feelings were strong. I know that he'll protect me from Carlos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; background-color: rgb(20, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We arrived home already and Max clicked the button that points up. I was getting sleepy, i didn't want to sound whiny but I'm his girlfriend, I kind of had the right to be one. "Babe, can you sleep in my room tonight?", I asked, "Sure baby I will", as he kissed my forehead. BING!. I heard the doors slide open and walked to my apartment. Everything about today was special, excluding the Carlos part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; background-color: rgb(20, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I unlocked the door and went in, saw Dani sitting by the coffee table and resting his feet on it. "Hey Dad, we're home", I yelled from afar. He smiled at me and Max, then kept reading his paper. Such a Dani thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Georgia; background-color: rgb(20, 20, 20); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I took Max by the hand and walked to the green room. "Do you wanna watch a movie?", I asked, "Yeah, why don't we watch 'It's a wonderful life'?", he offered and he searched through everything and eventually found it. I thought 'my first movie with my boyfriend!' and I wish it didn't come out of my mouth again, I looked at him and saw nothing but  a smiled on his face. I breathed. He put in the tape and played the movie, while we cuddled under the blanket and sighed with relaxation. I felt happy that I could cherish these moments with him and everything I hoped it would be. Max held my hand and brushed my hair with the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-6482732469095222040?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/6482732469095222040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-know-everything-now-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6482732469095222040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6482732469095222040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-know-everything-now-5.html' title='I know everything now 5'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-8956577970249312931</id><published>2010-11-21T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:25:42.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything now 4</title><content type='html'>I turned and told him to meet me outside and that I was still uncomfortable with the whole idea of him being there when I'm half naked. I walked out and saw Max staring at the Doll. He was amazed by it but I wanted to just shake him off, since it was scaring me. I was starting to hate the Doll, yet it has its unique thing that I love which makes me feel normal. I shook it off and called Max and asked him if he was ready. "Later Dani, gonna take a walk kay?",I told him. "Hey Anna, can I talk to you for a second?", he asked me. I walked towards him and we walked to the Den. "Are you in a relationship with Max?", he questioned me. I paused for a second and breathed. I peeked at him for a little and saw his eyebrow get caught by a hook. I cleared my throat and answered him. "Yes", I  answered firmly. "Well can I speak with him? If that's okay with you?" he asked me.&lt;div&gt;I walked away from Dani and towards Max, I saw his eyes were a little intense. "Babe, my Dad wants to talk to you", as I saw his eye flicker a bit. I held his arm and told him that everything will be okay. I saw him walk to the Den and heard nothing but silence. But then I heard grunting and laughter. I wanted to take a peek inside and listen but  that'll be so rude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited for 5 minutes and saw Dani and Max walk out from the Den and agreed on each other about going to Brooklyn sometime. "Anna, I am so glad that you and Max got together. He is a great guy ", he shook Max's shoulders while complimenting me and him. I did a little charity laugh and smiled. "Thanks Dad, we'll see you later? okay?", as I held Max's arm and turned my head to whisper at Dani. He nodded his head and smiled at the both of us. "Bye Dad!", I yelled across the hall and took the apartment keys and closed the door behind me. Max was already at the elevator waiting for me and as I got in he held my hand. "What did Dani say?", I asked him nicely. " Uhh.. He asked me questions about how I'm going to live my life with you and to never hurt in any way possible. Over all he likes talking about the things that I like too. Like sculpture searching or going to the met occasionally. He asked me if I wanted to look at his art in Brooklyn with you next month and I agreed to go", He exampled to me. I smiled and rubbed his arm. I loved the way he agrees on so much. One of the reason why I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked out the elevator as soon as the doors opened. Max called a cab and took us to the met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we walked in and took a left, everything was amazing. The art of Monte. It actually made me cry. Well.. Figuratively. I love those fake dolls about history, it reminds me of the movie 'Night in the Museum' I like that movie. Funny that we didn't care what time it was. We headed out the doors and this time I called the cab and took us to the planetarium. Max has a friend there that can make us have a private room and he told me that he has something so special that he wanted me to see. It was a 30 minute ride and alas we arrived. His friend, Jason, opened the door to let us in and closed it shut. It was all dark inside and chilly. Jason turned on the stars and it was amazing. I was dazed about everything today. Jason laid out a blanket on the chairs. We sat down and cuddled up and looked up at the stars. He held my hand tight and kissed my hand. I do like this and it was really sweet of him. I didn't want it to end. I hope it won't. We sat there for hours, non-stop laughing and talking. Everything was perfect. I had a thought, if I was outgoing like this in Jakarta, my life would be like that already. But New York really does change you and I like that feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max looked at his watch and told me that we have to go. I wanted to stay a little bit longer, but we had no chance and went outside. Max paid Jason the money he owes him for everything and walked towards me with a smile. I see him getting something from his coat and saw a blue, shiny box. It was tiny and tied with a ribbon on it. "This is for everything you've done to me and for me, Thank you", as he handed me the gift. I untied the bow and opened the box. I saw a little locket, it was silver and had my name engraved on it. I opened the locket and saw more writing. It says &lt;i&gt;' Forever the one, forever we'll be and don't worry it'll be just you and me. I love you Annabelle '. &lt;/i&gt;I had tears coming down and I hugged him really tight and thank him for the necklace. A beautiful present and a cute poem inside. I know that this relationship would work and I know that we'd last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max kissed my forehead and called a cab. He took us home, but first he wanted to get coffee for Dani and I. We stopped at the nearest Starbucks and I sat down on a empty seat. I looked around the room and saw a guy staring at me. He had black curly hair and fair skinned. He smiled and caught me staring back. He got up and walked towards me, sat on my table and asked, "Where are you from?", " Jakarta, why?" I questioned. "Why all the sudden of sitting here and asking me weird questions?" I asked him this time. "Is it wrong to ask a stranger?", he questioned me. "Uh, yes it is", I replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in time, Max patted the man's shoulder and as he turned around, he smiled at Max. "Max, what a surprise to see you here", he grimaced. "Carlos, go away", he ordered. "Chill just getting to know people more, like you said last time", he explained. "She's my girlfriend", he said and Carlos looked at me and smiled. "Just go Carlos", Max pushed his body and he walked away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carlos looked back at me and did a phone signal and pointed on the tissue on my table. I turned it around and saw it already under my hand. Sneaky. "What's that?" Max asked . "Nothing, I just had something in my hand and it was spreading". I threw the tissue to the can and smiled back at Carlos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-8956577970249312931?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/8956577970249312931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-everything-now-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/8956577970249312931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/8956577970249312931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-everything-now-4.html' title='I know everything now 4'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-6677824767573415589</id><published>2010-11-02T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T03:21:30.