Camden

"11/1/11

When the light go down
And the alcohol kicks
We laugh like there's no tommorow
Drank like it was our last time
Smoke like it was our oxygen
And we headbang like crazy
This is us!!!!

Feel free like we want it
Spend the night crazy/like it was ours
Speedin like we want it
And here we are screamin our lungs out
We are bremen

Clothes riped out
Playin guitar like van halen
Kicked drum bass
Singing whatever hell we wants

We are bremen
This is our last
U missed us
But will we miss u?
We are bremen

Booze smoke laugh
This is our life
We are young, we are fresh, we are bremen

This is our place, this is our world
We are bremen"

1:25pm

Got nothing to do, absolutely nothing. Have to stay on campus untill 3pm and now I'm completely feel bored.
Gaaaah...!!!!! What to do? What to do?
I want to go home but now its my turn to stay at the stand and sell these snacks. OMFG! Its really boring in here.
This place where we called Student Center sure have a lot of people these day (and I mean it in sarcastic way). Gosh...... *sigh*

Thank You

I may start to treat this blog as my twitter now
'Cuz now I think I can't tweet carelessly like before and so many people whom I need to be careful of are following my twitter
Oh what should I do? I know this one is blog not some for some unimportant nagging, but really I need something, somewhere where I can write or tell someone or somethig these feelings inside me
I can't do it in twitter because of the reason that I already told, I can't do it in books and notes on my computer wheter my phone because I know for sure my friends or family will be reading them (I know some of them having fun messing with my room and phone lol)
All I have is oly this site, this cyberworld. Where I know I may be recognize or maybe not (although I'm 99.99% nobody will expect me to be here writing this), where I know not a lot of people takes interest in me. And I kindly apreciate that, truly. Whoever read this have no idea how much it means to me to be able to write somethin and not be acused of something later.
Yes, I admit sometimes I wanted to have some reader for this blog. But at a times like this I am very pleased to know that I don't have any reader here.
So, THANK YOU!!!
And I sincerely said that, please don't take it in a wrong way. I'm not being sarcastic nor pity myself. Its a big no for me!

BORED

verveeld i mërzitur ضجر ձանձրանալ cansıxıcı нудны отегчен avorrit 无聊 無聊 dosadno znuděný kede igav nainis kyllästynyt ennuyé aburrido შეწუხებული gelangweilt βαρεθεί anwiye משועמם ऊब unott leiðist bosan leamh annoiato 退屈 지루한 addenda garlaicīgi nuobodu досадно kjeder seg بی حوصله znudzony entediado plictisit скучающий dolgčas aburrido kuchoka uttråkad เบื่อ bıkkın нудьгуючий ؤب chán diflasu באָרד

...well, this is me. This is my life...

p.s. yeah yeah yeah, I admit I used Google Translate to write all of this same meaning, different words....

Friday the 31th

You have to admit, it SUCKS when you have a psychologist as your sister

...well, this is me. This is my life...

Liar

And now I am officially a liar
I felt it completely on my own body now

It's running in my blood, down on my bones, destroying my brain

What can I do about it?

How can I change myself?

...well, this is me. This is my life...

bingung...

gua ini anak radio, dulu enam bulan yang lalu gua selalu nongkrong di radio kampus gua karena gua nyaman disana, banget malah. tapi sekarang semua berubah karena gua sekarang lebih nyaman gabung sama anak-anak fakultas gua sendiri dan temen-temen maen gua yang praktisnya sih ketemu tiap hari. demi Tuhan sekarang gua bingung tentang ini. mungkin buat beberapa orang masalah ini simpel banget. tapi buat gua ini engga sama sekali. gua udah nganggep radio tuh keluarga gua dan rumah keluarga gua, tapi sekarang gua malah males buat kembali ke radio. kenapa? bingung gua. padahal gua udah yakin sama loyalitas gua selama ini buat mereka. tapi kenapa gua malah menghindar dari mereka? kenapa? apa ini tuh nunjukin loyalitas gua yang mudah berubah? berarti gua gagal dong selama ini....

perasaan gua ini susah banget buat dideskripsiin. demi Tuhan gua ga bisa ngomong ataupun nulisinnya, tapi gua harus ngeluarin sesuatu yang ada di hati gua ini. semoga dengan nulis hal ini sesuatu di hati gua ini bisa keangkat, walaupun dikit tapi bersyukurlah gua.

...well, this is me. This is my life...

Remembering Her

December 3, 2010 I lost one of my best friends, Sarah Gradisya Nova, and January 12, 2011, yesterday, was the 40th day since her departure. and almost all the people in this nation know it is in our culture on the 40th days is the last day where the spirits, soul, or whatever-that-is 'live' in this world, and they said after the 40th days she will completely gone from this world, believe it or not.

Life & Melody (Hidup & Melodi) is the only song Sasa, our nickname for Sarah, that I have in my cellphone. It is one of the really strong memories of her. Usually anyone else have photos to remember them dear, and now I am really grateful that Sasa is a singer, which means my memory about her not only the photos because I still had her voice to listen to.

but what about anyone else? what about my mom? what about my sister? what about my brother? Dad? Cousins? Nephews? Friends? even my own self? Do we have something to get remembered other than photos? then when my mom's gone which song will make me remember her? remember her voice? when my bro passed away what song that will make me remember him, his guitar playin? luckyly my older sister is a singer as well, and I have a LOT of her songs. but when I'm gone what will I'd be remembered of? what song? what movies? what act?

oh all this thinking are so irritating. it can make me simply go mad.
is it really necessary though to think about this kind of thing?

...well, this is me. This is my life...