I am on the way to Bandung to attend my best friend wedding. I still remember how we were 10 years ago and how things has changed ever since. She, who ignored men all together that time like they are non existence, got a boyfriend. The same guy she is marrying now. I, who had a boyfriend that time and didn’t work out.
Lots of has happened in between then and now. I wish I had kept a proper record of my life, 10 years late, I started this blog. Even though I think only dysfunctional people’s thoughts are fun to read by the public, meanwhile but I am only an ordinary girl who got few stalkers; I will keep writing on this blog.
Why? So if I die, I left my mark in this world. It’s my creation. It’s my baby. I don’t cook and Hulk begs me never to sing again after he heard my singing voice once. So writing it is.