I make this post in facebook and somehow want to crossposting it here =D


3 months 13days 19hours 1minute

It was exactly the time i've started my new life in a new place and condition..

<when i write the title it was 15th of Feb 2011 @ 19:01 so i'll just use it as the title>

It was how long i've been away from my friends, my hometown and my life

and the reason why i wrote this, was because i missed them and i think that now i was able to spit out everything i want to say before these 3months 13days 19hours and 1minute


I remember my last days i spent with my friends..

we have a study tour to Bali and weeks before the study tour i've been told that the plan of me moving, which had been pended for some months, won't be in 'pending condition' anymore..

exactly after i go back from my study tour, i will move.


that was kinda cruel, the fact that i didn't even tell my friends bout that.

just my best-est of friends that know bout that.

she knows about it but she didn't say anything nor treat me in different ways, that's why i was grateful to have a understanding friend like her.. thanks girl

i enjoy the tour, despite the weight on my shoulders that it was the last moments we'll have together..

i treasure every seconds i have with them..


the momments we had together there are really fun..

i forgot about my own problems and we really had fun^^

we bought things, chatted bout random things, etc


the day when the tour ended..

i almost cried on the bus.. the last hug i share with my like-an-older-brother friend and the farewell with him really hit me..

"after this we'll go on our own way"

"after this, we won't be able to see each other anymore"

those thoughs haunt myself the rest of the journey back home...


to be honest, i was afraid of leaving my hometown..

what if my new place won't be as comfort as here?

what if my new friends are different and i can't adapt myself?

what if suddenly i want to back home?

hundred 'what if blah-blah-blah' popped up one another and it like when you make pocorn and the corn pops from just some to a lot, LOL



And i still remember those great times i had before..

when we went to celebrate easter and we had to drink young coconut water from the coconut and when the boys, who're on the open truck got wet by the rain

ah! my first time go to salib putih when i join the 'renda' which held by voxi and we celebrate Kong Ari's birthday either that time!!

every KoRem's HUTs, the scenes behind EPISTOLE, Metanoia big 5, christmas and new years celebration

valentine days, birthday treats XD

when we cheer for our basket or soccer teams, when we take pictures together or when we yell 'Metanoia?? MOVE!!' or 'Metanoia?? REACHING OUT!' together


i remember those times when we're playing with the water truck which Om Han owned.. when we got wet together at pekan remaja and indipendence day games

or when we played golf

or when we ate together

everytime we had together

though they're sad, happy, touching, or even made me angry, but when i remember those times i feel 'ahh, how fun those times are' like an old person when she or he feels nostalgic


i remember the first days at school..

we must go through MOPD and such, meeting our friends who had become so scary those days, tried to adapt with the new condition, which was very different with junior high..

when we frowned because of tons of homeworks, or because we'll had either chemistry, math, physic or biology tests

when we're happy when the current teacher isn't coming so we had our free time

when we have to run because we're copying our friends' papers

how fun those times are!!!!


and when i meet my lovely sisters who aren't my siblings but i felt so..

maybe our ages are different, but i think we match each other pretty well..

we share the same interests and we understand each other..

i do really care about them, even thought now i have new hobby which isn't the same as theirs

but, friendship isn't all about age and same interest, right?

talk about them amde me miss them even mooore ToT

and i feel guilty until now, for not tell them about my moving thing

*i have a mood swing just by now.. LOL*

*not as gloomy as before so the writing style will be different*


Okay, back to the topic of my reason wrote this..


I do really miss my old life..

until now, i've got homesick for few times, everytime i saw my friends pictures of updates on my facebook home..

and i think 'ah, i've been missing in action before i move, too bad that i can't spend more time with them'

and sometimes i thought about how to go back there despite the fact that i have no place to stay if i do that

and i often comparing my new life and the life i have there..

okay, i know that it was childish, but i really do.. somehow, i don't know why..

and i've been in a gloomy mood (or emo?) for these 3months 13days 19hours and one minute - -;

and today, i got some thoughts.. shortly, just say that i was inspired today..


People will continue their life and move on


their times are different.. maybe she will having her time next year, maybe it's tomorrow for him, or maybe two years for them,

and maybe now for me..


and memories will long last forever while photos won't

i will have those great memories of my old life, and it'll be inside me forever..


this is not an end of our story, but an and..

one day we'll meet each other and laugh together again..


just like in the past..


this is not the end, but the beginning...^^


love you all!!!!











it's random, i know..

but i just want to spit it out since long ago..

and i think, now is the right time :D