Saturday, December 17, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
You&Me❒ Us✔
How lucky I am to met a beautiful boy like u. How lucky I am,I've been loved by you. I love you more than anything. Bnrbnr,syg banget sama fadel. Udh baca post gue yg sebelumnya? Yap. Perbedaan gue sama fadel emg banyaaaaakbanget. Tp itu yg bikin our relationship are stronger. Gue ngga jalan keliling sekolah berdua, tp cukup dikelas udh more than sweet. We have our own style. &&itu bikin gue tmbh syg sm fadel. We're different&i won't let it go.
Yang ini beneran. Syg yg skrg bukan cm buat move on, bukan cm buat kasian, bkn cm buat balas budi,ngincer apapun. Bnrbnr syg. Myb bcs I never feel loved by someone lyk this. Behh idk lah ya.
However, I love him so much. &&i won't let him go. I won't lose him. Growing old with him. Be with him all the time. Fallin in love each other everyday. &thats my dream for now. Awesome right.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Read this.
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, “why?”
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, “You are not a man!” That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. “No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce.” She said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, “Daddy is holding mommy in his arms.” His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; “don’t tell our son about the divorce.” I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, “all my dresses have grown bigger.” I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, “Dad, it’s time to carry mom out.” To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, “it was just like our wedding day.”
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, “I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.”
I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, “Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.”
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. “Do you have a fever?” She said. I moved her hand off my head. “Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.”
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, “I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.”
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
Via Runi Fuadillah
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, “why?”
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, “You are not a man!” That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. “No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce.” She said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, “Daddy is holding mommy in his arms.” His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; “don’t tell our son about the divorce.” I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, “all my dresses have grown bigger.” I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, “Dad, it’s time to carry mom out.” To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, “it was just like our wedding day.”
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, “I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.”
I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, “Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.”
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. “Do you have a fever?” She said. I moved her hand off my head. “Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.”
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, “I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.”
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
Via Runi Fuadillah
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Haiiiiiii! Udh lama gak ngepost ya? Males banget-_-hahaha. #kemudianhening.
Mau cerita apa ya? Bingung. Sekarang udh mulai banyak try out, hhhhh suram banget kelas 9. Tapi, selama bisa nyontek gak suram22 banget juga sih.
Akhir2 ini sering banget kangennnnnnnnnntbtb sm tmntmn di jakarta. Udh hampir setahun kaliya ketemu? Nykpbkp pelit gamau beliin tiket kesana:( Kangen parah sm dutha, jalanan macet didepan cj, jalanan macet didepan raffles, nonton di 21, naik angkot (sedikit kangen sih sm yg ini, kangen panas2annya), muter2 keliling cibubur sama para biotch gue, dan semuanyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa:'(
Isumpah, males nulis. Udahan ya, dadaa
Mau cerita apa ya? Bingung. Sekarang udh mulai banyak try out, hhhhh suram banget kelas 9. Tapi, selama bisa nyontek gak suram22 banget juga sih.
Akhir2 ini sering banget kangennnnnnnnnntbtb sm tmntmn di jakarta. Udh hampir setahun kaliya ketemu? Nykpbkp pelit gamau beliin tiket kesana:( Kangen parah sm dutha, jalanan macet didepan cj, jalanan macet didepan raffles, nonton di 21, naik angkot (sedikit kangen sih sm yg ini, kangen panas2annya), muter2 keliling cibubur sama para biotch gue, dan semuanyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa:'(
Isumpah, males nulis. Udahan ya, dadaa
Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever oh so early
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong
Our dreams are young and we both know
they’ll take us where we want to go
Hold me now, touch me now
I don’t want to live without you
Nothing’s gonna change my love for you
You oughta know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I’ll never ask for more than your love
Nothing’s gonna change my love for you
You oughta know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing’s gonna change my love for you
If the road ahead is not so easy
Our love will lead the way for us
Like a guiding star
I’ll be there for you if you should need me
You don’t have to change a thing
I love you just the way you are
So come with me and share the view
I’ll help you see forever too
Hold me now, touch me now
I don’t want to live without you
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Sorry, for loving you.
I mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for thing i didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all, for not hatting you which i know i should, but i cant.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Hey, I-L-U.
I Love You means that I accept you for the person that you are, &that I don't wish to change u into someone else. IT MEANS THAT I WILL LOVE YOU AND STAND BY YOU EVEN THROUGH THE WORDS OF TIMES. It means, loving u when u're in a bad mood or too tired to do things I want to do. It means, loving you when you're down, not just when you're fun to be with. I LOVE YOU means that I know your deepest secrets&DON'T JUDGE you for them., asking in return only that u don't judge me for mine. It means, that I care enough to fight for what we have&that I LOVE YOU ENOUGH NOT TO LET GO. It means, that i'll be ok when you are with her. Loving you means standing by you even when you are ripping my heart piece by piece.
