dan disaat-saat ini gue kangen. Iya kangen. Kangen mahasiswa Bandung ber-jas almamater biru. Kalo lagi kayak gini, kita telponan berapa lama ya ji? Nemenin sampe lega…Bawain eskrim, Movie marathon-ing,and last but not least, the awkward moment when i was with u for this last 4 months was beyond amazing.

dan disaat-saat ini, lo harusnya masih support gue. Masih dengerin celotehan gajelas gue.But then, letting u go maybe the best thing to do now….

P.s: Still waiting.

Short story? I’m in between 2 choices. One of them would be my destiny. My dream to be succesful. Something i’ll live with. Something what i love to do. Something i will be bored too.

Mom kept asking me the same question everynight. “Dek… gimana?” “dek, mama lihat..” “Dek” and so many Dek’s. What she doest know is her lovely daughter is stressed out. Yes, i am stressed. I’m stressed because i am afraid of future. I’m afraid if my future life wouldnt be as i expected.

what do i expect? Simple. I’ll be a doctor. I make myself useful around people. I help people. It’s not easy to be a doctor. It’s so fucking hard.

What am i afraid of? useless. unsuccesful.

What am i trying to do? increasing my score in this suck high school. even if the result is still the same. not bad, not even good. flat. and trying to survive with bunch of untrusted friends.

I just wish,hope,pray,and dream, that i can be a doctor. Allah, give me Your clue…. Amen

SUCKSUCKSUCKSUCKSUCKSUCK Go fuck yourself

Kenapa gampang banget sih buat gue ga ngambek lagi ke lo? Wht did u do to me?

We talk, we miss each other, we meet, we laugh, we fight, we hug