Sabtu, 01 Maret 2014

Yang Malam Mingguan Sama Pacarnya Kudoain Putus...

Demikian, serangan umum satu Maret kukerahkan pada seluruh khalayak yang berpacaran malam Minggu ini.

I have a blue Saturday night, it means today. No partner and no friends. Erna is busy, went back to her hometown to prepare her wedding ceremony. Nick is busy, she's getting close with her fellow worker. Heningswara is out somewhere. I was thinking about go to the cinema alone but, the rain made me stay at home. Alone. So, I'm updating my gadgets and during the heavy rain the wi-fi works slowly.

So, I'm wandering around, in the internet I mean.
There's no good fan fiction I found to read, so I'm just surfing from blog to blog. Damn, I'm craving for some rum raisin ice cream and only find Teh Botol in my refrigerator.

I should've read my textbooks, but I'm in a very bad mood.

Although it's raining but the temperature in my house rises, my elementary school friend messages me via Facebook and I'm only replying her with one or two words. Cool? Nop. I feel sorry for her, she is just a nice friend that said hello but instead of getting a nice and warm reply, she only got my tantrums. Yeah, and she's asking about my father whereabouts. I said, daddy's gone.

I'm thinking about writing this blog in English from now. I know I'm not good in using this language, but I'd like to learn and be more friendly to the non-Indonesian speaker.

Back to my elementary school friend, she told me that my ex now's a policeman. He moved from his old house (I knew it years ago, when I passed his house and found the building he used to live had already gone), and she asked me if I know something about him.

A couple years ago, he contacted me in sudden, asked me if I'm home. He took me out to the cinema and we're watching a weird movie about a killer from the orphanage (I don't really remember about the plot). After we went out, he texted me, about I'm being his first love, etc. Frankly, I don't even remember being in love with him. I knew him long ago, before I knew what is love, and I feel safe with him. He was a good man, and I don't want to hurt his pride. So, I said no and asked him not to waste his time (on me). I don't want to share this story with other friend who knows him, it's between me and him. But he never mentioned about joining an army or other that time.

I'm getting used to attending my exs's wedding day. I'm not surprised if one day the policeman asked me to come to his.

So, a sudden idea bursts in my mind, how about we're making a reunion. This isn't a fresh idea, me and some fellow alumni talked about it when we're attending our teacher's death ceremony. This is a very heavy duty, since we got no yearbook and even though we had, some friends might be moved from their old addresses. Yeah, may be we would had difficulties, but I'd like to put it in my agenda for the next year.

Ok, I think I had enough babbling.

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