:) Friends

There are times of your day when you're suddenly alone, find your mind whirling, hurricanes of memories, past. I look at my ceiling in the middle of the night, contemplating about how my life has been for the past few years. Questions poped into my head, as I remember a simple term of endearment that we always use to call each other: Plewarai...

Do you guys remember, Putri, Noah, Vivi and Putra, when were in Java mall, teasing people by licking ice cream sensually as people passing by and said 'Silakan'? 

Do you guys even remember how we turned out to use that 'plewarai' word to call each other? That silly thai movie that bond us together?

Redbox, even when we have our schedules, skip classes just to watch horror movies, screaming really loud and even kicking each others butt, and end up losing our grips when the movie's over?

Karaoke, forgetting images we always tried to make in front of public and reveal our craziness, clumsiness, dancing like a mentally troubled people poured into 4x4 noisy boxes?

Making dishes at vivi's house, messing up with her room, throwing each other jokes then laugh till our stomach hurts?

Stay in my and putra's boarding house, throw your bags in my room then left for putra's room watching movies during Ramadhan 2012?

Having English and Japanese courses in Untag then go look for break fasting dinner then we talked till up late?

Too many guys, just too many of very nice, laughable, lovable, unforgettable memories of us

And it has been wonderful...

Me, Angga and Noah would be graduated by next year. Vivi is already on her way to Jogja starting her post-undergraduate career there. Putra's working in Solo already. Hima is now struggling with work and reach for further academic future. Jullie is now in Salatiga, has her changed in a good way. Anggi is still busy climbing for her second undergraduate degree. Fide is now busy with her at Bina Bangsa School, and probably even continuing her business. Wahyu, as she always be with us also, working on her thesis, in her hometown in Gunungpati. Putri is about to go to Germany. We are all busy with our own stuff, our own lives.

Live must go on, people say. But things I could never let go, are memories of us. Thank you friend for being there for each of us. May God bless us for our future...

And the last thing I remember the most of us... How beautiful and lovable a friendship is...