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| WON'T FALL FOR A SMALL CLASSIFIED ADS |
| 07.30.06 (9:23 pm) [edit] |
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After a failure so called date, things getting really chaotic, the guy don't see himself comfortable with the situation. The girl might be very interesting on the outside, but too bloody boring on the inside, so the guy lost their chemistry and decided to drop her home. On the way there... The girl keep talking bout some unnecessary things (her cat, hair, and nails)... and started to piss off noticing the guy's calm response. "I hate you, you've been acting weird!" says the girl from the outside of an open car window. "Well.. I have two words for you. I don't think this is work between us. I can't have you!" says the guy. "Yea, but that is..." She counts her fingers and, "...twelve words!" [sigh!] "Smart girl, but still.... I can't have you!" He closes the window and runs his car immediately, leaving the girl in puzzled... still.. counting her fingers. i was listening to this conversation noticing my daydream stimulated me more i was crumbling with anticipation you better send me home before i tumble down to the floor you're so beautiful but oh so boring i'm wondering what am i doing here so beautiful but oh so boring i'm wondering if anyone out there really cares about the curlers in your hair my little golden baby where have all your birds flown now Simply Red, So Beautiful
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| make my day |
| 07.27.06 (7:20 pm) [edit] |
What Can I Do Music By: The Corrs Lyrics By: Andrea Corr
I haven't slept at all in days It's been so long since we've talked And I have been here many times I just don't know what I'm doing wrong
What can I do to make you love me What can I do to make you care What can I say to make you feel this What can I do to get you there
There's only so much I can take And I just got to let go And who knows I might feel better, yeah If I don't try and I don't hope
What can I do to make you love me What can I do to make you care What can I say to make you feel this What can I do to get you there
No more waiting, no more, aching No more fighting, no more, trying...
Maybe there's nothing more to say And in a funny way I'm calm Because the power is not mine I'm just going to let it fly...
What can I do to make you love me What can I do to make you care What can I say to make you feel this What can I do to get you there What can I do to make you love me What can I do to make you care What can I change to make you feel this What can I do to get you there
And love me...love me....love me..
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| Shall I pour thy coffee now, Sir? |
| 07.25.06 (11:35 pm) [edit] |
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.....since then, everytime I wake up in the morning... I walked and stood in front of the mirror for a moment and says, "I'm too.... Worthfighting..." Smile... and get ready to rock the world, today! 
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| UNDELIVERED MESSAGE IN MY DRAFT FOLDER |
| 07.24.06 (8:33 pm) [edit] |
"Rela... rela... rela aku relaaa..." Yang kebayang adalah lagu Meggy Z, looping beberapa kali. Dan kaga, gua kaga lagi ngimpi. Gua harap iya. Bukan masalah apa-apa, lagu itu judulnya Putus Lagi Cintaku, tema yang cukup ngehe sebenernya hehehe... cuman ngeliat runningnya setelah lagu "Ibu"-nya Iwan Fals, dan anak2 yang spontan joget ngga juntrung (sejenis gabungan moonwalking-nya breakdance yang di slow-mo rewind and forward, dengan ibu jari muter2 di depan dada, mata setengah tutup).... Dang! jadi semuanya berkesan ngga banget hehehe... But it was fun really... Kocokan gitar Eto bikin smuanya tambah ashoy gebhoy emoy echoy. Berisik banget. Riuh. Sampe nyokap akhirnya manggil untuk pulang. Persis abis Berita Terakhir. Belasan pemuda tanggung yang ada disana ikutan bubar dan tiang lampu trotoar depan Warung Progo dalam sesaat pun hening. Beberapa laron berputar mencium kanvas neon. Asap-asap rokok yang mati... Ah... besok, mungkin akan terulang. Disitu saya besar, dalam latar belakang lirik rela-relanya Meggy Z, serta kocokan gitar anak-anak komplek, di bawah tiang lampu dengan sinar kuning amber-nya, depan warung rokok Progo. Dan lagi-lagi, kesemuanya seperti menyentil... kerelaan menerima atas apa yang udah-udah terjadi, memaafkan, memang seharusnya barengan. Dalam kerelaan semua jadi indah, bahkan kocokan gitar seadanya yang kadang2 off beat, semua terasa enak. Dan saya rela, ikhlas, sewaktu akhirnya Eto di panggil ama Yang Maha Kuasa di malam Takbiran 8 tahun lalu. Yang Damai ya To! Kalo kita ketemu nanti kita maenin lagi lagu yang sama... kali ini, biar gua yang maen gitar;p
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| THE DIRTLIST OF A DIRTBAG |
| 07.22.06 (9:18 pm) [edit] |
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You know what? This really reminds me of Chris O’Donnell on Bachelor the movie. You know the time when he has to find his old scrappy little black book trying to find his match of a lifetime… yeah that was it. I don’t know with some of you guys, but I used to have one of those. It’s a book that can save us struggling thru the lonely events, a ray of light in a cold dark sewer, a hit of weed in a dessert of routines… a savior.