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything now 3</title><content type='html'>We walked back to the bedroom and crawled into bed. I heard him breathe slowly on my neck and felt his arm hug my body close to his. I touched his hand and he kissed my neck and we slept. &lt;div&gt;The next morning, I woke up and he was gone. But then I smelt something so good coming from the kitchen. I got up from bed and walked to the living room, I saw him holding a fan facing me and chuckled darkly. I didn't want to laugh because my breath smelt bad and I forgot to brush my teeth after I got up from bed, the smell was so arousing that I forgot everything, I smiled and walked towards him and sat down. "Good Afternoon Miss Board, I hope you like Brunch," as he opened the lid off the plate. I saw a lady burger with bacon inside and a boiled eye on a goblet. It was so sweet of him. He sat in front of me and saw that he's eating scrambled eggs, bacon and chopped beef. He smiled at me and ate his brunch. I love a guy who can cook. To me, it's charming. The door bell rang and I stood up to get it, since I was done. I opened the door and saw Dani standing there smiling at me and hugged me straight away. I yelled at him with joy and kissed his forehead. I smiled and I think he saw Max in the kitchen?. "Max!", he yelled in the hall, 'Yeah he did', I thought. When Dani walked in, I had to breathe deeply, I walked back to the kitchen and saw Max and Dani did the hug handshake thing that guys mostly do. Its like they've known each other for years. Max is so old for his age. I chuckled to myself and wondered if Max or Dani saw me doing that. They didn't. Good thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked towards both of them and asked Dad about the trip. He told me that he wasn't in a friendly state when on the first day, but then on the second day, he was. He made loads of friends and some of them are coming over tonight, to check out the apartment. I wasn't really understanding the part where his friends are coming over and checking out the apartment, so I asked him, "Are we moving again?" I asked. "NO NO! GOD NO! I love it here", he replied. I puffed hard and stared at Max with wide eyes. But he smiled and that calmed me down. Dad took my hand and dragged me outside the apartment and brought Max with him. I saw the most beautiful art doll. I wanted to touch it but Dani won't let me. In my head, it looks like it was moving and I was so happy. Feeling happy. Amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Doll was heavy, so they [Dani and Max] carried it to the living room. Very black and bold with a hint of shadow grey. I grimaced at the doll. I wanted to hug Dani and smile all day. I forgot that I haven't showered yet, so I ran to the bathroom and showered. I think that Max was looking for me. When I finished I called him to go to the room and help me with what I should wear today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Help me baby", I asked. He took out a plain white shirt and jeans with leather boots. Now I really feel like a barbie doll. I dried my hair and put my clothes on, I didn't realize that he was still standing there. He held my hips and kissed my neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-6677824767573415589?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/6677824767573415589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-everything-now-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6677824767573415589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6677824767573415589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-everything-now-3.html' title='I know everything now 3'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-6106917605724321123</id><published>2010-10-31T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T06:42:28.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything now 2</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updated to the whole new series thing and he was. I don't have a TV in my room since I was always doing homework and all. So I watched with him. My phone rang and it was Dani. I picked up. "Hello? Dani, is something wrong?" I asked him, "Anna, I need your help, Can you get my paint set in my room" he ordered me, "Why? Are you painting again?" as I turned to Max with his curious face, "Yeah! I've been promoted and they asked me to do a piece and I said yes!", "OH MY GOD! THAT IS GREAT DAD!" I yelled at the phone, "WOAH! haha relax I'm not done yet, I'm flying off to Brooklyn and it will be presented there and don't worry I'll be back in two days" he explained to me. "Oh, that is amazing, you should totally go Dad and I don't want you to waste time alot" I told him, "good! thank you Anna, you are such a great daughter! I love you!" he said, "Woah Dad chill! haha I love you too" I replied and closed the phone. &lt;div&gt;I told Max about everything and he asked me if I can stay with him in my apartment. I froze for a moment and drifted off. "Hey ells, are you there?" he giggled. "Yeah yeah I'm here"I clicked and snapped out of it. Everything in my mind went clear and all I wanted to do was make it come back to me. I told him to pack up his stuff and he's sleeping in my room. I texted Dani that Max is going to sleep in the green room so he can have a closer eye on me and would help me study. I thinks he knows by now that everything about me and Max, yeah I think its all cleared up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I unlocked the door and dropped the keys in the bowl. He walked in my room and put his clothes in the empty closet and hanged them. I saw him walking towards me to the kitchen and helped me cut the vegetables. I saw him wear shorts and it looked cute on him. I have never seen him wear shorts, only black or blue denim jeans. I smiled at him to make him think that I wasn't dreaming or anything and started chopping up stuff again. I saw him staring at me with confusion and asked me about stuff that I didn't want to answer. "Anna, is it okay for me to stay with you? cause I know your face doesn't look like you want me here" he told me. "Yeah I do want you to stay here and I don't really want to be alone and I like you being here with me" as I cuffed his shirt, making his nose close to mine. I kissed his nose and pinched his cheek. "Come on, we gotta finish up the chopping here" he said. I smiled and bit my nail. It wasn't anything new but I liked biting them but he just didn't realize it that well, until now that is. He caught me biting my nails and laughed. "What?" I asked him curiously. "Nothing, it's kinda cute that you bite your nails but don't make it as a habit,"he told me, So I stopped. I saw every thing chopped up already and that means we are ready to sleep. "Max are you coming?" I asked, "Yeah, hold on one more wrap and we've done everything" while he wrapped. "I'll be in bed," I joked and walked away. I didn't hear the door open but he was already inside the closet. I brushed my teeth and kissed him on the head and got in bed. He stood by the closet door and smiled at me while crossing his arms and sighed. "Goodnight Miss Board" he said and slept with me under the covers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought about the things I've done in the pass and I'm glad it got me here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a blank dream, it went all white. I woke up straight away and panicked, I felt my heart beating really fast and I ran to the bathroom. I thought I woke Max up but I didn't. I washed my face and breathed in and out. I turned around and saw Max sit up on the bed and wondered where I went. I walked back to the bed and saw him smile to me. I grinned and sat on the bed. "What's wrong?", he asked me and held my hand. "I had a seriously blank dream and I thought I was going to lose my senses or something, you know ", I explained to him. "Don't worry, its just a dream and you won't ever have anything like that again", he told me with a firm grip on my hand. I smiled and kissed his hand. I needed more time to breathe, he knew my face and so we took a walk around the apartment and sat down at the living room area. I'm not more of a living room person but I am more of a bedroom person. I love being around him, he made coffee and sat next to me. We talked all night until the sun rose up and on that day he said 'I love you'. He left me breathless, I didn't want to be the one that made him feel the way he felt before and so I replied 'I love you too'. I held him so tight and smiled. "Thank you so much for being there for me," I said to him and kissed his nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-6106917605724321123?