This what I do in the middle of lil rain outside. Writing draft for making post on my blog. This is a day before 21. So I did something unusual this night. I went out with my high school friends, watching movies in cinema. I lied if I said I'm not having fun. Even there's also unexpected things followed, I was someone who kept trying to make peace. So it isn't a big deal.
Before entering cinema, I went to dept. store and found a pair of black flat shoes. I considered to buy because I have none, and those things are bought. I did some unusual things on my birthday eve, so it become unforgotten night to remember. On my 20 age's eve, I did anything I love without any burden. Bought a pair of shoes (again), did watching movies with friends, took some picures. This is the last night I had my 19 with me, in seconds count it'll be 20 easily. Fyi, I had bought 7 pairs of shoes in few months, and if you wanna me count how much shoes I bought in 2012, maybe it's about 12 or more hehe. P.s Don't tell mom and dad or they'll get mad :p
Before 19 gone, I just wanna thanks to God, who trust me for this living; Mom, who carried me all this way, for the support, love, trust and keeping me looking forward for my dreams; Dad, who understand me so well. Dad, maybe I'm not kind of good daughter, but I love you too, in silence of course. My sissy and brother, who always believe in me I was made for a sample to you too. Grandma Da, who forces me to get into this circle. Grandma, who keep supportig me with tons of your pray in every midnight. Friends, Niar, Caca, Westi, Tiara, Arfi, Prisa, Atun, Mega, Kak Uwik, Aga, Bang Ren, Tami, and so many others I couldn't mention one by one, thanks for spending time with me and gave me some advice, support, forces, tahnks all ILY! Last but not least, once more, thanks God for making them exist.
I know, I should re-read my resolution for 19 and re-write it by slash which I had done and write something new and re-reach things which target undone. By it all, draft going to be posted.
See you on 20 ;;)
Love, Naz
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