Today is the sixth day I dream about him.

Every night, when I was being so tired, he always come to my dream

Oh don’t you know, it’s just like a flashback.

First, I dreamt about the first time he asked for my number phone via DM twitter

And then, about the first time he took me home by his car. Little silly moment ‘cause both me and him was too shy to asked to go home first.

The next day, I dreamt about his first moment that he picked me up and he met my mother. I was really embrassed with my mother ‘cause she would guess that her daughter was dating with a boy.

The 4th, it’s about a can of nice melted chocolate. And he asked me that he would to be my boyfriend. He was really nervous, his face turned red. And, so did I. I was really speechles but I decided to ignore him.

Then, It’s about my mother. My mother asked me why he never come to my house again, why he never take me home again. Oh please mom....

The last time that I dreamt about him. A little bit tragically. It was the moment, It was a few days ago when I found his twitter status “lopeh lopeh”

Gosh. I don’t know why suddenly I get a routine dream about him. Whereas, in the fact, hmmm, I think he has already forgotten me. He never text me again. Yeah, yesterday he chat me on FB, but it just like a simple chatting. There’s nothing anymore.

For some reason, I always think that I was a naive person (what’s naive mean? haha). When my friends asked me about my feeling to him, I always answer that I don’t like him. But, errr, yeah. It’s not easy to understand, no one understand me about my feeling to him. So do I. Confusing....

Besides all of those blahblahblahs, I always hope to meet him at school. Just to see his face or jut say hi. I always wearing my eyeglasses, just to see him clearly from my desk if he standing in front of his class. I always hope that I’ll meet him on Saturday when I have some activity with my SS and he is taking extra study time to pass UN and SNMPTN well.

It’s one of the nice moment in my life. That God has permitted him to meet me. Adore me (huahaha, just kidding). But, yeaaaaaah, I don’t know, I’m just too “galau”. Now, I don’t want to bother him. I hope he can pass his examination well, and he can get his dream to be a part of FTTM ITB. Amin.

oh indahnyaaaaaaaa...

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