Thursday, September 28, 2006

I'm so evil



I have a friend
We were so close, was

And it's all my fault

I even do not dare to open chat with him
I feel like I'm so evil

It's just my fault.
I...
I...

Hmmh... maybe I'm just not a good friend

a good friend would never leave you,
he even become a brother in hazardous time

Monday, September 25, 2006

another wedding

Correspond with my sister’s wedding; I also attended my friends wedding. I and my friends (HFGM) took the responsibilities for being the wedding singer. Such a great time also.

Not just because I met my friends, but also because of the atmosphere around there. During the reception we felt like it was also our party. Not just the party of the couple, or both families, but also like party of all of us. I didn’t really understand how such this thing could happen.


The couple is so clop, a singer and a photographer. Aren’t they so sweet?

Sister's Wedding

Last week I went to Pematang Siantar in North Sumatera to attend my sister’s wedding. It was a really great time. Coming back to my home town after 15 years makes me quite nervous. Weirdly, my batak’s blood flowed very fast during that time.

Not too many changes there. I still could breathe the fresh air, fishing-catch in the field, and else’s which I could not face in town. I use to live in Bandung, a city of high plain, but I could not resist with the cold. I even didn’t dare to take a bath. I also attacked by the allergic pimple.

I spent little time there. Just 2 effective days while another day was spent for the ride. Even so, I still make it for Siantar Tour with my new bro in law. It is such a small town. Only two main avenues, Merdeka & Sutomo. The very funny one is, a Chinese or Javanese could speak batak’s language better than me. Gosh, how I very ruined by the globalization values.

Thanks God the reception was well. Everything was gone as it’s planned to go. Some tears are dropped while some laughs are heard in that party. It was a really great time to unite 2 families becomes one.

Wondering when my time will come…