It's called love.
Your palms are swating&you can't seem to catch a breath? That's NOT love, that's fallin' in love.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off him? That's NOT love, that's lust.
You're proud of him,&want everyone to know he's yours? That's NOT love, that's bragging.
You want him, because you know he'll always be there for you? That's NOT love, that's loneliness.
You're with him, because he loves you That's NOT love, that's pity.
You're with him, because he kisses you often&holds ur hand? That's NOT love, that's being insecure.
Your heart starts pounding faster the moment u see him? That's NOT love, that's passion.
You forgive him bcs u care about him? That's NOT love, that's friendship!
Everyday u tell him that he's the only thing you're thinking about? That's NOT love, that's LIE.
You'd give up certain things for him? That's NOT love, that's generosity.
Your heart is aching&you're sad the moment you see him sad? That's LOVE.
You're attracted to othrs, but u still stick to him without a dough? That's LOVE.
You happily accept all his flaws because they're part of who he is? That's LOVE?
YOU'RE WITH HIM BCS OF THAT INEXPLAINABLE FEELING OF PAIN, HAPPINESS,&PLEASURE? THAT'S LOVE!
You'd give up your life for him? Yeah, that's LOVE!!
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Say it,prove it.
Okaaaay. Orang2 emang punya hak untuk milih. Orang2 emang punya hak untuk mengkritik. TAPI, orang2 gak punya hak untung melebih2kan cerita, menghasut, menjelek2an, fitnah, etc.
Sooooo, if you HATE me without a reason, I really wanna ask you, how?
Outside, gue emang pecicilan, jutek, sok, nyebelin. Tp sebenernya gue pgn banget temenan sama semua orang, jujur aja emang ego gue rada tinggi, prinsip gue lo yang ngajak ngobrol atau kita gabakal ngobrol. Kyknya emg keliatan egois banget. Well, I'll try to change it.
Tapi pernah mikir gak, kenapa gue masih punya temen yang baik banget, masih mau dengerin setiap detail cerita gue yg gue tau gue cerita itu berulang kali, masih ngesupport gue, dll. Temen2 gue yang di jakarta yg udah lama bangetttttt222222222 gak ketemu, kenapa mereka masih mau temenan sama gue? Ha-ha-ha. Pernah gue nanya gitu ke alia, dia bilang "lo emang rese, bgt. Tp kalo emang udah bener2 kenal sama lo, gak rese2 juga sih, biasa aja." Hm. Bukannya menyombongkan diri atau semacamnya, intinya cuma mau bilang, kalo emang gak kenal gue, wlpn you know my name, tau update2an social network gue, bisa jadikan gue beda sama aslinya? Bukan brrt gue itu sama kyk 'gue yang di dunia maya'.
Hahahahahha I think its enuff. & wait, don't judge if you just know what I've done, bcs you don't even know what I've been through.
Xxo
Sooooo, if you HATE me without a reason, I really wanna ask you, how?
Outside, gue emang pecicilan, jutek, sok, nyebelin. Tp sebenernya gue pgn banget temenan sama semua orang, jujur aja emang ego gue rada tinggi, prinsip gue lo yang ngajak ngobrol atau kita gabakal ngobrol. Kyknya emg keliatan egois banget. Well, I'll try to change it.
Tapi pernah mikir gak, kenapa gue masih punya temen yang baik banget, masih mau dengerin setiap detail cerita gue yg gue tau gue cerita itu berulang kali, masih ngesupport gue, dll. Temen2 gue yang di jakarta yg udah lama bangetttttt222222222 gak ketemu, kenapa mereka masih mau temenan sama gue? Ha-ha-ha. Pernah gue nanya gitu ke alia, dia bilang "lo emang rese, bgt. Tp kalo emang udah bener2 kenal sama lo, gak rese2 juga sih, biasa aja." Hm. Bukannya menyombongkan diri atau semacamnya, intinya cuma mau bilang, kalo emang gak kenal gue, wlpn you know my name, tau update2an social network gue, bisa jadikan gue beda sama aslinya? Bukan brrt gue itu sama kyk 'gue yang di dunia maya'.
Hahahahahha I think its enuff. & wait, don't judge if you just know what I've done, bcs you don't even know what I've been through.
Xxo
Monday, September 19, 2011
Good Girl Gone Wild.
