My BF is not My BF

                ”Kind, annoying, care, lovely, wise, silly”, I think those adjectives have one common meaning. Not literally, but in a way they describe something. “Best Friend”. Yes, that’s the meaning of those words for me. Best friend is someone you may love the most; in a same way, the one you hate the most. He (or she) is the one you always spend time together with but will never be your BF (or GF). And yes, I have that kind of person in my life.

                He is a man who I really believe in. Anytime, anywhere, at any condition, he’s always there for me. No matter how annoying and childish I am, he always takes care of me. He guides me, he builds my characters, he even scolds me till I shed tears. Some people may think a person like that is not a true best friend, but for me, he just likes a brother, one lovely silly annoying big bro. 

We have shared a lot of memories, from the happiest ones that make us laughed out loud till the saddest ones that make us cried a lot – usually me who cried a lot. We’ve spent five years together and still counting. Maybe because of that, a lot of people think we have some kind of ‘special-relationship’, but we don’t. Sometimes I also wonder why we don’t have any special-relationship, but now, I think I know the reason. We just simply love each other too much till no words and status could suit to our relationship.

I first met him when we were in junior high school. He was my best friend’s friend. Anyhow, we barely became friends that time. When we entered 10th grade, we spent a lot of time together in a same class – well, maybe that was the way that led us to be like now. After that, we just got closer and closer. We often hung out together, even if there were only the two of us.

However, we both got in a different university and different subject so it’s really hard for us to have spare time to spend together just like before. Honestly speaking, I do miss the old time, when we always have spare time together. Nevertheless, it doesn’t mean that we never hang out together again. We do, it just changes from 'always' to 'seldom'. Not because our relationship become distant, but because the matter of time. Because of that, whenever we have spare time, we always use it; even though our body is tired or we only have little time during our busy schedule.

I am very grateful for having a best friend like him. He never leaves me even if we are seldom together again. He always cares and is super kind to me, just like the old time. Never forget me even though he has lots of new friends. Maybe I am lucky enough to find a person worth more than the most precious gem in the world.

Why limelight?

For those who open this blog, you might be wondering what limelight is? Why is this blog's name has to be limelight, not lemonlight? Well, here are the reasons.

Limelight means:


So it's not "lime + light" = "a light which has lime color" or "a kind of lime which is bright".

In this context, it's not a headed compound, although there's a headed compound of this word as well; it's a non-headed compound, which means the meaning can't be interpreted only from the literal meaning of the words composed in it - That is, if we're talking about the linguistic aspect of this word (morphologically speaking).

Semantically speaking, the limelight here is an interpretation of the writer's, who is me myself, thought. So here it means I hope that this blog can be the focus of public attention, or at least to gain a lot of viewer for my assignment hahah :')

Anyway, these are why I named it limelight~~ (not lemonlight)

Smelly Perfume

Morning class in a windy day, what a perfect day, isn’t it? As I arrived at my campus, I simply sat on the floor, in front of my class when then, only then; she arrived, approached and sat beside me.

“As I stepped out of my car, I think I stomped something. Is it dirt or poop?”  said her.

“Poop?! It’s impossible! I think it’s only dirt,” as I approached her so-called shoes and smelt it. I was one hundred percent sure that it was dirt for I didn’t smell any bad smell from it so I simply said like that and entered the class. However, things were not quite interesting if it was only like that, wasn’t it?

After our first class ended, I sat down on the floor, again, to put my shoes on – It was listening class, in the lab, so we have to take off our shoes. “What kind of smell is this? Urgh, gross!” Then I just realized that she was standing in front of me, with her crocs. “Oh my gosh! It was poop! Your shoes! You just... Argh, Sha! Clean it up please! It’s so smelly.”

Yes, it was poop after all. I told her to hurry clean it up because I just couldn’t stand its smell. Imagine that you will be together with someone who smells like a shit all day long (shit there is a poop, not shit like ... you know what I mean); there’s a big possibility that you will die before the sun goes to bed. Anyway, I just couldn’t believe that I just sniffed around the poop. Can you imagine how gross that is? Remembering it, I laughed in a miserable speechless way.

Then, after she finished cleaning up her crocs, we went to our next class. I sat next to her because she is my bestie. I thought I wouldn’t smell the smell again because she has already cleaned it up, yet my thought was completely wrong. The smell was still there, sticking tightly on her like a gum. The smell filled the room till I felt nauseous. I just couldn’t hold it anymore so I decided to take out my perfume then sprayed it around her.

At first she asked me why I was doing that, but then she realized that the smell was still there so she took the perfume from me and started to spray it on her, from head to toe, and of course on her crocs. She also sprayed it on me and around us. It turned good though because the perfume slowly dissolved the smell, yet she kept spraying it over and over again. I didn’t mind when she kept spraying it, however, when I got my perfume back, I realized that my perfume decreased by almost a quarter– or maybe more, I didn’t really care about it anyway. I was shocked, I really was. I ended up chuckling to myself. It was so hilarious that I became so speechless.

Hi guys! Thanks for visiting my blog. I hope you can help me promoting this blog because I have to have many visitors for my assignment. Therefore, I hope you all can open this blog as often as you can, using all gadgets that you, your families, your friends have :D 

Anyway, I'm not a grammar master so if there are some grammatical mistakes, please forgive me :') 

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