so am i here in jakarta. sometimes i just felt that 24 hours were not enough for my self, except an hour to read halo, miiko! alone in my room hahaha it was the only private-yet-fun time to do with my self.
everything went very very fine here, except i lost my voice. and i barely cannot talk at all, can you imagine, me with no sound = nonsense. and yeahhh, that's what i felt now haha
how's your week tah? i owe you million of stories, but i can't call you with this silent voice. miss you really bad taaahhhh :(
well, last night i had a really bad dream about mas kukuh. he was dead, and i was crying. that last night dream reminds me on our plan of december trip, yeaahhhh! can't wait for you to come home taaaahhh :D december only several weeks away...it means we're going to meet soon! YAAAY!
OH OH and and i've got bitten by pikko tah --" it hurts. i think pikko did it as a revenge, since i almost broke her right hand. meeehh, none of revenge is sweet taahh --" hehehe
well, still waiting for your voice and text here. see yaa to the neeyaaa, gendut!
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