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/6106917605724321123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know-everything-now-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6106917605724321123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6106917605724321123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know-everything-now-2.html' title='I know everything now 2'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-7220292971695999460</id><published>2010-10-26T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:06:31.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know everything now</title><content type='html'>As we entered the park and saw animals, Max asked me a lot of different questions. He couldn't stop complaining about the fact that I was a weird person at school. I smelt hot dogs and I was hungry again. "Do you want me to get you one?", he offered. "Yeah, no mustard just ketchup" I smiled. I thought of everything he's done for me lately and he is just really nice. He finally arrived with my hotdog, He was hungry too I guess, he also bought one. I asked him about his ex's and he said he only had two. One was his best friend at school and the other moved away from here to finish up her art in Paris. I love art but not as much as she did though, I wouldn't leave him like this. "Awww, it's okay.. I promise I won't leave you like she did" I awed to him and hugged him. He giggled and kissed my forehead. We found a park bench and sat after all the walking. I looked up and saw pink petals fall to the ground, I looked from side to side, it looked like art was doing things by itself and yet people don't notice it. "What are you thinking?", he asked me, "I wanna take this picture and paint it" I showed him as I did a photo-shaped picture with my fingers. "That is a wonderful idea, I'll get you film tomorrow? yes?" he offered, "no, it's okay.. I still have my camera and I haven't used it before so I'm fine" I rejected politely. He nodded his head with agreement and smiled. I asked if he wanted to walk back to the apartment and I think he was a little tired after all that walking. I called a cab and told the driver to take us back to the apartment. I still had a lot of money left since I never spend my money on anything at all. We arrived and I paid the driver and thanked him for dropping us off. I held his hand and clicked for the elevator and waited. I wanted to ask him something, "Can I see your room?" I asked him and he just smiled at me with surprise. "What? is something wrong?" I asked, "No, it's just nobody has seen my room before and I've never heard a girl ask me this" he explained. "So, I'm letting you be the first for everything", he grinned nicely to me. BING! as I heard the slides open and as we went in he held my hand. I clicked the 14th floor button and stood there. BING! there is goes again. I can't stop smiling since he was going to take me to his room now. He unlocked the door and let me in first and looked around for his mother. There was a note on the coffee table and has the name "&lt;i&gt;Max"&lt;/i&gt; on it. It said that his mother went to Brooklyn for a week and it was because of her job, she had to do things there too. She worked as a fashion designer and wow was she good. I saw the paintings on the wall, at the hall when walking to the living room. It felt like I was in a Art Gallery. I was nearly to his room. I could tell cause he has a painting of his favorite animal, the eagle, it's really adorable. He opened the door and the room was amazing, but it was normal like every guys room but it was CLEAN! I looked through everything and saw loads of books about animals and life and different things that I shouldn't read about. He shows more of his sexuality in his room then what he looks like. That's a good thing. I sat on his king sized bed and he sat beside me. His television was huge!, I could barely close my eyes when watching a channel there. Supernatural was on and he liked the series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-7220292971695999460?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/7220292971695999460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know-everything-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7220292971695999460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7220292971695999460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know-everything-now.html' title='I know everything now'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-6811460438950948754</id><published>2010-10-25T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T01:08:30.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, love AB 5</title><content type='html'>I chopped up everything and set the table for the both of us. It felt like I married Max, yet I wish. i smelt that outstanding aroma and sniffed my way towards Max. He laughed because of my silly senses couldn't handle themselves. I sat back down and pored more orange juice since my throat was really dry. Max served me and I saw a smily face on my plate. I smiled back at him and kissed him, he kissed me back. I didn't know what we are, he didn't either. I asked, "are we together? like boyfriend and girlfriend now?", it was a silly question to ask him. I felt something in the pit of my stomach that he might say no or something. "Depends, do you want to be?" he replied with a smirk. I looked at him and saw his hand holding mine. I couldn't stop smiling and neither did he. Everything was going too fast and I can't stand it. I breathed in and said, "love too". He grinned. "Welcome to my life Annabelle board" he said. Our hands didn't let go, I was happy. I have a boyfriend. He's actually my FIRST boyfriend ever. I wanted to go back in the yellow room and rest my head but I have to study and Max is going to help with it. Everything was blur right now and I can't wait to tell Dani about this. &lt;div&gt;8 am already and I haven't started reading my Science book. I ran back to my room and grabbed a note pad and opened the text book. Max held my hand as he sat the green room together, reading books. I noticed that he had a necklace and it was a ring, I wanted to ask who's it from but I didn't dare to ask. I just stared at it for a couple minutes and finally saw 'always here for you'. He caught me staring at the ring, "It's from my Dad, he's in the army, he gave it to me when I was 9" he told. I was moved by this and everything was relaxed again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I squeezed his hand because I was so stressed about everything. Max kissed my hand and told me it was going to be fine and he knows that everything will be alright. I looked at the clock and saw '10 am', I asked Max if he wanted to go out and have a cup of coffee and he said yes. So, I got up and grabbed my coat and beanie and off we went. As we walked out of this apartment, I saw felt the wind became more calmer than before. I liked that. '&lt;i&gt;STARBUCKS' &lt;/i&gt;was the only good coffee shop I know. We walked in and I ordered one hot mocha with blueberry muffin and one pure cocoa and a cookie. Max disappeared in the crowd and I was alone. When I got my order and paid for it, I saw Max talking to another person. He had brown hair and green eyes. He looked similar to Max but more bold and shaped. "Here you go," as I gave the coffee to Max. "Annabelle, this is Jost "rain-man" remmy, Jost, this is my girlfriend. Annabelle" as he introduced me to Jost, I shaked his hand and blush by the thought that he called me "girlfriend". Jost smiled at me in a friendly way and I liked that. Max held me close to him by my waist while he talked to Jost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So Annabelle, Max tells me that you lived in Jakarta?" He asked me. "Yeah, all my life and now here!" I replied. "That's great! are you schooling here?" he questioned, "Unfortunately, no. my Dad wants me home-schooled," I answered. he nodded his head. "Well, welcome to New York Bella" he named me. I wasn't really into the Twilight thing but I liked the name. But I preferred people calling me Anna. I found us some place for us to sit and we waved 'good-bye' at Jost. "He's really nice," I told him, "he's a ladies man, did you even notice how close you were when standing next to me just now?" he questioned, "Yeah and I couldn't breathe, are you trying to love me to death?" I joked, "No, I just didn't want to let you go" he charmed. I smiled hiding behind my hair that was infront of my face. I tied up my hair and saw him staring at me. "What?" I puzzled. "You look very pretty with your hair up" he said. "Thank you" I answered. As we finished eating and drinking everything, we went to the Central Park Zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-6811460438950948754?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/6811460438950948754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6811460438950948754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6811460438950948754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-5.html' title='New York, love AB 5'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-1550669997976304292</id><published>2010-10-19T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:03:36.