Gue mau ngejelasin masalah yang baru22 ini wkt pm/bimbel disekolah. I'm normal. I'm not perfect, I made many mistakes. Ya gue akuin gue emang salah, gue lancang banget ngmng ke guru kyk gitu. Tadi gue udah minta maaf sama sir. Sir-nya juga udah baik-baik aja sama gue. Kalo sir sangat keberatan, sir bisa laporkan ke wali kelas gue kalo gue ada masalah apa2lah. Buktinya, wkt kmrn gue dipanggil sama pak dede juga pak dede gaada ngebahas apa2 tentang masalah itu.
Yaaaa, jadi masalahnya gausah diperpanjang lagikan? Ini masalah gue, gausah ngritik kalo lo gaada ditempat, dan kalo lo ada ditempat juga gausah menLEBAYkan masalah. Gue gabilang kyk gitu, malah nambahin gue ngmng macem22. Ya seadanya aja kalo emang mau cerita sama orang, gausah ditambah2in gitu juga ya. Hahahahaha.
Pokoknya, intinya gue manusia. Bukan Tuhan yang sempurna. Gue buat masalah. Gue selesaiin masalah gue biar gajadi beban juga diotak gue. Gue minta maaf kalo emang gue salah. Urusan lo dendam sama gue atau engga itu urusan lo, hak lo,&i don't even care bout that. Kalo lo ngomong ke orang222 yang beda juga gapapadeh, yang jelas gue GAK SEGITUnya. Lagian nanti juga omongan lo harus dipertanggung jawabkan jugakan.
Bye. Wassalam.
Yaaaa, jadi masalahnya gausah diperpanjang lagikan? Ini masalah gue, gausah ngritik kalo lo gaada ditempat, dan kalo lo ada ditempat juga gausah menLEBAYkan masalah. Gue gabilang kyk gitu, malah nambahin gue ngmng macem22. Ya seadanya aja kalo emang mau cerita sama orang, gausah ditambah2in gitu juga ya. Hahahahaha.
Pokoknya, intinya gue manusia. Bukan Tuhan yang sempurna. Gue buat masalah. Gue selesaiin masalah gue biar gajadi beban juga diotak gue. Gue minta maaf kalo emang gue salah. Urusan lo dendam sama gue atau engga itu urusan lo, hak lo,&i don't even care bout that. Kalo lo ngomong ke orang222 yang beda juga gapapadeh, yang jelas gue GAK SEGITUnya. Lagian nanti juga omongan lo harus dipertanggung jawabkan jugakan.
Bye. Wassalam.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
JUDG-ERRR
Aloha! Sebenernya ini udah tengah malem, &gue gabisa tidur. Selama liburan kyknya emg beneran insomn. Payah abis,mata gue sekarang punya kantong щ(ºДºщ) .
Go to da topic. Judge. Kata2 itu sering banget lewat di TL, PL, bio orang, etc. Emang jaman sekarang orang udah pada perfect22. Ngejudge sembarang orang padahal gatau REAL LIFE-nya orang yg dia judge. Conversation gue sama 'judge' banyaaaaaak. Ya gue gamasalah kalo orang yang emang udah 'kenal' gue mau ngejudge gue kyk apa selama kritikannya emang bener. Bukannya berarti gue udah sempurna&gabutuh kritik orang lain, gue juga butuh kali TAPI BUKAN dari orang yang GAK tau apa22 tentang kehidupan gue. Dan gaenaknya kalo ngritik jadi kyk fitnah gitu haha tayabs. Sering banget liat tulisan "don't judge someone by they're tweets" "don't judge someone by they're cover" yang berarti sama kyk "jangan nilai buku dari sampulnya" dan gue setuju bangetttttbangetbangettt. So, jangan ngejudge orang kalo gatau apa2 tentang orang itu, inget ya KARMA IS STILL EXIST.
Wassalam.
One day...
I really wonder why ppl suddenly change after they get what they wanted. One day they're sweet, &the next day, they're not. One day, they are here, next day they're not. One day you are important for them, the next day you are worthless. One day they say they love you, the next day they don't care 'bout ya.
That's how ironic things&ppl can be. Pretty shits. Pretty lies. Pretty fucked up. But its still your choice. Bcs you choose to get HURT when you choose to fall in LOVE.
That's how ironic things&ppl can be. Pretty shits. Pretty lies. Pretty fucked up. But its still your choice. Bcs you choose to get HURT when you choose to fall in LOVE.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Poconggg Fever.
