Attachment

yeay, exam for semester 2 has finally ended.

we'll get to the result next year.

my point of today's babble is;

ATTACHMENT IS BAD.

I mean,

no people on this Earth is not attached to NOTHING.

It's whether you're attached to religion,

family,

friends,

lovers,

yourselves,

animals,

environment,

blah blah blah and the list goes on.

And whenever people are attached to something,

It's harder to let go.

You don't want to change.

You don't want to leave them.

You want the time to stop.

That's the thing I've been thinking the time we sent Dila to bus station tonight.

I've grown attached to them.

To my bestfriends here.

The question is,

I'm already feeling down and sad and lonely and all the negative emotions just welled up,

Because of the feeling that I won't be able to see them for 2 months.

But what happens when we're in our 8th semester,

And we're going to say goodbye for more than just 2 months?

Yes.

That hit the spot.

I've never had much friends.

And when you meet your other halves,

It's harder to let go,

To say goodbyes.

In friendship there are not just rainbows and pot of golds,

There will be floods and hurricanes and times when we just want to punch them right in the face,

But they know your bad side,

Your good side,

Your dirty side,

Literally all of your sides,

The smallest little things,

And accept you for it.

The nearest relationship to a family.

The current moment where we appreciate everything is important,

But to think we're going separate ways after 3 years,

It made me nauseous. 

To think I may never find people like them,

Hell they're irreplaceable.

It would just kill me.

Then again,

If you never move forward,

You won't know what the path might lead you on.

Like if I rejected the IPG thing when I was in KMPh,

I would still be "the forever alone dude in class 5H27" and never met these crazy people who I call "the ones that bring out the crazies in me".

Yeah it's the end of the semester and I kinda get a little bit emo,

And it's not like it's the end of the world.

But without them,

I would never even know the true meaning of having "second family".

You get a lazy-always-on-the-phone one,

the I-am-always-emo-online-but-crazy-when-I-get-outside one,

the laughing-spree-whenever-I-watch-RunningMan one,

the I-always-wear-feminine-stuffs-but-I-am-not-feminine-much one,

and me.

The normal one.

Okay,

Not so normal.pfft.

So that's just it.

Changes in lives bring different meaning to everyone.

Some likes it, 

And some doesn't.

But it's still going to happen.

So appreciate the moment.

After our last separation in 3 more years,

I want to be able to meet them again,

With children in hands,

Husbands beside (or behind our backs),

And we're talking non-endlessly about how our lives in IPG KDRI sucks,

But with each one of us there,

Life was endurable.

I want to be able to tell my children one day,

That I found true friends,

When I came to a place where they make "TEACHERS".

Dila: guys, it's a duck!

Jai: ducks can't fly.

Saba: that's an airplane, morons.

Said: i farted, if anyone noticed.

Me: can we stop looking at the sky and eat?i'm hungry.