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, love AB 4</title><content type='html'>I walked back to my yellow room and took a shower. I missed Max. I wish he could stay here with me, but alas he can't. Everything around me felt like it was about to pop. I dried off everything and brushed my teeth. I looked at the mirror and saw that girl again. She wasn't pasty white, just plain cream. The dark brown haired girl grew and now I know what must be done. I have to open my heart to everything Dani gives. Be more happier as a person and know that everything doesn't surround me anymore. The people around are more important than what I am. I will always make people around me happy for as long as I-- .. someone knocked the door. It distracted me from what I was about to say. "Who is it?" I yelled from the bathroom. "Its me! Max!" the voice from the door yelled. I walked to the door while I put on my shirt and pants. I didn't have to look like a princess or a glamour girl to see Max, he wasn't a judge for a runaway. I opened the door and saw him smiling at me. He was holding one rose and a tiny card was tied to it. I tilt my head to the side and read it. "Smile like there's no tomorrow," I smiled. "What are you doing here, Dani might wonder why you're here" I giggled. His face looked like he didn't care, so I pulled his arm in and locked the door. I forgot to tell Dani something and unlocked the door again. "Dani! don't forget you have work tomorrow, early so you don't have to knock and open my door for anything! I'll be studying the whole day", then "Okay Anna! don't forget your Limits of accuracy and all " he yelled back at me. I puffed and locked the door behind me. I turned to face the rose but instead my eyes went to his face. "Hilo.." I blushed and saw him grinning like nothing in this world is going to make him stop me. I walked to him and sat by his side. I looked at the clock and saw 10 pm. How can this be the right time? I asked myself time and time again about TIME. Ugh, nevermind. Let's get back to my story. Anyways, Max held my hand and kissed it. I blinked twice to see if this was a dream or not. "YAY" says the voices in my head. "I can't sleep, can I stay here?" he asked politely, "Yes you can", I replied. He rest his head on my pillow and facing to me, we didn't do anything, just stare and talk about things about us. It was the happiest moment in my life and I don't ever want to waste it. &lt;div&gt;I didn't realize that it was morning already and I haven't slept and neither did Max. I giggled and thought of my breath being smelly to him but he seemed like he didn't mind. I didn't want this day to end so soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max kissed my forehead and hugged me from behind as I turned around to spoon him. Everything was perfect but it was too fast. I thought about the things I've done so far. i've only been here for three days and already I feel like its forever. I didn't want to think too much or not I'd get a migraine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard my phone ring twice but I didn't care. Max picked up the phone and said it was Dani. He told Dani that he just came over to let me borrow some books to study. He didn't tell the other part, which I'm cool with. His Mom called his phone and he told her that he was sick and staying at his friends house for awhile. It was kind of cool with the bad boy thing he's doing. I find it cute. He showered before me and got his clothes while his mom was sleeping in the apartment. Its like he lives with me. He picks out my clothes for me and makes me dress like a barbie doll going to paris. I feel loved. "Max, isn't your mom going to look for you?" I asked. "She'll be fine, I'm going to ask Dani if I can stay here to help you study, I can pretend to sleep in the green room, don't worry about it," he explained really well. I got up and took a shower., put on my clothes and everything and walked to the kitchen. I smelt food.  Dani wasn't here, I saw his note. 'Anna, went to work and be back by 10 pm. don't worry about me. Love Dad'. Max was cooking and it smelt do good. He really is sexy. I sat down on the table and smiled at him as he cooking and chopped everything. "Can I help you with that?" I offered, "Yeah sure come here and cut this for me" he told me. I was cutting the carrots and saw that his hand touched mine. I saw a strawberry in this mouth and it was pointing to me. I took a bite and tasted the whip cream. "grr" he growled at me. I giggled but I wanted to laugh my butt off. "Hey, haha let me finish cutting first then we can go on with &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;" I said to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-1550669997976304292?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/1550669997976304292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/1550669997976304292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/1550669997976304292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-4.html' title='New York, love AB 4'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-371366408956276196</id><published>2010-10-11T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:42:20.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, love AB 3</title><content type='html'>I realized that everything here is witnessing the best thing that has ever happened to me. Max coming into my life and everything about moving here. Amazing, I thought. He held my hand and got up, "Annabelle you ready?" he asked, "ready for what?" I was still dazzled. He held both of my cheeks and said "Annabelle board! wake up!"he laughed. I was surprised when he woke me up from my daydream, but he was so charming!!. It was twilight all over again, but cut out the Edward Cullen vampire thing and Jacob Black, that'll never happen. &lt;div&gt;His face was closer to mine this time, I held my breath and stared at him for 15 seconds. He blinked, "you lose" I said playfully and he laughed. He took my hand and took me to the bedroom and told me to wash my face and brush me teeth and wear something for the cold. He got out to his room and he'll knock on my door when he's ready. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I didn't wanna look too over dressed, so I put on a striped long sleeved shirt with thermal underneath and a leather jacket with UGG boots. I sat down on my bed and took out my phone under my pillow. I barely used it since I don't have much friends. But I bought one for my dad and in this case &lt;i&gt;max&lt;/i&gt;. Everything was so-- &lt;i&gt;knock knock knock, &lt;/i&gt;I heard the door. Max is here to pick me up. I texted Dani and told him I was going out with Max at Central Park for sight-seeing. He replied 'okay, don't wait up'. I was surprised he didn't care where I was going, I just wonder how his job is. Working at the art gallery. Max knocked on my yellow door and peaked his beautiful head to the side. "Hello beautiful, how's it going?" he asked sweetly, he looked at me and smiled. I thought about his lips for a moment and I just wanted to slap my face for imagining bad things in my head. I snapped out of it and smiled back at him. "Let's go!" I giggled and held his hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He tickled me and I ran for it to the elevator. I clicked the ground floor and stood there in silence. Max smiled wildly this time, it was like he was going to do something to me and I became frightened and giddy at the same time. I moved next to him and held his hand, he held mine back. I kissed his cheek and he kissed mine back. I let go of his hand and the doors slid open. The guy at the front door smiled at the both of us and I wanted to giggle but Max did a straight face, more of a gentlemen then I expected. The doorman opened the door for us and as we walked out of the apartment the world of darkness just ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could feel the cold breeze brush through my hair and I breathed in the air in my mouth. Max held my hand and we walked to Central park together. He asked me about everything, about the weather back in Jakarta, about the schools there, about the people there. I was glad we atleast have something to talk about then awkward silence every time. I saw an old couple kissing under a tree and they were having a picnic. "aww they are so cute," I awed. Max got us a bench and we sat down after a long day of walking around and round. I saw kids walking their dogs, people reading newspapers and magazines. People kissing, people hugging, people crying, people who can't be bothered to do anything else then just lay out until a tree and read a book. I breathed for a minute and remember who I was with. I turned to Max. His beautiful face made me smile so wide that my teeth need more room to shine. "Max, am I pretty?," I asked him, "no", he replied. "I think you're beautiful", I blushed for a moment. I wanted to kiss him but it was too sudden. "We should go back, Dani might get angry," I said. We walked to the entrance and saw the apartment from the other side of the street. Max looked at me and asked if he wanted to race me to the end of the street where the apartment was. One.. Twoo... Three! we were off! I ran as fast as I could, before all the cars came in. Max laughed when he finally got to the end. "WOW, you are fast!", he puffed, "haha I like running" I told him. The doorman smiled and opened the door for us and we ran too the elevator. Then, something amazing happened out of the blue. He kissed me there. I didn't stop smiling. I didn't even know what to do. I finally got my feeling back on track and kissed him back. I stopped when he stopped. "You are so charming", I told him, "then you must be my princess," he smiled. The doors slid open and he kissed my forehead and bid me goodnight. I was the happiest girl on the planet!