Hai readers! Tunggu, mau promote dulu. Listen pls heello gue @Gitaprtknndya, hehe thanks yaa #muchlove
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oke, lanjut ke topik. Beberapa hari yang lalu @poconggg ngupdate, katanya voiceblognya dia udah aktif&untuk sementara bisa dipake untuk telkomsel&xl. Bersyukur gue pake telkomsel. Waktu gue nelfon *5678*....gabisa. Anjrit! Gue nyoba terus menerus. tetep gabisa. Gue ambil hp adek, gabisa. Gue ambil hp nyokap,bokap semua gabisa. Siaaal! Gue merasa paling cupu blm denger suara poconggg.
Wkt plg kampung, kebetulan sepupu gue pake xl, gue coba nelfon pake hp dia. Akhirnya "hello, gue poconggg, mulai sekarang lo bisa follow gue....." BISA!!! Seneng banget. Emang bener kata anak22 twitter, suaranya poconggg laki abis. Pengen langganan, tp gue inget itu bukan hp gue. Gue mau diem22 ngedafar langganan pake hp sepupu gue, hasilnya? gabisa! Hpnya dipake terus sama dia buat otpan sm pacarnya! Shit.
Besoknya, gue keliling nyari counter pulsa buat beli kartu xl. Dideket rumah gaada. Akhirnya gue keliling naik motor sama sepupu gue. Unlucky day. Counter tutup semua. Udah jauh, akhirnya baru nemu counter yang buka. *sigh* demi poconggg!
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akhirnya gue langganan voiceblognya poconggg! Asliiiiii suaranya sexy abis! Gak nyesel gua ganti kartu! AAAAAAAAAAAAA *teriak*
gue paling suka yang dia baca puisi. Puisinya udah gue taro ya di post yg dibawah.
Tiap hari gue telfon terus, tiap jam, tiap menit, tiap detik....oke cukup. Gue jadi sedikit sadar. Suara poconggg remind me to someone. Bintang. Daamn! Gue cabut kata22 gue tadi yg bilang poconggg sexy&etc. Gabanget.
Udah ah jadi random gini. Finish deh. Gita pergi, peace!
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MAAFIN GUE YA KALO GUE ADA SALAH, NULISNYA GASOPAN ATAU APALAH. MAAFIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN OKE♥ thanks:*
oke, lanjut ke topik. Beberapa hari yang lalu @poconggg ngupdate, katanya voiceblognya dia udah aktif&untuk sementara bisa dipake untuk telkomsel&xl. Bersyukur gue pake telkomsel. Waktu gue nelfon *5678*....gabisa. Anjrit! Gue nyoba terus menerus. tetep gabisa. Gue ambil hp adek, gabisa. Gue ambil hp nyokap,bokap semua gabisa. Siaaal! Gue merasa paling cupu blm denger suara poconggg.
Wkt plg kampung, kebetulan sepupu gue pake xl, gue coba nelfon pake hp dia. Akhirnya "hello, gue poconggg, mulai sekarang lo bisa follow gue....." BISA!!! Seneng banget. Emang bener kata anak22 twitter, suaranya poconggg laki abis. Pengen langganan, tp gue inget itu bukan hp gue. Gue mau diem22 ngedafar langganan pake hp sepupu gue, hasilnya? gabisa! Hpnya dipake terus sama dia buat otpan sm pacarnya! Shit.
Besoknya, gue keliling nyari counter pulsa buat beli kartu xl. Dideket rumah gaada. Akhirnya gue keliling naik motor sama sepupu gue. Unlucky day. Counter tutup semua. Udah jauh, akhirnya baru nemu counter yang buka. *sigh* demi poconggg!
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akhirnya gue langganan voiceblognya poconggg! Asliiiiii suaranya sexy abis! Gak nyesel gua ganti kartu! AAAAAAAAAAAAA *teriak*
gue paling suka yang dia baca puisi. Puisinya udah gue taro ya di post yg dibawah.
Tiap hari gue telfon terus, tiap jam, tiap menit, tiap detik....oke cukup. Gue jadi sedikit sadar. Suara poconggg remind me to someone. Bintang. Daamn! Gue cabut kata22 gue tadi yg bilang poconggg sexy&etc. Gabanget.
Udah ah jadi random gini. Finish deh. Gita pergi, peace!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Untitled.
I love that you know me. I love your facial expressions. I love the way you say my name. I love the way you want to tell me something. I love your smile. I love your laugh. I love that we have the same sense of humor. I love the friendly kind of care that I want. I love that you are never awkward around me. I love how you smell and how it lingers on my clothes. I love the way your eyes light up when you laugh. I love that your hands fit together perfectly. I love that you make do that cliche sigh. I love how you make me burst into fits of laughter after everything you say, bcs you rally are that funny to me. I love that you're closed by. I love that I was able to know you. I love the way you hurt me. I love you.
