two days ago i went to my friend’s wedding. my dormitory senior, actually. it was the first wed of my dorm sisterhood.
splashing thought inside my head, about our past and future. it’s fun, to met our old pal. more like family for me because we lived at least for two or three years in a same house, eat same food, study in same room, share cries, tears, story, happiness, snack, exchange wardrobe, pray together, etc etc. facts that we’ve been grown up surprise me a little bit. some girls have work, being a woman, ready to married, the boyish become the feminine. i realize we’re all gone different. our life is not in that ‘house’ anymore, even my memory stays that way. we couldn’t talk at same line, or laugh at same stupid things. we don’t walk same path anymore. but still, they are my sisters. i miss them already.
i went with my boyfriend, by my father’s car because i have to pick up the rest of ‘rafaela’ first.
i hope someday i can meet them in complete member, remembering our past and laugh together, over over and over…
*happy wedding, tante dee..=)
*rafaela= rara, adit, flori, andien, ebiet, ola
*sorry i can’t put any photos of the wedding.
