#Dear1

Dear New York this August,

                I can never imagine I’ll be in USA for whole my life, but I’m really going to. (InsyaAllah)

                Even it’s hard for me to take a breath. Just like a dream that last for so long. Dream that I can’t wake up.

                Thanks for The Only God, Allah SWT. The One Who Keeps Giving me hopes when I even do not believe in myself. The God Who leads me always to the right path although I am such a trouble maker and an always-make-disappointed. I’m really sorry for everything.

                But now there is really a big job that waits me in the front, that sooner or later I’ll face it.

                Now, I know nothing what should I do. To make this chance ain’t useless. To see AFS big team satisfied after choosing me. To prove to America that I absolutely could be dependable.

                Dear This August, I don’t even care with my-sweet-ever-seventeen. All I worry about is how to make people around me happy with my existence. I don’t even care with the-one-I-love-today. I just want my host fam love me as their own family, won’t they?

*Have a nice August Anggi.

Dear Heart, please bear still to be my heart. Never you leave me. I won’t survive by this ego, and help me through everything. Bad things or lovely things.

P.S: Hey lovely, keep smiling, the one who loves to smile, will be helped easily, by the entire world.