The thing about a black book is… we still couldn’t figure out who is who on the list. It could be anyone you’ve already forgot. Well, thanks to the technology called cell phone or PDA that’ll support us with the unforgiving memories. A simple 'hi' at unexpected time, just to keep in mind that she’s there, or get the conversation going until we get the idea that ‘I’... still got the touch. ‘I’ still had the charm. And the rest is up to you. How far you wanna go. Once you have it and you’re in it. You’ll feel good. You can get out, but you won’t. You’re in a world where you can get almost everything with no tiny single string attached. Clean. And may forget it in the next hour or so. A story of a little old black book. A book that I’ve thrown away and I’m not sure if I want to go back in there again. Well, heck no! It may be an ON and OFF thingy, just please don’t bring it ON! ;p
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| Ada Udang di Balik Batu ;p |
| 07.20.06 (8:33 pm) [edit] |
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Dan sayangnya saya alergi udang... ;p Dari SD penasaraaaan banget ama arti peribahasa Alah bisa karena biasa... Penasarannya adalah apa Alah disitu punya makna sama dengan Allah as in Allah yang Maha Kuasa??? Lalu apa hubungannya sama kebisaan-Nya? (jika memang Alah adalah Allah). Masih belum mudeng dengan itu semua, iseng2 malem buka kamus wikipedia di internet (God Bless Google! ;p) dan arti dari peribahasa itu adalah kurang lebih perilaku ngga bener jika dilakuin terus2an bakal dapet pembenaran karena kebiasaan. Trus masi ngga jawab lho apa itu Alah yang ada disitu hehehe... Melayu.. Melayu.. ;p Tapi yang paling menarik disini mungkin adalah kok ya bisa tulisan dan maknanya rada nyebrang2 hehehe... Seperti yang satu ini, Ada Asap Ada Api... jika dalam pikiran kita2 artinya adalah ada sebab ada akibat... tetot! You’re out! Karena arti sebenernya adalah... beberapa hal di dunia ini amat sulit atau bahkan mustahil disembunyikan. Seperti kebiasaan orang yang terlalu sering jalan bareng, yang biasanya abis makan somay sendawa, tiba2 sekarang ko kentut... bunyi, bau lagi hehehehe... pasti ada yang salah tuh, mungkin bukan abis makan siomay tapi ubi? hehehe...Allahualam. Bukannya Alah bisa karena biasa? ;p “Don`t be fooled by the signs. Don`t read in between the lines." (Anonymous)
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| ...dumb do be do be dumb... |
| 07.17.06 (9:09 pm) [edit] |
Staring at the Sun U2 Summer stretching on the grass Summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree Creeps a crawling over me Over me and over you Stuck together with God's glue It's going to get stickier too It's been a long hot summer Let's get under cover Don't try too hard to think Don't think at all I'm not the only one Staring at the sun Afraid of what you'd find If you took a look inside I'm not just deaf and dumb Staring at the sun Not the only one Who's happy to go blind There's an insect in your ear If you scratch it won't disappear It's going to itch and burn and sting You want to see what the scratching brings Waves that leave me out of reach Breaking on your back like a beach Will we ever live in peace 'Cause those that can't do Often have to And those that can't do Often have to preach To the ones Staring at the sun Afraid of what you'll find If you took a look inside Not just deaf and dumb Staring at the sun I'm not the only one Who'd rather go blind Intransigence is all around Military still in town Armour plated suits and ties Daddy just won't say goodbye Referee won't blow the whistle God is good but will He listen I'm nearly great But there's something missing I left it in the duty free But you never really belonged to me You're not the only one Staring at the sun Afraid of what you'd find If you stepped back inside I'm not sucking on my thumb I'm staring at the sun Not the only one Who's happy to go blind
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| How Do You Know It's Not You? |
| 07.05.06 (1:22 am) [edit] |
Tadinya gua gak ada masalah dengan bacaan atau ngebaca. Mo itu pertanda, gesture, mimik, brief iklan atau buku sekalipun, kecuali contact report hehehe... ngebaca contact report itu seperti balik ke WC untuk mencium aroma boker yang baru aja di-flushed... It’s just the thing that's there and we must somehow ignore it hehehe ;p. Soalnya seneng juga kalo liat orang yang tau apa yang harus mereka jalanin, ngeharapin sesuatu yang pasti dateng nantinya. Itu seperti trial but less error, yang more error itu kalo smuanya gatot (gagal total) di tengah jalan. Jadi gemez banget pengen ngasitau kenapa bisa ampe kejadian kaya gitu. Jadi kalo kudu balik ke baca-bacaan tadi... Akhirnya yang tadinya cuman digumam di dalem karena yakin orang cukup ngarti kalo WC itu bau, jadi kudu ngebacain tingkah pola orang-orang yang rela mengendus penuh penghayatan pada setiap hasil pertemuan senyawa-senyawa tinja ;p
Kenapa ngebacain jadi perlu??? Prosesnya begini, disaat pesan berupa isyarat, pertanda, gesture atao mimik yang sampai di mata dirubah jadi sensor motorik kemudian mengirimnya ke otak, maka otak merubahnya menjadi letupan ion negatif yang rindu dengan ion positif, namun karena kasih tak sampai, maka si penerima pesan berada dalam kondisi tidak mudeng a.k.a lemot. Yang dilakuin beda ama yang di harepin untuk... ya dilakuin. Disinilah diperluin nyampein pesan lewat audio atau bahkan audio visual, dengan begitu pesan akan lebih jelas tertangkap... siapapun lawan bicara, kan bukan phsycic atau raja morse yang tahu terus setiap pertanda yang ada. Tapi disaat audio kagak nyentil telinga juga, maka selamat datang di Puri Sangkupiang Indak Basuo a.k.a Bolot. Disanalah perlunya Malih sebagai penyeimbang heheh... tapi serius, suara 8 oktaf setinggi Malih, Mpok Nori atau Lela Rocker, dijamin gak cuman bikin semua kedengeran, tapi juga lebih waspada ke yang lain (konsultasi THT mungkin???)
Well, mungkin bener kata pepatah, gajah di pelupuk mata tak tampak, nyamuk di seberang lautan tampak. Yang paling fair liat kesalahan kita emang orang lain ya? ;p Jadi selama konteksnya bukan rahasia umum, pesan tak sampai, kesalahan itu sah-sah aja di bacain dong? Hehehe.... Tau deh, baca email dulu aaahhh....
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