ry and I had a long talk last night.
Just sitting there talked about life, friends, everything until late night
and both of us, miss those times in plkn(national service), so much.
Now that taste really miss, miss those good times. Really happy, leaving only a memory.
Every time I think about life, I wonder what make us become weak, hopeless and give up.
Lack of confidence, motivation, hope, power, love or money?
all of this, maybe?
And why I still being so confuse and obsession to find the answer of life.
Maybe when that day comes, I'll know where to go, what I want to be and what's the meaning of life.