Mi Primera Historia Publicado

Dear readers, especially the native readers, you may find some mistakes but please don't laugh at them. Please help me to correct all the mistakes instead. Btw, this is actually not the first story that I created in Spanish, but the first published. It is not the original version because the original version sucks and my professor helped me to correct some of the words even sentences. Also this is just a simple story of how I traveled together with my friends to Thailand, the actual story is much more fascinating, at least for me. Anyway, please enjoy ;)

"Hace 5 meses, exactamente en Marzo de 2014, fui con mis amigos a Tailandia. El total de nuestro viaje fue una semana. Fue una experiencia inolvidable e interesante.

Salimos de Yakarta, a las 7 por la mañana, por eso nosotros necesitamos llegar al aeropuerto a las 5 de la mañana o 2 horas antes del viaje. Llegamos a Bangkok medio día.

Tuvimos muy hambre pero no pudimos comer directamente puesto que tuvimos que ir primero al hotel para registrarnos. Desde hotel, fuimos al mercado local para comer y comprar algunas ropas.
Nos gustó mucho comprar en Tailandia porque la cualidad de las cosas fue buena y muy barata además. Quise comprar blato frito para llevar como regalo. Fue una pena porque no lo encontré. A continuación, nosotros pasamos un parque y descansamos allí.

Al día siguiente día, nosotros fuimos a visitar algunos templos y vimos la estatua más grande de Buddha y tomamos incontables fotos.

En la noche, fuimos en barco y vimos el Cabaret de Simón donde muchos maricones cantaron y bailaron. Ellos fueron muy guapos aunque originalmente no fueron así. Nosotros pudimos sacar fotos con ellos pero tuvimos que dar algo según nuestra voluntad.

En el tercer dia, nosotros visitamos un centro comercial que se llama Terminal 21. Alli probamos muchas comidas pero solo gastamos 100 bark que igual casi Rp 34.000 rupias para comer: comida principal y 2 postres. Fueron super baratos, porque en Indonesia costará Rp 100.000 aproximadamente.
También visitamos la playa de Pattaya pero para mí no es una playa muy interesante comparando con playas de Indonesia. Por eso no jugamos allí.

En el último día, no hubo más visita pero preparamos y empaquetamos nuestras maletas. Resultó que nuestras maletas fueron muy pesadas. Además tuvimos que llevar nuestras maletas en tren y después subimos a la estación sin escaleras."

The Girl Who Fell in Love with Her Reflection

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Cassandra. Unlike any other girls, she didn't like to play with her friends. All she liked was sitting in front of her mirror. Until one day, she thought that she had fallen in love with her reflection.

“Oh, my dear girl in the mirror, how lovely is your face. There is no one compares to your beauty,” she said.

She smiled and the reflection smiled back at her. She felt very happy.

Every day she met her reflection, praised her and smiled. The reflection always smiled back.

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Until one day, Cassandra went to her school as usual, she studied. During the break, she was going to have her lunch, but no one wanted to sit beside her.

“You’re a loony. Go and have your lunch in front of your stupid mirror,” one of her classmate yelled at Cassandra.

“Sorry, no place for a crazy and pathetic girl here,” the other girl said when Cassandra wanted to sit beside her.

No one wanted her to be there, so she ran home and cried. She desperately needed to talk to her only friend, her reflection, so she went in front of the mirror. And she met her.

She took a look at the mirror and gasped. The reflection was crying!

“Dear my reflection, why are you crying?” Cassandra asked.

The reflection didn’t reply.

“Tell me my dear… why are you crying? Don’t you know that makes me sad not to be able to understand you?” she felt hurt for the reflection makes her even sadder.

The reflection remained silent, only her tears downed like a stream.

“Please… Tell me… I want to help you.” Cassandra begged.

Still, all Cassandra heard was her reflection’s sobs. Cassandra was furious.

“Why you don’t answer! Don’t you know that I love you so much? Don’t you feel the same for me?”

The reflection cried even louder.

“Say it! Do you love me too? Do you?” Cassandra screamed to her reflection.

There was never a reply, so Cassandra just stared blankly at the mirror.

The next day, her parents found her body in her room. Cassandra had killed herself. She left a letter which said

“Dear my reflection,

All my life I want a person to say that she loves me and I always believed that it was you who would say that. But you never say that. I can’t take this anymore so I choose to leave you. Goodbye my dearest reflection.

-Cassandra-”

She never realized that in order to hear her reflection said that she loved her, all she got to do was say “I love you” to herself.

Love, Friendship and Why I Never Want To Grow Up

#1 Love

It’s always about love and its pain or its glory. Let me say that falling in love is easy. You just look at a person, think of him as attractive, get to know him on the surface and fall in love. You feel the glory of love, like whenever he looks at you, you feel the butterfly in your stomach, whenever he accidentally touches you, you blush. But then it doesn’t stop until that. You want the other one to love you back, you want a relationship. The only problem is relationship demands reciprocity. When it doesn’t, you get hurt. Like Miss Swift said, everything that falls, will broke. Broken hearted brings pain.

#2 Friendship

I don’t hate the fact that half of my best buddies were boys because females often love dramas. Moreover I loveee to be free and I hope I can go and have fun like forever! But female friends are so worried about how their family and other people will think about them if they go home late (we’re Asians and what people think is always number one... Duh), etc. Plus most of my female friends don’t have their own transportation, so am I. So there it is. Our friendship always has a limit based on “what people say” and curfew.

On the other hand, males have their own transportation and don’t have to be worried if they go home even at midnight. The problem with the different gender friendship is problem #2. Too close could possibly bring a trouble either for you or for him.

If you have a feeling for a man, you would not want him to ignore any of your messages. And also that means that if your best-different-gender-friend (who you would never want to hurt) unluckily has a feeling for you, you would feel guilty when ignoring his/her message because you know how it hurts to be ignored. Got it?

#3 Why I never want to grow up

They say (again, Asians… ) that I am not that young anymore and I should get married before I reach 30. Not that I don’t want that, but that’s just scary! We went to school for years and then we work, collect some money and are told to get married. Hey neither of school and work prepares us to get married! Plus is that all why you need to work so hard? To spend all your money and pay all the family bills? And what about all the responsibility they put on your shoulder? Like have children and raise them. Should life go on a circle from born as a baby, go to school, work, get married, have a baby, repeat from the beginning? Well I’m sorry if I prefer not to grow up.