Well, until now, this is the longest post title i've made
Now here, mean 12 july 2k15
Well, the title fit me well now
What can i say, i've done some shit today
Read quran and else
But, it's ok right, to keep updating this blog?
Well, i've just realized something
That, i'm turning into a different person now
I mean, that 3 imaginary friends i told you earlier
Really influencing me now
FR, she's help me to get rid of my writer block
XX, make me want to learn about a lot o' things
And SP, she's making me think about many things
And i'm turning into em'
Wait, into em' didn't mean i'm turning into a girl
I mean, if you combine them, turning them into a boy
And, that's me...
Well, i've just thinking, a cup of coffe would be great to accompany me now
Well, thanks to the environment around me
Sounds of a couple o' person reading quran, sounda of ceiling fan, warm yellow lamp, and cold weather
Give me some coffe, a laptop, and a friend to talk with, and i can write a whole "founded" chapter of my project,called as "Founded, Hurted, Rescued" (call it FHR)
Well, i'm a little bit tired you know
I almost sync my sleeping schedule, and, i can sleep at 1 am now
And it's 1.14 am
Let me tell you bout' something else
FYI, i almost turn this blog into an indonesian language blog, a few days ago
But, i cancel that post, and keep it english
Mmm, you know, i have a different source of inspiration
The one, that give me some inspiration in english, always flow freely
And the other source, that give me idea in bahasa
Cant flow freely, for an unknown reason
Well, it's getting a little bit darker now
Well, it was time for night pray, and they turned off the lamp in the mid room
But, not in the left and right wing
Well, why i'm still updating this blog?
I have one important job to do
Keeping my stuff safe
Well, let's talk bout something else...
Hmm...
The question is, what?
I have nothing to...
Wait, there's something happen
There's a mom around me
Do something with her phone, i dont know what, but i think, she's opening her social media account
Well, what's the difference with me then?
The difference is, she's a girl, with 3 son and 1 daughter, her daughter are crying, and he still hold her phone, like there's nothing happen
A bad kind of parent right?
Well, let's talk bout' something else
Well, i'm tired...
That's it, and...
Bye!
xoxo
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