A Night in The Old Town

Actually, this is my “little project”. I have some intentions to re- design of my life. I think I should do some advantage things to improve my English, for instance, because I have less grammar. Okay, so I will tell u about my happiness because we sometimes must bored if someone tells u about sadness, right? (but it’s all OK if u had very generous friends).

On beautiful Wednesday afternoon, I and Puri treated our college friends at Blok M, somewhere in South Jakarta and many young people hang out with their fellows there. I know even though we’re slim women but we have an enormous taste for food. Any kinds of halal-food. So, we ate roasted chicken at the edge of Blok M area. And ribs. Ooohhh..what a food! ( I don’t tell u where the restaurant is. They don’t endorse us. Hahaha)

We’re women who called “wonder women”. While we’re together, we have to do some adventurous. No, no..we don’t want to go to malls. It just waste our (limited) budget. We usually do some fun, cheap, and the point is we take many pictures. Narcissism! FYI, Jakarta has no art if it only was built for jet-set-places. Since Jakarta has many artsy spots, we decided to get insane at Kota Tua. In English: Old Town. Whooo… (for more information, check it out: kotatua.blogspot.com. Or u can googling, guys, for details).

We know, the best thing in the world is when we’re happy, all beloved people laugh with us. But once we’re in sorrow, they will serve their shoulders with pleasure. I hope we’re belong together. Without stabing each other..