9.30PM Balikpapan time, my phone ringing
haluuuu.... and the person speaking wasnt the one who have the phone
Ririii, its Cici...marianne still talking to taxi driver
Me: olaaa...udah di jakarta?? or bandung??
Cc: udah, baru besok ke bandung..we're hungry and want to go to that restaurant u guys went last time... but i dont know where exactly the place
Me: ahhh yaaa...its at..bla..bla..bla... and i told her on the detail
CC: ok, wanna talk to marianne? here she is
M; haluuuuu....how r u? where r u?
Me: i dont know...already in bed...emotional, sad and crying and crying...i hate it
M; i am sorry to hear that, wish u were here
Me: i think i have a problem, mental illness maybe...do u think??
M: hangin there, u'll get through it, i've been there and i know u can pass it...c u next week, i'll make u the chocolate souffle...
Me:...yeaaa... yummm...suddenly feeling better
I guess, i really am have a mental illness..sigh
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