Outside are rainning as always. Playing
after the rain and
we can't be toghether by
adhitia sofyan, suffling and repeating in turns, that's so-big-no-and-awkwardly-melancholic, hahaha. I have been at home around a week, but I haven't moved from here except going to gisel's or buying some snacks on the stall in front of my house and another near place around. Some times I got pretty bored if I don't have any stocks or list to do. Just now, I found heaps of old books that ready to sell to junk dealer. Like what I guessed before, there are several old dusty magazines of mine, haha. Whoa, long time no see you my friends in silence! Whatta crappy and dusty are you now. I know that nobody will keep you safe from junk dealers. Wkwk. I don't have any little sisters or tykes. I dont know whether these kind of magazines still exist on the market or not. Yes, Bobo, Kreatif, Aku Anak Sholeh, then a magazine that resembles bobo, aih I forget the name. But, those magazines are faithful enough accompanying my childhood so long. Paman Kikuk? Rong-Rong? Bona? or this famous one, Bobo? Haha, kind of complement for a great story of imaginary friends.
