Those Old Times

Last Saturday my bestfriends and I gathered again in a nice restaurant which aesthetically ornamented in a traditional Javanese way. I didn't know why the december girl picked this one in the first place, but I thought we all now become very creative in selecting new nice places for gathering, don't we?:) As in last year, the December girl invited us to have dinner also in a themed restaurant. Hwaa, I actually miss the word "conspiracy", just like the old times, when we always felt that our lives are 'sophisticated' enough to make other (enemy?) feels 'treated'. LOL. 

I always enjoyed having girl's day out with this bunch of unbelievable guys, in whom I could be the original version of me without feeling afraid to be judged. :) 

Here are some snapshots from the luncheon, I felt so exposed to the afternoon's strong winds here, which was a bit worrying since wind always makes me sleepy! :D 

The last picture was actually choreographed, the bottles on the table were arranged as decoration (no we didn't drink them), but the amused expression on our faces were genuinely true. I never feel that we are all 24 years old here, thank you buds, all the things we've spent in that afternoon from light chit-chats, teary laughs until never-ending substantial discussion about dreams and future made me feel always young, just like those old times in university, I almost thought that we were 17 still. :D Isn't it great to have distinctive people as your bestfriends? What, distinctive? What a weird diction, they will sue me! lol

Another superb girl who didn't join us here once said that, dream is never for future. If it is. It never comes.