Long time no blogging and writing here...
Miss you my blog, my words adventure
And now I have a new tittle at the end of my name S. Si
But I still dunno what will I do with this tittle, certainly for get job ;p
But I still happy and hope will find my happiness soon.
Ammmiiinnn ... ;)
Something important I wanna share to you guys, cos this my own decision and didn't forced by anyone, Just because ALLAH.
And this is my happiest time wearing something =D
I’ve wore Hijab now! ;)
me
buddies: me, isti, vira, lia
Hoobae: windy, me, azi, ayu
How..how??? :D
Alhamdulillah... I felt became a different person, not in negative meaning. Not just style but what I'm thingking and my behaves changed, thats made me more close with Gusti Allah.
Alhamdulillah. A month a go I wore hijab and till now can growth my mind to became a nice girl (Im still girl,okay! Haha).
After my graduation, I left Malang (not permanent =D) and back to Blitar, but I still go to my current city Malang. Ahhh... Cos that feeling, Make me remember one of my fav song “Home”.
Really love that song and maybe that song suit to me now.
Here they are the lyrics ^___^
"Home"
I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.
Beautiful song for beautiful ladies (one of ladies is me kkk~)
