I went out with my friends today. Our group today consist of me, Boim, Laura, Andrew, Febby, and Gun.
We went to Taman Anggrek Mall, Binus University and again, Plaza Semanggi.
@ mta, I've been pushed to join ice skate, in order to make Febby and Andrew getting closer. XD
At the beginning, I was afraid to try it since it was my first time.
But surprisingly, I can skate on ice!^^
It's almost like playing in-line skate, haha.
Then we went to trial class at binus. Which was... not interesting.
Then we went eat at plaza semanggi and saw a lot of cosplayers. O.o
And when we're about to went home, I separated with them all.
And when I was walking alone, I recalled my memories with him.
I miss him.
I miss his voice.
I miss his laugh.
I miss his story about his life.
I miss our lame jokes.
I miss our unimportant debate.
I miss our fight days.
I miss my moments with him.
aitakatta.
Then, why always I be left behind?
He's a mature, potential, smart guy already while I'm still an immature, naive, labil and stupid girl.
I have to move forward, but each time I step on my path, I always look back and look to his path.
And it made me going nowhere.
I want to meet him again but I want to choose my own path.
I know IF I follow him, I'll end up bad. And he won't be good having me around as junior/friend.
I dunno what to do. I'll just keep walk on, I guess.
In my own path, of course.
anw, thx to Quentin for chatting with me, talking about manga and anime.
Sorry if I made u confused. lol
But u sure have my night brighter. =P
KUNANG-KUNANG
song and lyric by Krista Band.
melihat laut di hadapan
bintang di angkasa
di pandangan kulihat indahnya kunang-kunang.
Tak kusangka bisa menebak hati
Kurasa ingin melayang
Terbang bersama kunang-kunang.
Reff:
akankah diri dia sedang merinduku jauh di sana?
mungkinkah semua anganku kan terbalas
bersama indahnya malam...
bridge:
tapi kuyakin yang indah
senyuman bulan...
tapi aku tetap gundah...
translate:
looking to the sea under the starry night sky
in my sight, I see fireflies.
I don't realize my heart,
I wanna fly
Fly with the fireflies.
Will he be missing me right now?
Will my dreams come true as the beautiful night come...
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