it's near to sepetmber. I would go back to Malang (I don't know why spontantly I always use the word "back" for Malang). I'm sick of everything, I don't even enjoy my foods anymore. I am sick of all my friends here. They are so fuckin' selfish. childish. But they act like super-independent, like super-responsible but the fact is they are ugly monsters. I am about to go back to Malang. I wanna let go every memory of Jakarta. I wanna enjoy my hometown, I wanna be with Nana, Uki, Tina... My sister just announced me that Auntie Linda is going to Malang also by car so she offers me if I wanna come too. Lian joins. It makes me kinda upset, honestly. Beause she is Jakarta thing. Jakarta memory.
live real. dream big.