i wonder , they had such wonderful stories, why can't i have it?
anyway, i was just arrived from bandung, actually, i arrived at 12 pm, but then i went for awhile with jason , we grab something to eat, and then we went to odonk's office. it's kinda weird to call it as a office, because it didn't seem like it.
a house, full of crap. thats what i'd like to call it.
there were latif, dimi, odonk , and somad, lying down on the floor, smiling and laughing.
just by the time i went in , it such a warm comforting air blew trough me. i love this air. the air of familiar comforting , welcoming sound and i just miss it so much.
we talk, we laugh, we memorize all the thing we have missed. we've separated to long, we didn't hold to each other for about a year, gees, where have i been?
we hug, we lean, we trade every single missing stories. we drink, we smoke, we get drunk, we were being our self
why can't i have it in bandung ?
so much people i met, none of it being my truly family as i have them.
1 person , i thought i have, but the truth tell the opposite site of it.
nothing will change me like this have. unfortunately, it was way to far from what i've thought.
now i have this insomnia, but i have to wake in the morning. i got to practice for sunday's audition. gosh, i need to get my self commit to what i choose.
well, love makes you stupid, love makes you doomed.
but it is what human needs, i think soon i'm going to be normal