The Story of the Love Warrior

buying a girlfriend in a sack

Time somehow goes very fast when we do not pay attention to his presence second by second.unless I realize 3 more months I will celebrate the 28th birthday. TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS !this is the unpleasant side of those who have a face and youthful appearance like me. My youthfulness has made me alpa see the actual age data as stated on the ID card. people around me also seemed to have been bewitched by my appearance and cute face.seems after I observe all my photos.my face has not undergone a change of meaning since graduating high school 11 years ago

I began to suspect my baby face was due to the curse of the forever young song from the remix version of alphaville that I often sing repeatedly loud in the room while holding a broomstick as a microphone and prancing prancing prance on the bed. My movements adjust to the rhythm of disco that fast tempo jerking and excited from the song

my "forever young "music concert is usually forced to stop if it comes to my room. though I was in the spirit of rocking hard fish rocking the song while echoing the refrain that made me years later ageless

*forever young, I want to be forever young*

do you really want live forever. ..forever. ..and ever forever

"alah ndok ! girls are prancing on the bed! no ilo!" that's what I said from behind the door

I was as usual just a whimper because I was caught screaming like a freddy singer on stage

I saw him stroking his chest, it was a sign I had to stop my single concert.Mom probably asked why this daughter seemed like an anomaly among her sisters. my brother likes to play dolls and cook food while I like to play war games and play football, chasing police criminals along with other boys around our house. and after I was a teenager, mom found her daughter jumping on a mattress with a broomstick in style like a famous rock artist

ah, now I can only smile given the nostalgia of my childhood.it may be time for me to be careful in choosing a song for me to sing. like his strength is as powerful as the recantation of a mantra from a shaman's altar

when I was a kid, I felt like 30 was a pretty mature age for women in my extended family to get married, most of my family members were married women at that age, and now. look at me! where time has robbed me of the journey of my life in the world for 27 years, 10 months and 2 days! what have I been doing all this time? I even bersayik masykur with busy work and personal pleasure to forget the status of "**not married*" which has long been written on my identity card

stay in serious style work.I crossed out the back page of my journal book. My impromptu research results reveal data that 80% of the 200 people in this office are married and while remembering their profile most upyg married at the age of 30 years with an attractive appearance typical of women who are favored by Indonesian men and have a strong character sweet and feminine.the woman whose mouth always smiles no matter what happens like a princess at a beauty pageant....

seriate.......