I'm now sitting on a bench at the Yuldong
Park. The breeze, it is gently sweeping my face and my hair while I'm writing
this on my lap. I gotta tell you, the world is happy all over today, with
children laughing and running around, joyous couples strolling through the
beautiful flower paths, and blissful families having a nice little picnic here
and there. Oh, it's time to go to my music class! I love my music class so much
that I'm willing to take the class even when I'm dying.
She looked…
absolutely AMAZING. She was a typical beautiful blonde, not like my horrible
reddish hair, she had such beautiful blue eyes, skin as white as a snowflake,
not like my burning cheek, and had stunning body, not like my short, stumpy
body. I really wanted to talk to her, but I just didn't have enough guts to do
it. She must have noticed that I was always on my own, because during the five
minutes of break, she walked up to me and asked if I could lend her notes of the
previous lectures. Of course, I didn't have any notes to lend, since I never
take notes. Maybe that's why I get F every semester.
Anyway, one thing led to
another, and I found myself eating lunch with her, the experience that was half
pleasing and half strange for me. To tell the truth, I've never eaten with a
stranger before, or even talked to one. At first, when she asked me to eat with
her, I was really worried that it might turn into an utterly awkward lunch.
Well,
my worries turned out to be completely useless, because she was not only
beautiful, but also so funny. I was laughing every second we were together, and
when she was around, I could forget all the things and not notice the time
anymore. She, like me, didn't have cell phone. She said it deterred her from
her studies, but I think she doesn't need one since she can get along quite
well with others, even without cell phones. In this and every other way, she
was a perfect match for me, so we became best friends on the very first day we
met, which was just yesterday. It seems like I've known her for years now.
After lunch, when we went outside, rain was
pouring all over as if it were trying to sweep out everything that exists on
the Earth. We stared at each other in awe, not knowing what to do. I quickly
suggested if she wanted to stay at my house for some time before the rain
stops, since my house was really close to that place. Without a word, she ran
ahead of me through the rain, and I quickly caught up with her.
It felt so cozy and warm being with her,
having a hot cocoa with five marshmallows in each of our cocoa. Like when we
had lunch, she was making me laugh again for the whole time, and I was laughing
my head off, seriously. Her jokes made my stomach muscles ache. The time,
again, flied so fast that it was now time for dinner. I knew exactly when we should
eat dinner, because my stomach always rumbles at the exact 7 o'clock.
The ordered pizza arrived, and while she
was paying for it at the door, I washed my hands in the bathroom. As usual, I
was unconsciously, but passionately, singing the "Take a bow" of
Rihanna. I finished the whole song in the bathroom and came out to eat pizzas,
but was startled my Sarah standing right in front of the bathroom door. I
stared at her in amazement, and she said she had something to talk to me about.
I had no idea what she was going to say, so I went over to the sofa with half
anxious and half anticipated minds. She seemed so serious when she finally
opened her mouth, and that was the first time she was talking to me without
making me laugh.
"Clara, I gotta tell you this, and you
SHOULD listen to what I'm saying very carefully, all right? Umm… All right,
here goes. Clara, You. Are. An amazing singer. You really are. I just heard you
sing just one song inside that bathroom, but I can totally tell that you are. I
know you've been hiding your own identity probably because you are an extreme
introvert or because your brother prevented you from exposing yourself. If you
hadn't been hiding yourself so much, you would have already been a well-known
singer by now. I think you should try now. It's not too late, Clara"
"Wha,, what, what? I am?"
I couldn't even say the correct words
because of the shock I got from her.
"Try what?"
"Try on the auditions of entertainment
companies and become a singer! You love singing, right? Just by the voice of
yours inside that bathroom, I could just feel your passion."
"Yeah, sure I DO love singing, but I'm
not even trained or learned a thing about music, Sarah. It's impossible. It's
too late now. I'm 32 soon."
"No, I'm telling you. Remember when I
told you that you should always choose to do what you love the most? This is
it! You are to enter a field that you're actually passionate about! This is
really rare, even for normal people, because it's SO difficult to find a field
that matches what you're passionate about, and what you're actually good at.
You just did! Well, you were born to be, I'm just the one who found that for
you right now, but… The point is, you should at least try performing in front
of others, the strangers."
I was completely enthralled by the idea,
but I was kind of uncertain of performing in front of others, because I've
never done it. I always had to hide from other; I had to sing while taking
showers, while no one was at home, or while I was alone in the street at 5 in
the morning. I was too afraid. I've never even TALKED to another person before.
I told Sarah the truth, but she was too clever to get out of it. She came up
with another brilliant idea.
"Hey, why don't you try uploading your
own video on Youtube? I know that's how Justin Bieber was casted by Island Def
Jam, the entertainment companies that produced many famous figures such as
Usher or Mariah Carey. You definitely have the talent, so you SHOULD try this,
otherwise I know that you'll regret it for the rest of your life, Clara."
THAT's how
a girl changed my life.
a girl changed my life.
