My best friends Harry and Adam pick me up tomorrow in Lamongan

By David Khoirul

Monday, December 29, 2014

So tomorrow, in Babat, my best friends Harry and Adam will pick me up. This is really intriguing to go back to the village where you were born. I can't wait to see them and my friends there and have coffee as usual in Pak Man's warung near the sea.

Adam and Harry have been very good to me. When I left for Jakarta in June, they took me to the station and stayed awake until 10 p.m., talking about many things. We talked about our childhood, about beautiful girls on Facebook, and about porn. We like laughing out loud, without caring people around us. Harry and I, for example, laughed at a monkey doing funny dancing in front of us 13 years ago, and a woman who passed by us said we were crazy, in a negative way. Harry and I just couldn't think how people didn't laugh.

We are the people who are hard to handle, difficult to understand. We laughed at what people don't laugh. We cry at what people are not sad about. And we are angry with any discriminations, be it religion or humanity.

My plan is as I sit in the train tonight, I will write more blog posts. That's gonna be interesting. See you on January 10, Jakarta.

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