A Panic Woman

Yesterday, I was asked by my close friend to write a little story (description perhaps) about herself in my blog. So, I just write down here. Lol. I hope you can enjoy the story of herself.

Let's begin with a little introduction. I'm confused whether I should mention her name or not, but I think it is more appropriate if I do not mention her real name since it is her privacy, Lol. So I will change her name here with an initial, D. So, I know D because she is my classmate and we were in the same group of Letters Faculty Initiation of 2013. D is from Kebumen, Central Java. It is quite near to my hometown, Purwokerto. She has Ngapak accent, same with me. Maybe this is the reason why we are close enough. Hahaha.. My friends and I often call her "Boss Ngapak" since she has very very Ngapak accent. You should know that her accent is more dangerous than my accent. Lol. She has a thin and tall body. Her hair is wave and not short. She has shrill voice. Her voice is very very useful to drive us crazy and mad when she starts to be rempong (worrying, complaining about something over and over again).

She is a very helpful friend, honestly. She never minds helping us when we need her help. Once, when I was sick, I asked her to accompany me to see the doctor and she did accompany me (thanks a lot, D, anyway! XD). She is funny, silly, crazy, ridiculous, smart and absolutely a panic woman!

First, she is funny, silly, crazy, and ridiculous. Why do I say this? 'Cause, she sometimes do something that never comes up in our minds. We never think of it, but she does! Let me take some examples. She often feels that her boarding room is small and full of stuff, but she keeps bringing unimportant stuff to her room and buying something that will fill the space in her room, makes it more narrower. Another example is what she wants are so many. She wants this stuff, that stuff, those, these, and eveything. Hahhaa... She also often wants something (usually food, specific food) like a pregnant woman (in Indonesia, we call it ngidam), she must follow that desire, and she must get what she wants no matter what. Hehehe. This was quite silly when she wanted to move to another room in her boarding house and she was really really confused how to say it to her boarding house owner. She felt like she was worried to be so annoying for the owner. My friends and I encouraged her to just say it, say what you want, and it is alright to say. But she kept confusing herself. Hahaha...

Second, she is a smart girl, of course! I can say this because she has ever told me when she was still in High School, she had a bad experience. It happened in the evening (if I am not wrong, XD). She was riding her motorcycle, and she realized that she was being followed by some motorcycles riding by bad boys. She was actually panic, but she was smart enough because she had a strategic to deceive them. She turned right without giving directional signals. This deceived them because the boys thought she would not go ahead and not turn right. In our daily life, she often gives us a brilliant idea (although sometimes it is a silly idea, but it’s okay) to solve a problem.

The last, she is absolutely a panic woman. I have a little story about her. Once, she was alone in her boarding house, she was afraid of something she had seen. She did not know whether it was a cat, a person, or ghost, but she was totally panic. I still remember it was around 10 p.m. when she chatted me on facebook, asking for my help. She wanted to stay for a night in my boarding house because she was totally mad. You know, she kept talking about it over and over again. Another one is quite secret. It is a matter related to a friend (fellas, you know what I mean). Every time D meets that girl, D will be panic and warn us to be careful because it is like "she is everywhere, she is looking for you-you-and-you, you all will be her victims, etc., etc". The other one is she is often worried about her appearance, her fashion, her make-up, everything that fits on her. Once she was very rempong. She complained about something wrong with her lips since the day before she ate unripe mango, and she felt it’s sap made her lips dry, not moist. But in fact, there was nothing wrong with her lips. It was just her worry. Hahaha...

I will just close this story with this one. Instead of calling her freak, my friends and I call her unique. She is the one and only. I have never met people that so rempong like her. Hahaha.. Thank you for our friendship :)