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-371366408956276196?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/371366408956276196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/371366408956276196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/371366408956276196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-3.html' title='New York, love AB 3'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-7663374739398049368</id><published>2010-10-07T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T02:32:23.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, love AB 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TK6l2ug5QxI/AAAAAAAAANk/03qR2jOx_Ao/s1600/GreenDoor.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525536152447697682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TK6l2ug5QxI/AAAAAAAAANk/03qR2jOx_Ao/s320/GreenDoor.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;picture 01&lt;/div&gt;I ran back to my room and jumped on the bed. I couldn't be bothered changing, I'm ALREADY in my jamys. I finally drifted off to my dream world and smiled through the whole night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;RING RING &lt;/i&gt;I hate that sound. I wanted to just shut that thing off. I opened my eyes and saw the alarm clock, 9 am. I got up and brushed my teeth. It felt like a hotel for the first time. I was never really into the whole high class thing. I was more of a down low person. Went out of my room and walked to the kitchen. It was big. I couldn't stop staring at the table, everything was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got jealous because Dad didn't consult me with anything about the design; Did he do before we moved? is that the reason why he let me stay with Aunt Lacy? maybe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard a huge grunt and yes that was him. Dani searched through the cupboards and found coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made myself eggs and bread. I never really ate that much, but my body was an 'okay' shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you gonna hang out with him again anna?" he questioned me in a fatherly way. "yeah, this afternoon, he's gonna come over and hang out. Maybe I'll just watch some DVD's and popcorn?" I told him. "There's a cinema in the green door?" Dad surprised me. I never knew we had those things in here. I stood up and ran for it. I ran to the green door and it swung open with me. "WOW" that is all I could say while looking through everything inside. All the DVD's of my favorite movies were here. I ran back to Dani and asked him "how did this happen?". "Well it's kind of a runaway home for me and incase, you" he explained to me. My jaw dropped open and I turned around smiling. Later on, I took a shower and dried my hair. I walked to the green door and cuddled up with a blanket and the pillows. I watched Mary Poppins alone. I was having too much fun, I fell asleep. I heard someone knocking the door. I opened my eyes from a good sleep, the movie was still on and it was set to menu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;COME IN&lt;/strong&gt;!" I yelled at the door and it swung open. I saw an arm, shoulder then a face. One beautiful face. '&lt;em&gt;max..&lt;/em&gt;' I sighed in my head. "Hey, what are you watching?" he asks, " I'm watching, well I WAS watching Mary Poppins then I think I drifted off" I replied. "Has Dani left?" I questioned him; "yes he has, he told me that we were gonna watch a movie here and to find the green room" as he looked around in amazement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sit down, I'll get you a drink" I told him nicely. I went to the kitchen and got him a glass of orange juice and walked back to the green room. Yeah, lets call it the green room. Anyways, as I walked back to the green room, Max was shuffling through the DVD's. I looked behind me and saw the cupboard labeled "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;horror movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;" I opened it and saw all the DVD's ordered alphabetically. I was amazed that a person even had time to do this kind of thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pulled out one DVD and titled "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nightmare on Elm's Street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Are you sure?" he giggled, "yeah, why not? I love this movie" I told him with pride. He put it on and sat there while I was still standing. I stared at myself and and down my feet; 'why aren't I sitting next to him?' I asked myself. I took a deep breath and sat a few centimetres away from Max. He looked at me and said "why are you so far away? come here" while he dragged my arm to him. I was close to him than ever. I hope he doesn't hear my heart beating. Its racing really fast. "are you cold?" he asks, "yeah abit but I'm fine" I teased my arm. "here" he placed the furry blanket on me and with him. I smiled and sat there like the doll I am. " haha don't be stiff, chill out girl" he laughed at me. I relaxed only for a little while then sat straight again. In the middle of the movie I was falling asleep again. What is it with me and movies? I never get to finish them!. I suddenly felt a bit tired then it went black. I woke 30 mintues later and saw the movie was about to end. Max fell asleep too, I think from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't realized that I was sleeping on his shoulder and his arm was holding my waist. I felt loved. But I should ask him first before we'd even go out. I mean this isn't a date or anything. I saw him about to wake, I pretended to sleep back on his shoulder and peeked a little. He moved and yawned. I heard him giggle, I wanted to smile but then he'll know that I was awake before him. I woke up after that. "That was a nice movie" I joked and he laughed. I stared at his arm and him. "Annabelle, uhh.... sorry" he let go of my waist and sat straight up. "Can I ask you something?" I asked him, "sure anything" he turned his body to me. "I'm new to everything like this and I don't know how to do these kinds of things with a person" I confessed. He laughed. "You're doing just fine" he smiled. He kissed my cheek and tickled me. I laughed so hard that I wanted to piss my pants!, "MAX MAX! HAHA STOP IT! HAHAH" I laughed. He stopped and I rolled on to him and tickled him next, he laughed hard too, "Belle! haha stop! you're gonna make me piss! haha" and I stopped. For some reason, I had no idea why I was on top of him and why we were in that position. I got off. "Uhh, so how was school?" I switched the topic. "It was fine, anyways school was never really my interest" he told me. "What is your interest then?" I asked him, "I like writing" he looked at me and I asked "oh? funny I like reading" he giggled. "I write poems, short stories" he explained himself. And he pulled me to sit next to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are seriously the first girl I've told about this and you are so wonderful" he told me and I felt like I was flying on a cloud. "Um.. we should go out? Central park?" I asked and he smiled. CHARMING! I screamed in my head. "I just wanna thank god for creating you, you are just a wonderful peron" he complimented me. I blushed. He kissed my right cheek and on my nose. "Runaway with me" he joked, "I'd love too" I replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-7663374739398049368?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/7663374739398049368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7663374739398049368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7663374739398049368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab-2.html' title='New York, love AB 2'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TK6l2ug5QxI/AAAAAAAAANk/03qR2jOx_Ao/s72-c/GreenDoor.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-5233763983970260497</id><published>2010-10-06T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T03:25:55.