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I've been busy till I don't have enough time to write on my blog. Actually a lot of thing happened recently.

Here's 1 thought, although I'm 22 now, I'm still depend on someone else. Especially my boyfriend. If I were him, things seem very secure. I feel I'm in a "safe zone". Cos I have him by my side. And he is the man that I can count on everything. I mean everything. He is a very multi-tasking man I've ever met in my whole life. He fills my decay, my flaw. I have difficulty of remember the roads, he is very great at it. He's great at Jakarta's roads too. When I didn't have much time to got my hair done, he done it for me. And he cook too. He could look after my lil brother when I was busy shopping at mall. He's great at technical things too. He's capable of everything. He completes me. He's just a perfect man whom will spend the rest of my life with.

The worse thing is, I get used to with those situations for almost 7 years. And it makes me stay in the green zone till I lose my own self. Cos he handles everything. Last night, when he said he prefer to spend the holiday wiv his family instead my family, made me devastated. I realize that I can't be on and on like this, trap in this situation.

What if the person you depend on the most is not around anymore? We have to be prepare for the worst, haven't we?

Wow that is one heavy thought. For me, at least. Its like a slap in the face.




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phi said…
he can make your hair doneeeeee???? WOW. it's just WOW. to have someone to depend on is a great thing especially if he is ur bf. but you also cant lose the chance to be independent too :))) pasti bisa taaaan hehehe smangat!!!! :DD
Intan Juliana said…
Masalahnya, gw tuh ga pernah sama sekali ngalamin yg namanya tinggal sendiri n jauh dr rumah.
U must be grateful for had such an experience back in the days while you study at Malaysia.
I never had a chance to do so. My parents's way of thinking is very odd and ancient.
I feel undeveloped. Karena terbiasa dari kecil serba ada, ada yg ngasuh, ada yg nemenin, lapar ada yg kasih makan, dll.
Jadinya gw ga bisa sendiri. Ngeri ga sih? Gw aja ngeri bayanginnya. Jd gw ga bisa TANPA orang lain.
Parah banget memang. I always depend on someone else.
Hopefully Vi, I keep on trying, tapi ttp aja I haven't face the "real" life out there. Always stay in the comfort zone.
I wanna be in war zone, but I think I'm gonna be the first who die. Bam!
thanks xox.
Intan Juliana said…
Btw, hehe iya itu kelebihannya laki gw, bisa diandalkan di semua medan. Hahahaha :D
Kadang suka ngerasa bersalah krn gw sendiri ga bisa diandalin ama dia apa2 :(
phi said…
ngga ko tan, tar kl pas wktunya lu kudu apa2 sndiri, kl ud kepepet mah pasti bs daaaaa...it's natural, the instinct of survival smua org psti pny n im sure u'r not gonna die fast!!!!! hehehe..

dl aj jaman sma gw tiap hr tdur jm 9 malem taaan ga pnah lbih lah pas kuliah tb2 jd jungkir balik tdur jm 4-6 gt tiap hr bkin tgs tp yah it karna kepepet apapun bs :)) believe me!!! hehehehe..

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