I gained 1 more age on the 4th of may 2011 . And now I am 17.
in that day, i could feel something bad would happen to me. yeah, Everyone stayed away from me, they didn't talk to me. I knew, as a tradition, someone who had birthday would be treated that way with other people, including me .
My indonesian teacher , Ma:am Irine, treated me so bad, and she made me feel so guilty, because I didn't bring Indonesian workbook. She acted so much different than usual. She really blamed me with every painful words. I cried, I cried, I was really hard to breathe.
than, she asked my leader of the class to stand in front of the class, then suddenly she said, "sing a happy birthday for Gisela". Everyone in the class was laughing, and some of the girls came to hug me. It was a really memorable thing, and I'm glad to have friends like them :')
I celebrated my birthday in the weekend!!
these are some pictures!
it was an unforgettable memory, and the best i've ever had.. eveeeer!!
g ada foto gue tun -_-
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