Monday, August 1, 2011
HAPPY FASTING DAY ALL-(‾▿‾)/ \(‾▿‾)/
Gaberasa udah 1thn aja gituya. Kyknya blm sampe berapa bulan baru puasa, skrg udah ketemu puasa lagi. Hahaha. Oke, mungkin emg bener udah 1thn. Gue lupa kmrn gua dapet thr berapa. Btw, skrg tanggal berapa? 1. Oh yeah, Happy [failed] 1st years Anniversary buat guee!! Ha-ha-ha. Bulan depan pas deh satu tahunan gue...oke gausah dibahas. Jadi, khusus buat bulan ini #AugustWish-nya beda dari wish list bulan lain (wish list bulan biasa, biasanya didominasiin sama permintaan boyf/rejeki).
#AUGUSTWISH
1. Puasa lancar
2. Tambah sabar
3. Lebih byk ibadah
4. Lulus UN&nilainya bagus.
5. Ga males lagi.
6. Lebih taat
7. Pokoknya lebih alim deh
8. Cepet22 lebaran (gue pgn cpt22 ke jogja biar bisa ngeliat sma+kos2an(atau rumah) yg bagus disana apaan)
9. THR banyak
10. THR lebih banyak dari kmrn
11. THR numpuk
12. Dompet tebel sama uang THR
13. Orang ga mikir dua kali buat ngasih gue THR (karna, hm, gue udah remaja, yg biasanya org ngasi thr ke anak kecil.) (oh, please deh, anak kecilkan puasanya ada yg bolong!)
14. THRnya ga nanggung2 (baca: banyak)
15. Ada yang nemenin gue ngebelanjain uang THR.
16. Point dari semua wish list gue adalah, THR BANYAK.
17. Di followback sama Gamaliel Tapiheru.
Thanks!♥ﾒoﾒo
ps: kalo ada yang mau ngasih gue thr, sangat diperbolehkan, kirim ke rekening gue aja ya.
#AUGUSTWISH
1. Puasa lancar
2. Tambah sabar
3. Lebih byk ibadah
4. Lulus UN&nilainya bagus.
5. Ga males lagi.
6. Lebih taat
7. Pokoknya lebih alim deh
8. Cepet22 lebaran (gue pgn cpt22 ke jogja biar bisa ngeliat sma+kos2an(atau rumah) yg bagus disana apaan)
9. THR banyak
10. THR lebih banyak dari kmrn
11. THR numpuk
12. Dompet tebel sama uang THR
13. Orang ga mikir dua kali buat ngasih gue THR (karna, hm, gue udah remaja, yg biasanya org ngasi thr ke anak kecil.) (oh, please deh, anak kecilkan puasanya ada yg bolong!)
14. THRnya ga nanggung2 (baca: banyak)
15. Ada yang nemenin gue ngebelanjain uang THR.
16. Point dari semua wish list gue adalah, THR BANYAK.
17. Di followback sama Gamaliel Tapiheru.
Thanks!♥ﾒoﾒo
ps: kalo ada yang mau ngasih gue thr, sangat diperbolehkan, kirim ke rekening gue aja ya.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
G∆M∆LIEL FEVER.
Taukan artis youtube yang sekarang lagi naik daun? Gamaliel-Audrey-Chantika.
cuma beberapa 'usaha' untuk di followback sama gamaliel. &&kyknya usaha gue sia222-_--
Liat capture-annya! ↴
&&BODOHnya, gue baru inget. TWITTER GUE DI PROTECT!!! jd mentionnya gabakal masuk ke gamaliel. 凸(｀⌒´メ)凸
cuma beberapa 'usaha' untuk di followback sama gamaliel. &&kyknya usaha gue sia222-_--
Liat capture-annya! ↴
&&BODOHnya, gue baru inget. TWITTER GUE DI PROTECT!!! jd mentionnya gabakal masuk ke gamaliel. 凸(｀⌒´メ)凸
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Don't think u are prfck
You think u knw who ur true friends are? Wait till high school&&see who is there for ya when ur ex-boyfriend spreads rumors bout ya. Think u'r though? Wait till u say the wrong thing to the wrong person. See who backs down first. Think u're smart? Wait till u have an english paper, science project, history test, and a 10-minute oral due tomorrow bcs u were absent for one day. Think u're cool? Wait till u're the only one who doesn't make the sports team. You think u're popular? Wait till u make one mistake&&everyone loses respect for u. Think u'll never fall in love? Wait till a guy looks deeply into ur eyes&&says he loves u. Think u'll nvr get ur heart broken? Wait till that same guy is holding another girl behind ur back. Think "nothing's going to happen to you"? Yeah, wait till u're sitting in a jail cell, wondering how u got caught. Think u're always going to be an individual? Well, wait till one morning when u look in the mirror&&u look lyk everyone else.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
'Love'
I Love You means that I accept you for the person that you are, &that I don't wish to change u into someone else. IT MEANS THAT I WILL LOVE YOU AND STAND BY YOU EVEN THROUGH THE WORDS OF TIMES. It means, loving u when u're in a bad mood or too tired to do things I want to do. It means, loving you when you're down, not just when you're fun to be with. I LOVE YOU means that I know your deepest secrets&DON'T JUDGE you for them., asking in return only that u don't judge me for mine. It means, that I care enough to fight for what we have&that I LOVE YOU ENOUGH NOT TO LET GO. It means, that i'll be ok when you are with her. Loving you means standing by you even when you are ripping my heart piece by piece.