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, love AB</title><content type='html'>I helped Max unpack my things. I quickly put my underwear and all sorts in the drawers as fast as I could. He took one last painting out and looked amazed by it. It was just a rose on a vase that sitting on a black table. He asked me "did you paint this?", "Yes I did" I shyly replied. I saw a tiny smile coming from the right side of his cheek and he just sat on the bed after that. The boxes were all done and everything looked just right. Max helped me hang my clothes in the closet. I was abit embarrassed about how much dark clothes I wear. But I do have a few light ones that I never wear at all. Maybe I should start wearing them. I thought then, my head had lots of pictures of me and Max strolling on a beach together, holding hands and kissing. I blinked. ' That will never happen' I said to myself. "What will never happen?" questioned Max. I twitched a little and turned to him, "uhhh.. never happen meaning I won't pull off these colors, yeah, these colors won't ever happen on me" I exhaled heavily and continued hanging my shirts. "Come on, you can pull this off" he told me like I was a barbie doll. "Try these light ones on and I'll wait and you can do the cat walk" he giggled.&lt;div&gt;I wanted to do a sarcastic laugh but he sat down on the chair and stared at me while I was just standing there in confusion. I walked quickly to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. He picked me the white flowery shirt, yellow corset and a white cardigan. It wasn't that bad, even I thought I look good. I unlocked the door and walked in the closet. I saw his eye open wide, "woww.. uh..bh..um..I.I.I...You look amazing!" he stuttered. I smiled a little. "Thank you. Um can I change now?" I pleaded him, " Now? why don't you come with me to the coffee shop across the street? like a date maybe?" he asked. "Maybe next time? okay? I still have to finish unpacking.. and my dad?" I explained gently to him. He looked at me and grinned. 'CHARMING' that was the first word popped  in my mind. "ells? ells?" he snapped his finger. I blinked twice. I have no idea why but I did. "haha you always space out whenever.." he laughed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry.. that weirdness is really getting to you" I smiled. He kissed my cheek and brushed  the right side of my hair. "What did you do that for?" I question with a hint of cheerfulness; "nothing, I just think you're cute thats all" he answered dearly. I kicked a little and blushed. It was the first time for me to ever talk to a boy I like. I'm never really the type to talk alot and he made me do all these things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um.. I think I'll finish with everything else, I'll talk to you tomorrow? I guess?" I said, "yeah sure, I'll come here tomorrow after school and after that we can just hang out here" he charmed everything out. I wanted to just kiss his face and never stop. Ugh.. my hormones again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked out of the closet, out of my room and to the front door. Max turned back and smiled on last time and walked to his door. "Bye" he smiled and closed the door behind him. I closed the door and told myself that this is my moment to change my life and start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-5233763983970260497?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/5233763983970260497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5233763983970260497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/5233763983970260497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-love-ab.html' title='New York, love AB'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-6218797760054074240</id><published>2010-10-05T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T04:09:27.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr54PN-YpI/AAAAAAAAANU/JUhwbjMPoR0/s1600/White-room00017-copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr54PN-YpI/AAAAAAAAANU/JUhwbjMPoR0/s400/White-room00017-copy1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524502637476471442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;picture 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr5BQNs4bI/AAAAAAAAANM/-srEl9f5rZs/s1600/installmrcrowleybeigecoolidge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr5BQNs4bI/AAAAAAAAANM/-srEl9f5rZs/s400/installmrcrowleybeigecoolidge1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524501692850954674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;picture 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr0xzpt3bI/AAAAAAAAANE/wINqhckfeps/s1600/9-26-08+white+room+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr0xzpt3bI/AAAAAAAAANE/wINqhckfeps/s400/9-26-08+white+room+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524497029439282610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Straight ahead were three chairs and five white orchids on the table. The light was shining very nicely too them. I love the way it looks, I wanted to smile every where I go. I walked pass the white book shelves and touched everything with my finger. I loved the smell, it smells like strawberries freshly cleaned and put out to dry in a cold room. I found a yellow door and I giggled, ' maybe there might be a blue room or a green room?', I turned the knob and saw a charming cream room, well I'm not good with colors but I think its pale yellow, I wanted to jump on the bed but Dad was calling me to the living room.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;ANNA! &lt;/b&gt;can you come here for a second!" he yelled. "Coming!" I replied. I rushed everywhere, I swear I was nearly lost there. The smell of strawberries helped me find the living room. Thank god!. Dani was standing there with a boy, he had brown hair, fair skin, green eyes and pink lips. Beautiful. I wouldn't want my hormones to distract me, so I stared back a Dani. "Anna, this is Max Miller, He lives right next door to us and he just came here to give a house warming gift" He explained. I saw the basket of fruits and wine for Dani. " I'll go have a chat with people next door and you guys have fun here " he told us as he walks away from me and my hovered life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So, Anna? is that your name?" he asked shyly, "It's Annabelle, thank you for the basket and wine, I'm sure we'll have enough to survive" I panicked. I sat down on the lower case stairs closest to me and sighed. I looked up and saw him smiling at me. " Are you okay?" he questioned me. I didn't wanna be rude or anything, I don't like people knowing my business, you know. I moved over to make some space for him to sit. He grinned. I took a scan on what he was wearing. A plain white V-neck, black jeans and hiking boots. I didn't know what world he was in, but all I know is that everything I see right now is just fine. I looked at myself. I smelled my shirt. I haven't showered yet. I hope he doesn't smell my breath. I moved away for a bit, just to make sure that he couldn't smell my mouth. He asked me what school am I going too and I replied that I wasn't and the reason was that I get bullied too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad came in and Max stood up. "Anna, you ready to unpack everything?" he looked at me, then max, then me again. "yeap, just give me a sec" I grinned. JUST IN TIME. I needed my human moment. I took a shower, brushed my teeth and dried my hair. I rushed in the yellow room and put on my clothes. I put on my blue quarter pants and a white shirt. I breathed. I got out and saw Max helping Dad with the boxes. They got everything there. I was surprised how long I was in the shower and all that. "Hey ells, just finished everything with your dad, mind if I put these boxes in your room?" he smiled. &lt;i&gt;Ah,&lt;/i&gt; a nickname. He called me &lt;i&gt;ells. &lt;/i&gt;I foolishly swung my hand around like a little girl and kicked a little. "Annabelle?" Max waited for my reply. "Uh.. sorry yeah sure. It's the yellow door, straight ahead" I twitched. Dani looked at me a curious way. An 'are-you-okay-face'. "What?" I asked, "Nothing" he said and walked away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked back to &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;room&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and saw Max unpacking my things. I was quite surprised he didn't runaway from my collections of paintings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-6218797760054074240?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/6218797760054074240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6218797760054074240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/6218797760054074240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-5.html' title='Moving 5'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ky_wC1vlIAw/TKr54PN-YpI/AAAAAAAAANU/JUhwbjMPoR0/s72-c/White-room00017-copy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-8467712447468610965</id><published>2010-09-30T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T07:07:08.