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I'll (not) be home for Christmas

Well, it's not really wise to waste your time posting on a blog while you have a finance exam tomorrow. But people, I am bored. So here I am, typing this litle nonsense, hehehe ...

I just read a blog, asking 7 places you'd rather be right now, then suddenly my mind flies to a place, the most wanted place I would go now. My home, in Jogja. Please forgive my weakness, but this is December, and everywhere I go, every place sings "I'll be home for Christmas" ... :)

Unfortunatelly I won't be home this Christmas. Hopefully I'll be home sometime next year, either summer or Christmas. And for now, I just keep my wishfull thinking, that "I'll be home for Christmas" will be real for me someday, hehehe.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I ever feel it too
Jogja is still home sweet home.
Stay only for temporary :))
Anonymous said…
may the Jogya's spirit: "berhati nyaman" make you still comfort though you are far away from your home-base for the Christmas .. :)
Anonymous said…
meski jauh, jogja -dan semua yang sayang kamu- pasti terasa dekat
jangan sedih ya
*hug*
andri said…
Perhaps you can ask for "Gudeg Yu Djum" from your family. Tapi kali udah basi ya sampe sana, hehehe
Anonymous said…
He tengok aja Gudeg net he he

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