it was an hour a go i cried by my self for some worries last nite, i dream, about his mother. just a simple 'scene' actually. she called me and ask "can u call him?" and i answered "yes" "ask him to call me" she said. the situation in that dream was almost the same like what happened in my real life that i couldn't reach him, and its make me feel like "it was so real". soon as i woke up, i wondering by my self "what was that dream means?" even i met him today,i didn't have any opportunity to tell. so i just keep it by my self. until few hours a go, he updated his status about how important a mother's words, three times more important than father's. i ask "why?" i mean, there probably a 'background' of that status, the reason why he wrote it.but there was no answer. more over, he just arrived in his hometown at that time. it makes me wonder "did his mother say something to him? what was it? was it related to our relationship?" hhh...my insting.sometimes it could become so crazy but then remember our last picture i combined it with other picture of me n him by picasa.and it come out nice...see :)

seeing this picture, suddenly i feel better (absurd,huh?hehe) and now, i am ready to start recapitulating data in this late of nite? well, better late than never rite?:)