No...not something
wild. No...not something illegal. No...not something naughty. Stop guessiiiiing!!
I met my bestfriends
last night.
Just like what besties
did when they met, we also did the same things. We took pictures, we drank
(mine was sinom jamoo), we ate,; we dug our own histories and laughed about
them, even they weren’t that entertaining at those times :D
We're talking sh*t,
talking somebody else's stuffs (sh*t, red),
talking somebody's somebody else's stuffs. We’re laughing something
UNIMPORTANTS. We laughed a lot I
could feel my face exercising! :D We’re laughing
about what went on FB, on twitter and youtube.
I forgot how to act silly, how to laugh-till-cry and I even
forgot how fun talking-trash is
I think if it's not accident, cancer, or any other serious
illnesses that would take your lives, maturity would!
People needs to relax
and act silly, atleast once in a month in the rest of their lives. And once you acted silly, you will want some
more! This is addicted! That's why it's hard
to make childish people go mature!
Do you know how it
feels to laugh continuously for 1 ½ hours? I do! Feels amazing, feels like you
never got sad before. Like you never know what tears are! (Ok, this one is too
much :D). Last night was amazing, we really should do that MORE!!! Such a shame
we didn't get perfect form last night, there's no Putri, Dian, Yudha, and Depe.
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