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving 4</title><content type='html'>I jumped on the plane to New york. Non-stop. It's going to be a long flight. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The longest flight ever! I didn't want to complain or not my Dad will just complain about it some more. We went to the baggage area to get our bags and we checked our passports. Everything was set and done. As I entered the doors I could hear the air calling my name. &lt;i&gt;Annabelle..Annabelle&lt;/i&gt;.. I smiled. I whiffed the icy and wet smell of the air and soaked it up. I am so happy to be here. Dad called the cab and he put the suitcases in the trunk. "Central Park Gardens, 50 west 97th street please" Dani ordered the cab driver. I was a bit surprised that we were living in the Upper West Side, I mean sure we &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; money but it doesn't mean we have to live there. I don't mind if we live in an area that is quite normal. I have to be home schooled, Dad said ' so I won't get bullied' and thank god for that. I was really sleepy and I didn't sleep well in the plane, we arrived already. Dad nudged me and I was bit grouchy since I didn't sleep well. I stepped out of the cab and paid the driver and told him to keep the change. He smiled and drove off. The wind blew to my hair and I felt calm. I wanted to get in really bad because the air is so cold and if I get sick then its on my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I imagined mom coming here and opening the door when I get home from school. She looked dashing in my mind. If only I could see her face again then it would be complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was the 14th floor. Top floor. Again with the money issues for me. "Why are you doing this dad?" I questioned him and he stared at the floor for awhile then at me. "Anna, I want you to experience everything and not what you had in Jakarta, just not what you imagined here and I hope you get really happy being here" he answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I clicked on the 14th button and stood there waiting for us to get up. The sudden awkwardness  between me and my dad just made me giggle, he then asked me "what's funny?" he looked at me, "nothing" I closed my mouth. I brushed my hair with my hand and somehow it got softer than ever. I guess the atmosphere here makes your hair feel good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BING&lt;/b&gt; the elevator door opened and straight in front of us was our room. Room 1407. Just the way I imagined it, white and clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I entered the room and saw daylight struck to my eyes. I was in heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-8467712447468610965?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/8467712447468610965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/8467712447468610965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/8467712447468610965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-4.html' title='Moving 4'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-3208625692040660542</id><published>2010-09-28T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:41:46.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving 3</title><content type='html'>I heard the bell ring. Ugh, saved by the bell. I wanted to fly off already. Finished my science and maths. Now its Art and lastly English. I still have more time, its break and I only drank orange juice. Everyone is staring again. I can't stand this, I need to get out. I got up and walked my way out of the cafeteria and into the library. I like it there. It made me closer to home. &lt;i&gt;RINGGG! &lt;/i&gt;the bell rung so loud I just wanted to wear soundproof headphones and sleep or read a book or something. &lt;div&gt;I ran towards the Art room, it's closer to the library which is good and which made me the first one. I started to paint. The teacher wasn't there, so I painted with five colors. Yellow, green, blue, purple and red. I mixed the colors with different shading and shapes. People start to come in but I continued painting, it was my last day anyways, so who cares. My art teacher came in, Mrs. Mone, She's a very kind teacher. Her graciousness just brings good energy to the room. She stared at my painting and patted one finger to her chin and thought. I looked at her and grimed but in a good way. "Do you like it?" I asked nervously, she looked at me then my painting then back to me. "I love it!" she hugged me and smiling. "Where did you get this talent!? do you mind if I frame this and put it on my wall?" she pleaded to me. "Uhh.. sure! I don't mind?" I half smiled. My awkwardness came back to me and I struck a thought to her question. "I don't know where I got it from, it just came to me" I replied with pride. I heard people behind me gossiping and I think I know what they're thinking. I ignored them. "Mrs. Mone, I'm sorry but I'm leaving later to New York. My Father (that gave me the chills saying that proper word) and I are going to stay there forever and I wanted to give you this painting as a piece to remember me by" I gladly gave to her the painting. She teared up and hugged me as tight. I whiffed up a lemony scent from her shirt but thats just how she smelt. I greeted her goodbye and made my way to English class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked in and saw Miss Sate writing on the chalkboard. &lt;i&gt;KNOCK KNOCK &lt;/i&gt;and I held my books tight. She turned to me and saw smiled. "Yes Annabelle?" she grinned, "Um.. Miss Sate I'm leaving today and do you mind if I leave class early? I need to help my dad out with the packages and clear up my room" I fiddled with my fingers and hair. " Do you have a permission slip?" she questioned me. I took out the permission slip that I got before I entered class and gave her my slip to tell the school I was leaving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"New york?" she looked at me, "Yeah, my dad got a job there and I'm finishing up my high school there" I puckered my lip. She smiled and said " go ahead and don't forget to tell your father I said goodbye and take care, you too okay?", "Sure, I will thank you so much for everything Miss Sate and I promise to always pass my english" I joked. But I know that I ALWAYS pass this easy subject. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I entered the hall way and saw nobody there. The bell rang and classes started. I can't believe I'm leaving Jakarta. I wanted to smile until my face ripped and I know I will have a new life there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked home and when I arrived and unlocked the door, I ran up to my room. I quickly packed up a few things and got ready. I could hear the door slam downstairs. Dad. It wasn't a sad or angry slam. But a happy one. Dad ran up and packed. "Anna! come on! we're gonna be late!" he giggled. That was the first. I covered up every furniture with white sheets and locked every door and window. I was glad that every was set and done. I took one last look behind me and blowed a kiss goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Thanks for everything" I said. I ran to the car and smiled. There will be a new Annabelle board. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look out New york, here I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-3208625692040660542?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/3208625692040660542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/3208625692040660542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/3208625692040660542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-3.html' title='Moving 3'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-1143746011086269078</id><published>2010-09-28T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T06:50:31.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving 2</title><content type='html'>I slept after I kissed my dad's forehead. He watched another cartoon like always. So here I am drifting away.