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Cerewet

Selamat siang, this is weekend again! Waktu cepat banget berlalu ... fiuhhh.
Weekend, waah, time to make some dates ... (if you're lucky hahaha), time not to work, time to sleep :))!

Dipikir2, mendingan aku tetep hang out jumat malam ini dari pada nganggur, so karena ada temen yang asking me out since several weeks ago, aku arrange kita ketemuannya jumat malem ini. Is it a date? Not really, just an old friend. Dan aku gak terlalu semangat buat ketemuan ini. I like this guy, I mean, he's a very nice guy, a good friend of mine, dan gak lagi pdkt sama aku ... but I am not really looking forward to this. Not very in the mood? Nggak juga, aku sangat mood hanging out with anybody karena aku agak2 kesepian, tapi aku takut garing aja. Dan males banget kalo jalan sama temen dan ujung2nya cuma jadi garing ...

Temenku ini dulu gak di Jakarta. Kami kontak paling cuma sms an dan email, kadang2 main bareng kalo dia pas ke Jkt. Mungkin ada temen yang tipenya kalo jauh dia deket, kalo deket dia jauh :) Begitu sama2 di Jkt, kami gak terlalu deket. Mungkin emang dr dulu gak deket2 amat ya, tapi dulu kami ... eh, at least aku .. hehehe ...selalu semangat buat ketemuan karena ketemu temen dari jauh. Setelah sama2 di Jkt, kerjaan sama2 overload, jadwal gak matching, aku jadi males buat ketemuan. Terakhir aku ketemu dia kapan ya? Udah lama banget, jauh sebelum papa operasi by pass. Mungkin 4 bulan yll, waktu dia nemenin aku ke Cibinong (Apa bukan temen yang baik tuh kalo mo nemenin aku ke Cibinong ... ) Setelah itu kami nyaris gak pernah ketemu, kontak pun paling2 kalau dia telpon aku ... seminggu sekali. Jadinya agak2 garing gitu dah.

Benernya aku tau sih apa yang membuat aku merasa garing. Aku tuh bukan tipe yang dilahirkan sebagai orang yang cerewet dan banyak omong. Jadi aku selalu senang kalo dikelilingi oleh orang2 cerewet hahaha ... karena mereka nggak akan pernah kehabisan topik pembicaraan. Aku tinggal ndengerin cerita mereka, haha hihi dengerin topik mereka, dan secara nggak langsung ketularan jadi cerewet.

Back to the topic, temenku yang ngajak ketemuan ini termasuk tipe ke-2, cowok menyenangkan yang enggak banyak omong. Naah, akibatnya aku harus mengeluarkan energi ekstra untuk mencari topik2 pembicaraan, and although I enjoy my friendship, it's killing me ... hiks!

Naah, I'm just afraid ntar ketemuannya jadi garing gara2 aku kehabisan topik! Pengen aku ajakin nonton? Tontonannya dia kayaknya beda banget sama aku! Dia pernah ngajakin aku nonton, dan pilihannya adalah "Biarkan bintang menari" ... bukannya enggak bagus, tapi aku kok lebih suka Hollywood movies ya ... Bukan gak patriotik loh, tapi kalo misalnya disuruh milih antara nonton Eiffel I'm in Love Extended dan Harry Potter, ya jelas yang kedua lah! Sementara aku yakin dia milih yang pertama ..

Mita, Mita. Udah bagus ada yang ngajakin ketemuan, masih juga complain2 hehehe ...
Iya, but still aku pengen ketemu teman yang seleranya samaa, gilanya samaaa, dan enggak pernah kehabisan bahan pembicaraan denganku ... Semoga di sudut dunia entah di mana, aku bisa menemukan orang yang kayak gitu :) -- Dan sementara, for this weekend, just enjoy this weekend.

Bonne weekend!

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