5.24.2012

jangan dibaca mendingan

mau curhat, tadinya pengen ngomong per tweet di twitter, cuman ya kalian sendiri tau kan penghuni twitter seperti apa
kadang terlalu responsif sampe nyindirnya ga pake mention
jadi sih sebenernya cuma pengen bilang aku sayang edo sekali
belakangan ini itu makhluk terseksi se-pujasera sibuk banget, sibuknya pake banget loh
tapi dia gapernah mau dibilang sibuk, tapi dibilang seneng-seneng juga gamau, kan serba salah
hhhhhh akuh kesepiaaaan kesepiaaan 
(bayangin kalo kayak beginian nongol di twitter, aku bisa dianggap cewe ga bener)
tapih bener kesepiaaaaan, pengen nangis deh nungguin sms dibales aja eh tau-taunya "maaf ya bentar aku lagi di *sensor*, lagi banyak yg harus dikerjain"
tapi si edo seksi ini gamau ngerti sendiri yg kayak beginian, harus diambekin, harus berantem sejuta kali seminggu dulu baru bisa paham
aku kan ga ada kerjaan di rumah, paling pagi jogging, siangnya bersihin rumah, sore belajar buat tes, itu juga banyak kosongnya, aku sepi tauuuu
yah dan akhirnya kemaren udah ngomong sama si edo seksi kalo pacarnya yang lebih seksi ini sepi banget dianggurin, pengen foto sama dia juga
secara aku ga punya foto dia di hape karena memory card maha error
TAPI PENGEN KETEMU WOY!
ah tau ah, paling juga dia cuma bilang "alen, ngerti dong, aku ada kerjaan yang harus aku selesein, kamu harus ngerti itu" "iyah deh"
aku ngerti, tapi ngomongnya dong alus imut imut unyu dikit gitu loh :"(
aku lagi labil nih, kembali ke masa dimana seorang perempuan berbicara dengan gaya menjijongkan seperti ini
yah abis mau gimana lagi, kalo ga dukung dikiranya ngelarang buat berkembang, padahal sih bukan gitu juga maksudnya, eyke kan pacar lu, masa gitu
setelah tanggal 8 semoga Tuhan merestui kami bertemu seharian kekk ngapain kek, ketawa-ketawaan di mcd sambil cuma makan mcflurry nonton youtube juga gpp deh sampe diusir supervisor mcd hi bulan ini yang endut imut imut
pokokny I mau You, You paham?

5.18.2012

Most Enchanting Things


  1. My heart-warming family. What I have is not the one that fairytale tells us. We don't sit together for breakfast or dinner. My father is a semi-democratic person. Which is, sometimes he listens to me, sometimes he doesn't. My mother is a person when you can love her now and hate her 5 seconds later, but then makes you regret it and love her back in another 5 seconds later. My sister is somehow almost the best person in my family. She didn't tell the parents when she actually could (about me and Edo in our first 3 days hihihi), she helps me in a lot of things. Learning on how to ride an automatic motorbike :p
  2. My two bodyguards, Carlo and Ochad. Carlo is way younger than Ochad. He's really cute, kiddish and active. He likes it when I come closer to him. He'll flipped his body and let me rub his belly. He also raises his hands (or foot?) to let me hold it. He's really young and I love him so muchhh. Ochad is kind of old. But, he's still in his fittest condition. I do 3 sets of running every 6 o'clock in the morning and he is the one who accompanies me, everyday. So that my mother doesn't have to wait for me at the terrace. He runs faster than me of course, every 5 seconds he looks back and check if I am still behind him. 
  3. My super house. It's not big, not really huge like those really rich families have. My house is the result of my father's too-creative mind. He renovates it little by little and that is why  every room has its' own style. Once my friend said that my house is the most colorful house she has ever seen.
  4. My Lourenchyus Alfredo.His kiss, his hug, his smile, his tease, his stare, his hands, his eyes, his cheeks, his laughter, his words, his voice. If I mention another "his" it would sound weird for me so I better stop. We fight a lot, I know, and I realize it. But, he has the best hug in the world. Sometimes he teases me like there's no tomorrow. He's everything you can possibly find in every person. He is the kind of person I always want to lean my body onto. He's a person who let me love him even when he's not doing anything. He doesn't cover himself. He hides nothing in front of me. He tells me what he wants me to do, what I need to understand. He is cute, not physically, but his personality. And the most enchanting thing about him is, he loves me so much. Once he said, no matter how big our fuss is, he is going to stay with me. I hope it's true. I love you so much.
  5. My TYC. A band, you can call it. We're unlikely a band who practice once a week or else. Don't really know why. I guess it's because each of us is busy enough. The last time we "play" together was the one when I sang "Blessed Assurance" without Indah and Timothy. Didn't feel like playing with TYC though. But then I love you guys so much! I am still waiting for us to sing to do music together again!
  6. My camera. I don't know if he's an dslr or just an overdesigned digital pocket camera. But he definitely is not a pocket camera, I can't put him in my pocket. It's a Fujifilm Finepix S. It's not really expensive, I bet most of you who are reading this able to buy this camera. I bought him in PRJ. It isn't as big as canon's dslr series. Its' designed also not as interesting as those from nikon. If you want to zoom in the picture you can't move the lens or whatever you call it, cause there is a button to let the lens give you a closer image. This camera doesn't look like those "proffesional" camera most hipster, people or real photographer have but I don't think I can't make a good picture. But I hope someday when I make good money, I'll buy one with super super mega cool design and feature.
  7. My Blackberry. She lags, she freezes and blah blah blah. You know, blackberry is an insane smartphone, you couldn't live without it even when you swear you're angry with its' unconvenient service. It keeps me in touch with people I need to be in touch to. My boyfriend, family, close friends, even when the national exam, my Blackberry helped me with everything she has. My chemistry teacher likes to give us some paper to do, and thank God there's Blackberry because sometimes, the answers aren't in our textbook but in Google. 
  8. My Clarissa Agitha. This kid won't know if I mention her name in this entry. HAHAHA. She's smart, cheerful, caring and active. She helps me a lot for one last week before the national exam. And now she's still helping me with the TPA.
  9. My room, or Ma Crib or whatever. This is the only place I can practice my untold talent, DANCING. I dance in the way I want it and nobody can tell me that's wrong haha. Dancing or you can say moving with arranged rythm and tempo is a kind of sport. You know, it is really easy to be sweating when you dance. You don't have to be so serious, just move your body. Play an up-beat song and just dance (or just pretend that you're a superstar, holding a solo concert, that works best for me :p)
  10. Rain, wind, and flower. This triple delight is awesome. Even if Bob Marley said that if I love rain then I must not be afraid to walk under it and in fact I sometimes am afraid to get wet, I still love it and don't care about what he said. I love rain in my own way. I have my own way in loving something. And cool wind or kind of breeze is one of the best thing ever created by God. Imagine you're on a trip to a mountain. When you're arrived, feel the breeze! Feel it! How it lingers on you, touches your forehead and then your eyes, then your cheeks and neck, blows your hair so it comes to the back of your neck. And it feels really really good. Feels like someone's pouring a cold water on you and you just feel like "I am refreshed!" Flower is an unexplainable thing. They have the colours, shape, fragrance and their own beauty. I really want to be in a field full of thousand kinds of flower with edo the ugly handsome. It will make me ten times happier than when I'm alone. 

5.14.2012

"INSPIRATION"

This entry is dedicated to all crew of
INSPIRATION : In Spirit of Recycle and Art Appreciation
Not too many words for now. Just a simple enormous thank you for one kind of fine art event in 10 Senior High School with SOULJAH as our guest star!











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