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My ABG time

Speaking of ABG, Alay, or Ababil (ABG Labil), or the proper word is teenagers, makes me recall of my puberty. Who am I 10 years ago (or more)?

If I should define the young version of me in one sentence, I would say that I was a geek who tried so hard to fit in and be one of the popular elite but got crashed in the midst of the journey of finding the true identity and since then became sort of a downer.

Thank God, I can now happily see myself as a geek and be proud of it. I am happy with my own fashion, my point of view, my opinion, and my belief.

And I am sooo glad that my little sister did not try to fit in. My mom and I have always been encouraging her that it is okay to be different. Because back then, my mom might be still immature about how to handle her new teenager. So, she didn't realise that my failed attempt to fit in had a big impact to my puberty and my early 20s.

So, enough about who I was. Let me tell you how I was by sharing my music, movie, or other interests.

1. Catchy song yet improper girl/boy band


Like the song, hate the group (they were just the karaoke girls


Loveee the group members (esp. Teuku Ryan), love the song

2. Imitating the girl/boy band

These are two of the many songs that I knew the dance by heart :P *embarrassed*





3. Swapping diary book (thus other people could fill it in. And it was very important to give it to your favorite boy at school. I never had the guts to give it to my favorite boy. But my friends did it once for me :P) *double embarrassed*

4. I hated girly stuff. I only would wear trousers, not-so-tight t-shirt/shirt, and jeans. Never wore any make-up but a bit of mosturizing cream (I had to because of my dry skin) and lip therapy (because of my overly dry lips).

5. I heart Michael Owen. He was my first, imaginary, love :P

6. The first concert I went to was the one of One Way Band - yes, indeed, the drummer that I had mentioned before in this blog, played (and is still playing) in this band.

7. I had always wanted to smoke, but never dared.

8. I had ever committed suicide, but it failed - THANK GOD! (I told ya I was a downer)

9. Some soap operas I loved were Shangrilla, Abad 21, Noktah Merah Perkawinan, dan Doaku Harapanku.

10. My grandma and I loved watching Spanish soap opearas together. We loved Casandra, Maria Mercedes (and some other soap with Thalia in), and Carousel.

11. I "dated" for the first time when I was like 13 years old? It lasted for 2 months :P

12. The movie that I loved, and still do now, was 10 Things I Hate About You. First, it was because of the poem in the end; second, it was because of Heath Ledger.

13. Called my favorite radio station (it was EBS FM or Istara FM) and requested songs, shared stories (alias curhat), or joined some quizzes (which I had never won) :P

14. Finally, the big fun is my current fiancee was back then my biggest enemy :P I even have sworn that I would never say Hi to him. Look what is happening to me now! :D

Any similarities with your memories being a teenager?

Comments

a.k.a. Nez said…
"back then, my mom might be still immature about how to handle her new teenager" --> somehow I felt the same way about my mom (which also made me feel guilty, hiks sorry mom :[ ). luckily my lil sister is now doing better.

Ooh oma, no.5 is soo common rule for 90's ABG kayak kita2 :P (what is it with 90's ABG and pemain bola??!!) Imaginary love-ku dulu filippo inzaghi... duh... pliss deeeeh xD
ekalong said…
kayaknya Maria Mercedes dan kawan2 itu ga Spanish soap opera d.... Amerika Selatan gitu bukan si???
Ya kan, ya kan?

Salam kenal,

blog-walker ^_^

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