WHAT IS LOVE?
Your palms are swating&you can't seem to catch a breath? That's NOT love, that's fallin' in love.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off him? That's NOT love, that's lust.
You're proud of him,&want everyone to know he's yours? That's NOT love, that's bragging.
You want him, because you know he'll always be there for you? That's NOT love, that's loneliness.
You're with him, because he loves you That's NOT love, that's pity.
You're with him, because he kisses you often&holds ur hand? That's NOT love, that's being insecure.
Your heart starts pounding faster the moment u see him? That's NOT love, that's passion.
You forgive him bcs u care about him? That's NOT love, that's friendship!
Everyday u tell him that he's the only thing you're thinking about? That's NOT love, that's LIE.
You'd give up certain things for him? That's NOT love, that's generosity.
Your heart is aching&you're sad the moment you see him sad? That's LOVE.
You're attracted to othrs, but u still stick to him without a dough? That's LOVE.
You happily accept all his flaws because they're part of who he is? That's LOVE?
YOU'RE WITH HIM BCS OF THAT INEXPLAINABLE FEELING OF PAIN, HAPPINESS,&PLEASURE? THAT'S LOVE!
You'd give up your life for him? ABSOLUTELY, THAT'S LOVE!!
You can't keep your eyes or hands off him? That's NOT love, that's lust.
You're proud of him,&want everyone to know he's yours? That's NOT love, that's bragging.
You want him, because you know he'll always be there for you? That's NOT love, that's loneliness.
You're with him, because he loves you That's NOT love, that's pity.
You're with him, because he kisses you often&holds ur hand? That's NOT love, that's being insecure.
Your heart starts pounding faster the moment u see him? That's NOT love, that's passion.
You forgive him bcs u care about him? That's NOT love, that's friendship!
Everyday u tell him that he's the only thing you're thinking about? That's NOT love, that's LIE.
You'd give up certain things for him? That's NOT love, that's generosity.
Your heart is aching&you're sad the moment you see him sad? That's LOVE.
You're attracted to othrs, but u still stick to him without a dough? That's LOVE.
You happily accept all his flaws because they're part of who he is? That's LOVE?
YOU'RE WITH HIM BCS OF THAT INEXPLAINABLE FEELING OF PAIN, HAPPINESS,&PLEASURE? THAT'S LOVE!
You'd give up your life for him? ABSOLUTELY, THAT'S LOVE!!
Monday, June 27, 2011
YOURS!☀
THIS IS YOUR LIFE. Do what you love, and do it often. If you dont like something, change it. If you dont have enough time, stop watchin' tv. If you are looking for the love of your life, STOP; they will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love. Stop over analyzing, LIFE IS SIMPLE. All emotions are beautiful, when you eat, appreciate every last bite. Open ypur mind, arms, and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is, and share your inspiring dream with them. Life is about the people you meet, and things you create with them, so go out and start creating. LIFE IS SHORT. LIVE YOUR DREAM AND SHARE YOUR PASSION.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
