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assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh :)

hi, call me imra/imok. 24. i'm a/an: ENFP, muslimah, wife, proud indonesian, dentist (wannabe), parents-complex daughter, and part-timer otaku.

this daily journal is basically a small window of my life. i write about everything, whether it's important or not. sometimes, it's not even serious. so don't expect too much from this blog. don't try to judge me based on my writings, because i'm much more complicated than you could imagine. and i never mean to hurt anyone by my words, so pardon me if somehow i offended you. last but not least, i've been writing here for more than 5 years, people changes, so do i. thanks, happy reading.
Oct 14, 2016
noname


let me introduce you to these bunch of amazing fellas.

i once wrote about how i'm having trouble to give some space between me and some of my male friends in this blog, right? i were actually talking about them that time (ofc except prima), hahahah. so, sadly but (somehow) fortunately, paman and umam don't even count me as a girl anymore. well logically, it's impossible. but, if you follow our daily interactions, you'll know why i said that i consider them as my brothers. they're the first one who never give any consideration towards me as a girl. that's why i never bothered to feel awkward around them. same goes to prima.

back then, paman and prima were my study group mates. paman was number one in our class attendee's list, i were the second one, and prima was ninth. so we mostly ended up at the same group in many assignments. while umam, was my very best partner in a lot of committee and organizations. long short story, we were somehow getting close after one event and another. even there are a lot friends which also hanging out with us, but maybe all four of us just matched too much (?).

sometimes, we make a bucket list about what should we do in our next meet up (paman umam are basically living together, and prima occasionally visited them, but each of us has different agenda). we didn't going out that often, but we'll always turn that rare gathering become our quality time as bestfriend. though we don't seems like serious type of friends, but we shared any kind of stories and thoughts (whether it's a serious matter or not). we always try to help and bring happiness to each other, unconditionally. it actually can be said, that i smiled and laughed the most when we're together. they make me feel at ease.

we've been like this for years, but our circle doesn't has any name. even if i want to name it, it'll be impossible to find one suitable name which could describe our friendship. well, nonetheless, this circle of us, definitely, is a special one. um... something like the unpretentious and unbreakable one? hahahah, it's too cringy. i'm still not used to talk about them in sweet words lol.

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