Please don't be conned by the title ; it's not like that I fallen in love with some stranger from no-where that I suddenly bump in the corner of street.
It's another fallen's story...
Well, it's begin when my civic teacher --who very moody-- not in the right mood to teach. So he leave us --me and my classmates-- with nothing to do, except entangled in the one hour everlasting boredom.
Me-- who obviously hate boredom like the rest of the 99% world population. Start to curs-- I mean to complained his great policy.
Therefore I decide to combat my boredom by flee from the class. Luckily, the civic class located on the 4th floor, so I begin to mesmerize the beautiful view of Jakarta's nature.
Suddenly it's happen
My hair feel a bit itchy ; so I rub it with moderato tempo.
And it's fallen....
My glasses --the red coloured -- with silver steel and plastic wrap.
From the 4th floor thee descend
Crashing to the hard stern school field's concrete
Splitting the lens into two perfect symmetrical glass
And splitting my Three Hundred Thousands Rupiah, from my mother purse....
Oh it just another day...