#thingsgirlswantboystodo
1. Kissed her in the rain
2. Call her 'sweetie' not 'baby'
3. Remember her birthday
4. Love her just the way she is, not for she should be
5. Be a romantic boy
6. Run in the streets
7. Be weird together
8. Tell her u love her
9. Play with her hair
10. Sing a song with guitars
11. All girls hate 'the smoking boy' so, don't smoke!
12. Look at her eyes, and tell u'll not leave.
13. Hug when she's cryin'
14. Tell everyone, you love her.
15. Protect her
11. All girls hate 'the smoking boy' so, don't smoke!
12. Look at her eyes, and tell u'll not leave.
13. Hug when she's cryin'
14. Tell everyone, you love her.
15. Protect her
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Tumblr!♥
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Thankyou♥
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Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I'm so WEAK
God made me just the way I am. Childish, crazy, labile, dreamer, ugly, silly, bad behaviors, funny, etc. the most I hate about me is, I’m so weak. In the middle of the night, I usually cryin’. Cryin’ for a boy like u. cryin’ for a boy who doesn’t cryin’ for me. Cryin’ for a boy who I loved. Cryin’ for a boy who has broke my heart. Cryin’ bcs I got too much hurt of love. Cryin’ bcs I’m weak. Cryin’ bcs I can stole ur heart. Cryin’ for a boy who doesn’t even care about me. Cryin’ for a boy who has gave me too much hope, and trash it easy. I’m so weak, I can’t stop crying for a JERK.
Thankyou for everything, I respect it. Thankyou.
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Love is Fuck
Sebenernya, dari tiga kata ini, punya sejuta arti didalemnya. Semua itu mewakili keadaan gue sekarang. Yup!
“you’re the boy who murdered love. Cold hands and a heart of stone. You're a midas in reverse
You're the king of pain and hurt. And the stars turn into fire. And the roses change from red to black. You encourage my desire. Then you put the arrow in my back. You're the thief of innocence
You're a tainted cherry tree. There's a mark upon your skin. Where your heart once used to be. You're a sinner with no soul. You're the nearly was I never had. YOU'RE AN ANGEL I WAS TOLD, THEN YOU PUT THE ARROW IN MY BACK!"
You're the king of pain and hurt. And the stars turn into fire. And the roses change from red to black. You encourage my desire. Then you put the arrow in my back. You're the thief of innocence
You're a tainted cherry tree. There's a mark upon your skin. Where your heart once used to be. You're a sinner with no soul. You're the nearly was I never had. YOU'RE AN ANGEL I WAS TOLD, THEN YOU PUT THE ARROW IN MY BACK!"
-diana Vickers
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Monday, May 16, 2011
N-y-o-n-t-e-k
Apa yang salah dengan MENCONTEK? bukannya itu emang udah 'tradisi' anak sekolah? Kayanya jaman sekarang gaada orang yang gak nyontek. Ya! Nyontek itu T-R-A-D-I-S-I anak sekolah yang gaboleh di ganggu gugat!
Gue juga sekarang rada bingung, kenapa mulut anak-anak itu comel? Gue yakin kok, pasti lo juga pernah nyontekkan? Untungnya ngaduin temen itu apa? Buat apa ngadu-ngaduin? Mau eksis? Ha-ha
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Friday, May 13, 2011
Hurt,pain,cries
I knw u cant hear me. I knw, u dont knw i'm hurt, i'm cries. I knw u cant see the depressions in my eyes. Bcs i'm jst smile. Fake smile. Just one I want my heart to lead me somewhere that there's a chance of a Happy Ending. If u want to leave, u can. But, i'll remember u thought, i'll never forget who walks, out on me. I’ll never forget who smiling, for me. Never.
My ♥ beats for You!
She can’t see the way your eyes light up when you smile.
She’ll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by.
and you can’t see me wanting you the way you want her
but you are everything to me
I just wanna show you
she don’t even know you
she’s never gonna love you like I want to
and you just see right through me
but if you only knew me
we could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable, instead I’m just invisible
there’s a fire inside of you
that cant help but shine through
she’s never gonna see the light
no matter what you do
and all I think about is how to make you think of me
and everything that we could be
She’ll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by.
and you can’t see me wanting you the way you want her
but you are everything to me
I just wanna show you
she don’t even know you
she’s never gonna love you like I want to
and you just see right through me
but if you only knew me
we could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable, instead I’m just invisible
there’s a fire inside of you
that cant help but shine through
she’s never gonna see the light
no matter what you do
and all I think about is how to make you think of me
and everything that we could be
To make u feel my love
When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case
I would offer you a warm embrace
I would offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When evening shadows and the stars appear, and there is no one to dry your tears, I could hold you for a million years. To make you feel my love
I know you haven't made your mind up yet. I would never do you wrong. I've known it from the moment that we met. There's no doubt in my mind where you belong
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms of rage are rolling wild and free
Down that highway of regret
The wind of change is blowing wild and free
But you aint seen nothing like me yet
When evening shadows and the stars appear, and there is no one to dry your tears, I could hold you for a million years. To make you feel my love
I know you haven't made your mind up yet. I would never do you wrong. I've known it from the moment that we met. There's no doubt in my mind where you belong
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms of rage are rolling wild and free
Down that highway of regret
The wind of change is blowing wild and free
But you aint seen nothing like me yet
There aint nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the end of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love
Go to the end of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Nobody's Perfect.
