Christmas Countdown 2017 : D-30
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Oh,
and well, I’m Logan. Logan Cleverly. The one who made it to study architecture
in the US after few years struggling in
Australia. I’m the one who prefered mochacino
rather than chocolate back then, who dreamt to have a part time job in
Starbucks, and the one who liked NCIS and Suburgatory who also remembered each
of Gibbs’ rules. I’m the one who likes Christmas a lot. The atmosphere, the
music, the christmas tree, the city lights, the snowflakes, as long as it
happens on Christmas, I like it.
If
you want to know about me right now, I’m just started my graduate program and
hoping that I will get my master degree soon. Same faculty, architecture, where
lots of skyscrapers built and the most well-spend-place-on-the-end-of-the-year,
New York, US. I’m living in a unique and cozy apartment near my university, and
it’s located quite in the center of New York’s most crowded area. But I do
really like it since I hate loneliness and quietness. Beside studying, I also
had a part time job, I design some buildings and also working on some kind of
comic project. I’m still working on Starbucks though, because I do like the
aroma I feel everytime I open its door and see lots of people talking about
their works, jobs, and stuffs. I do really like what I have right now as my
carrier and my business.
I
believe you also remember Courtney, yeah, that girl in the past I told you
about. The last time I met her was actually when her baby was born, his name is
Noah. It was already a year ago when I visited UK with my friend. Um, well, for
now I would like to call her as my girlfriend. Her name is Alicia (yeah, the one
I told you in my last story). She is very beautiful, and I do adore every
little things about her. I met her for the first time when I worked on
Starbucks. We both are newbies, so yeah, she was the only friend of mine back
then. As the time goes by, we both felt like we fitted each other, then we
decided to have a relationship. She is my kind of girl, although sometimes she’s
a bit captious, but I do really love her. She has a small body, blonde hair,
and blue eyes. She is 10 inch shorter than me, and I do really like it. She is
a kind of girl I can rely on. I also told her about Courtney, and she was the
one who helped me to go through it. Because of all the reasons above (well
there are still many stuffs I haven’t told you), I do really love her.
I’m
so grateful of the life I have right now. Beautiful field of study, on the
beautiful place, surround by beautiful person also. This is the thing I dreamt
about since I was little, to experience winter on a Christmas day (you know
that in Australia we don’t have it), to live in the coolest place in the world,
and to spend my Christmas day with my favorite person. If you ask me what do I
want for my Christmas day this year, I don’t think I have one, because I’ve
already have all that I wanted.
But yeah,
sometimes when everything is okay, you’re just worried that something is going
to happen and break the pleasant life you have. I often feel that way. I’m
worried that all the joy that I have right now will be broken as soon as
possible, because it is all too well.
It is all too
well, and I don’t want it to disappear.
Well, but here
I am. Sitting here on the coziest sofa inside the most unique apartment in New
York, listening to Christmas songs while waiting for Alicia cooking the turkey
for today’s Thanksgiving Dinner. I think everything will be fine, and I don’t
have to worry because it’s all already prepared for me.
“Babe, the
turkey is done. Can you please set up the table for us?” asks Alicia from the
kitchen.
“Anything for
you,” I say then start to set up the table for two.
The snow is
falling harder. The air is getting colder and colder. I see from my window
people start to shelter or going back home. But today is a Thanksgiving day,
whatever happens, people will always cherish every little things they’ve been
through on the past 1 year. And me too, I am so grateful for the things I have
until now. And I hope that it will always be as beautiful as this.
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