when we walk with time..

today is my old friend birthday. my old schoolmate. we born in the same year. we live in the same place. we grow up together. we play when we were a kid. we attend the same school for 11 years. we are not such a very close friend but we still are friend. we study in the same class. we always together from our childhood until when we start dating with some guy in our teen world.
we are friend. sometime we care for each other. sometime we fight for something.
today is her 22nd birthday. that's mean i'm 22 years old too coming soon this year. the age show us that we have living in this world for so long.
now i realize that i'm getting older. soon, i will turn 30. then 40. until my last day.
i've living in this world for 22 years old and that's mean i've walking for a million miles away and i guess i can reach Paris. if we can caught heaven, maybe i can reach there.
my life, so great. full of story. my parent rise me up until i become for who i am today. i'm not a very good daughter but i've make my parent proud when i always get a 1st place in class for every exam. when i got a pointer up to 3.5 in my diploma for engineering in my 1st semester. i make my mom smile. i make my dad proud.
but, instead of that.i've broken my mom's heart. i've make her cry. that's why i say i'm not a good daughter. i am who i am today. still bad but i'm ok because i'm not bad like before.