Manusia didunia ini gaada yang sempurna. Seberapa cantiknya lo, seberapa pinternya lo, pasti lo juga punya kekurangan. Yakan? Jangan karna lo eksis, atau lo cantik, pinter, tajir, blablabla, lo merasa diri lo lebih sempurna daripada yang lain. Semua orang sama, hidup cuma untuk sementara, kekayaan, keeksisan, kecantikan, kepinteran lo gabakal dibawa nanti. Gue juga gak perfect. Gue punya kekurangan, banyak malah. Gue bingung juga kelebihan gue apa? Gaada. Bagus-_-
Gue gatau maksud dari post ini apa, gue lagi gak nge-judge orang. Tiba2 tangan gue refleks aja gitu nulis kaya gini. hm.
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Gue gatau maksud dari post ini apa, gue lagi gak nge-judge orang. Tiba2 tangan gue refleks aja gitu nulis kaya gini. hm.
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Solo came to Relationship
Dnt be ashamed to be jomblo. Whatever if u are ugly, idiots, freaks. Jst bcs u are single, it doesn't mean u aren't beautiful. I believe, someday u'll find ur true love, and u'll happy wth him. So, keep putting a smile on ur face, and smile like u dnt have a problem in ur life.
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Sunday, May 8, 2011
Tukang baksoku♥
Sebenernya ini cerita paling gak penting. Mungkin kalo emang dia lagi baca blog ini, dia bakalan geer, nanya ke gue yg di maksud itu siapa. Ya! Dan kalo emg bener 'dia' lagi baca ini, i jst wanna u to knw, i really love u so fuckin' damn much. I'll waitin u and i willn't stop tryin to make u feel my love. Myb when roses are purple and violets are red, thats when i can stop loving u. I'll waitin for u till, u are be mine, and i am yours. lvusomch (ړײ)
hahaha
errrrr
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hahaha
errrrr
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Saturday, May 7, 2011
My beloved Antoine Truchet (~•˘з˘•)(˘⌣˘)~
He is the most beautiful boys i ever seen! France, models, life in Jakarta, and i wnt to be his girlf ƪ(♥ε♥)ʃ
Hahaha thats freakin' wishes. I'll enchanted to meet Antoine!!
Special kisses for Antoine,
ﾒoﾒo
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U’re a teenager. U're far from perfect, yet beautiful. u’re going to fuck up. u’re going to change. u’re going to lose friends. u’re going to gain friends. u’re going to keep friends. u’re going to learn who your true friends are. u’re gonna feel heartbroken. u’re gonna feel dead. Then there are the times you feel so alive. U're absolutely beautiful through all of this. And even though being a teenager is seriously the biggest thing we all have to overcome, we can make it through these years with a smile. Just promise me you’ll try. Bcs u’re beautiful. And believe it or not, u're worth something. You‘re worth the fucking world.
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Penguin's in Love♥
Mungkin lo nanya kenapa gue post ttg pinguin. Yeah, i love penguins. I want to be penguin. Gue iri banget bangetan sama kaum pinguin, Kenapa? Kalo mereka jatuh cinta sama pinguin lain, and that penguin loved her/him back, mereka bakalan sama sama terus,gabakal kepisah. Enak banget! Sekalinya suka sama pinguin lain, langsung jadi true love-nya. Jadi mereka gausah ada lama-lama nunggu, galau, PHP! dan blablabla. Kapan manusia jadi kaya gitu? Pertanyaan konyol yg selalu ada dipikiran gue-_-
Salam, #JOMBLONGENES
Salam, #
I am, my haters
I am completely & utterly disgusted wth myself. I look in the mirror & I wnt to puke. I hate feeling empty, & I've no reason to feel this way, I hate myself. I hate the very thought of myself. I have nothing bad going on in my life yet I feel depressed. I don't understand. I'm disgusted.
Myb u aren't like me, but this is me.
Have u ever laid on ur bed at night. And just cried? CRIED bcs u're ugly. Bcs u're not enough. U counted all ur flaws from head to toe, to punish and feel worse about ur self. CRIED bcs the comments are people blurt out, actually hurt ur feelings. CRIED bcs ur family is dysfunctional. U dont wnt to be a burden, so u bottle it all up. Around people, u're the HAPPIEST ray of sun shine. But nobody knows, that at night when u're alone, u're BRAKE DOWN and just CRY.
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