name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
i don't know why i want to talk it here dude. but somehow, it cuts me off. when i'm home from the mass circumstances event, i call my studio to ask them if the guys were on and it was mbak nana on the phone. she gets me well since i am in 7th grade and i talk to her easily. she ask me what's wrong, and i don't know what's wrong. something distracts me from junoaggy-thingie. like the one that distracts me from seki. i don't know. and people simplified that i must be falling in love or something. that might be true. and you know what, it distract me from a reality, the ones that said; "FUCKOFF! YOU GOT A GREAT BAND, YOU SKUNKY ARMPIT! WHY YOU STILL STANDING OVER THERE AND PRETEND YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO?? NOW GET BACK TO WORK! yeah, sometimes it happens quite good when i listen to my own word. and that's what i need to do. but these question are exist; "why would you ask for more??"
