Today i went back Malaysia for good. My mind keeps on reminiscing all the bad and good times in Surabaya.. i was thinking, will i survive this journey without friends?
Friends are like sugar in your coffee. Or milk. They turn from bitter taste to sweet and acceptable taste to drink… ive learnt that, its true that ‘friends before dicks’.
My friends were there when everything turns upside down. I know sometimes i prefer to be alone but at times, their presence means everything.
Cant explain them into words anymore.
i miss my surabaya friends. Nah. Family.