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of a me being so close to my mother and always being with her. How my life could have been when she didn't leave, Suddenly I saw a white light coming towards my mother. I wanted to yell or scream, she turned around and faced me. "I love you don't forget that" she whispered to my ear and went away. I wanted to run after her but my feet felt glued to the ground, I didn't want her to go. I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a head rush. I got up and walked to the bathroom, somehow I felt heavy; like someone was giving me a piggy back and I was having fun carrying whatever it is on my back. I washed my face and turned on the hot water in the shower. The smoke makes me calm when I wake up from a rush. I sniffed the air and imagining that I'm in a meadow full of wild flowers and just lying there in my imaginary bubble. I love being there. Thank god for imagination, what would I do without them. I opened my eyes and stood up. I needed another human moment to brush my teeth. The fog on the mirror made me realize that I haven't looked at myself for awhile. Since my pimples and all but I took really great care of my skin and whatsoever I just wanted a peek. I drew one line that made me stare at those hazel eyes. Beautiful, I thought. I wiped a handful and saw a face. This face had pink lips, a nose and sharp planes on the cheeks. She has brown hair, dark. I blinked, she blinked. It was amazing how I wanted to be the girl that has a better life with her mother. But I see that's the girl on the other side of the mirror. I realize that girl is me.. everything about her I wanted to be. But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I wiped off the wet parts of my face and walked back to bed. Funny. I smell the roses from afar. I crawled back to bed and I hugged the elephant and drifted off. I didn't dream of anything but only pictured myself sitting on a chair reading.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;RING RING! &lt;/i&gt;I could hear the alarm in my head. As I hit the off button, I stretched and yawned. 'Last day of school' I thought. Its not going to be that bad isn't it?. Everything is going to be alright, people won't see me again anyways. I got up and got ready. Everything was set. Last day of school and I still can't believe I'm leaving Jakarta for New York. I need a fun feeling in life and people who understand me and my art work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ANNABELLE! ARE YOU DONE YET?! I'M LEAVING NOW! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!" Dani yelled. Yeah, Dani board is his name. "COMING!" I replied. I closed and locked the door behind me and ran downstairs and locked the other door behind me. &lt;i&gt;HONK HONK&lt;/i&gt;! I just wanted to rip out the sound from the car. He was hovering so bad. I ran to the car. I slid in and sat. "I told you early right?" he looked at me grinningly, "yeah but I had a nightmare and you can't stop dreams you know" I replied. That was stupid I thought. We arrived at school and I feel so tired. I think I didn't sleep well after dreaming about Mom. "Hey Anna, have fun with your last day of school and don't forget to get a slip to tell them that you're leaving" he reminded me. I nodded and walked away. He went before I could wave back at him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at my time table and saw only four subjects. Thank god. Science, Maths, Art and English. Crap! I'm late!. I rushed to Science and ran for my life. I wasn't fit for a person, though my body shape was coordinated. I like my body. Even my own sense of style wasn't much. I'm more of a mood colored person. But not black. I'm not emo. I've never fitted in the clique thing. Just being a normal person made me cool of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see people going into the class and I made it there. I followed the others behind. I sat at the very back and nobody sits next to me, which made me have even better concentration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-1143746011086269078?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/1143746011086269078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-2_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/1143746011086269078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/1143746011086269078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving-2_28.html' title='Moving 2'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-2025697764533253177</id><published>2010-09-27T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T07:20:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Dad said I lived in Jakarta for too long, I need to move and make a new life for myself. "Anna, without your mother around you can't just stay and remember the pain she put you through, you have to let things go once in a while and put it back into its box again" he said. From the looks of his face, I thought he was lecturing me. I ran upstairs and packed my things. My room was small but I found it comfortable, purple walls and white windows. White curtains with pink flowers printed on them. black drawers and a rose on top of each one. My mother love roses, I guess I do too. I'm going to miss my bed. My soft white bed. I heard stomping coming towards my door. " Anna! are you done? we have to send your things now! leave some other stuff for hand carry, incase the flight gets delayed or something!" he shouted through the door. I swear I could hear him, I just wondered if the neighbors heard him too. &lt;br /&gt;"Alright dad! I'll bring them down!" I replied back. I taped everything up and carried them one  by one down the stairs. We're leaving the day after tomorrow and I'm really tired. When we finished, Dad opened his laptop and watched movies that he wanted to hand carry. I didn't want to see what he was doing later on cause it wasn't that interesting. &lt;br /&gt;I ran to my room and took out an empty scrapbook. I don't have much friends, everybody in my school thinks I'm weird or "freaky" as they would say it. I wouldn't have expected myself as weird or freaky, I think unique. They call me a weirdo because I always talk like a stoned person. But that's just the way I am. At school, people don't sit next to me at the lunch table and I'd always sit by myself. My hair is never down, my dad told me that it's better to look natural and clean faced. The only time when I brought a friend to the house was Jamie, she was a classmate in year 4, I brought her over to  my house and she got chills. She told me that my house was weird because of the statues and art work my dad does. When I brought her to my room, she ran away. I didn't know why, until I came up to her at school. "Jamie, why did you ran away like that? You know you can tell me right?"I patted her shoulder nicely. &lt;br /&gt;"Your doll was staring at me" she whispered. My doll? I thought. The only doll I had was a baby elephant sitting on my bed. I guess she had a phobia of dolls. And that was the last time she ever spoke to me. She made rumors about me doing black magic and stuff, like doing voodoo on my doll and kill people. The Principle of the school nearly expelled me for letting him hear that rumor. I told him the truth and he believed me. I didn't want anyone to think that I'M that type of person. My life has been a person jumping up and down on a bed and I've hit my head on the floor feeling hazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-2025697764533253177?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/2025697764533253177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2025697764533253177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/2025697764533253177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3255592800037002248.post-7138906962271042106</id><published>2010-09-27T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T05:58:09.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did mom go?</title><content type='html'>I realize how much time I've wasted. How much time my dad had ran out. I didn't want him to move on like this, knowing that the person he loves most just walked out like that. I watched him standing there, in front of the door, just waiting for her to come back. Before I knew it, she was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew much about my mother, never going to feel the warmth of soothing when I get scared or the feeling of comfort when I get hurt. Dad said she just needed some time alone and wanted to take a vacation to clear her mind. I waited 13 years for her to come back but she never came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Annabelle and everyone thinks I'm a freak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3255592800037002248-7138906962271042106?l=aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/feeds/7138906962271042106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/dumb-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7138906962271042106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3255592800037002248/posts/default/7138906962271042106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidaissocoollike.blogspot.com/2010/09/dumb-luck.html' title='Where did mom go?'/><author><name>Aida Rahman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10980262504906336645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AblPHsKtAp8/TpblViye7PI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Z8v19ktzJLQ/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-10-11%2Bat%2B16.16.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
