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Friday, December 18, 2009 - 11:01 AM
"C'EST LA VIE

the last picture i saw you


Dengan gentle kamu berkata tempat tinggalmu bertepatan di sebelah kediaman Keith Emerson.
Di ukiran memori yang terpampang di situs umum itu kamu memperlihatkan keindahan kekasih barumu.

Accordion.
Oh, sungguh, melihat dirimu memeluk accordion dan berkata bahwa tempat tinggalmu bertepatan di sebelah kediaman Keith Emerson, membuatku... aaaargh.

Save as, ok, download 100 %, done, dan...
kuperlihatkan apa yang kudapat kepada kerabat-kerabatku.

"Gambar ini serupa dengan apa yang tercetak di t-shirt putihku, sayangnya gambar ini bukanlah menggambarkan seseorang yang buta, ia hanya melirik kekasih indahnya. Jemari indahnya terlihat seperti memainkannya dengan indah. Benar-benar terlihat seperti pemuda yang gemar meminum kopi bersama Keith Emerson setiap harinya di halaman belakang!", dengan mudahnya aku berseru.



Konklusinya sangat jelas, aku tak bisa berharap apa-apa, hanya mampu memandang wujud mayamu dengan radius 500 kilometer dari tempat tinggalmu.

Andai saja aku ini adalah seorang Keith Emerson...





Saturday, December 05, 2009 - 11:19 AM
"C'EST LA VIE

JIMI HENDRIX


Mungkin, hanya mungkin kamu bisa mengatakan bahwa gitarnya mungkin sedikit tidak disetem saat "The star spangled banner"...
(BERANI-BERANINYA KAMU MENGHINA SANG MAESTRO-SANA! PULANG KE COMBERAN TEMPAT ASALMU, DASAR MANUSIA NORAK, dan sebagainya)





Tuesday, November 24, 2009 - 8:24 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

obsesi


Seniman, bukan hanya direpresentasikan sebagai pelukis atau pemusik.
Tetapi pencipta.





Thursday, September 03, 2009 - 7:12 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

when PARKING DISASTER AREA rule the world.




New messages (4):

Buddog
03-Sep-2009 18:52
RETY! PDA MINUS LO lagi mamam ber4 nich..hahaha enak loch!!

Donutz Nutz
03-Sep-2009 18:52
Rety PDA MINUS LO lagi mamam ber4 nich. Hahaha enak loch.

Chupikachu
03-Sep-2009 18:52
Rety, PDA MINUS LO lagi mamam berempat nich!!ENAK LOCH!Hahaha

Achonk
03-Sep-2009 18:52
Retiii PDA MINUS LO lagi mamam berempat nich! Hahaha ENAK LOWCH!


***

Chunong, bana, buddog, kakek... I love you so much, more than words can say. Thanksalot, you all have been accompanying me for these more than 6 years. I still remember our memories, from the first to the very last. The first was we had a crazy night on pesantren ramadhan. And the last was we had the best moment of karaokekarokoe-ing on nav, before my leaving to Surabaya :')

Thank you. You all live in Bandung right now, fight for future. Me too, though my blinking here is a hundredth kilometers from your place(s), but i do still feel you all here, taste the joy of ours.

:') I really miss you all. We really really had the greatest memories of mine. I don't know what to say. Ive said WHEN PARKING DISASTER AREA RULE THE WORLD before, and now, i know that PARKING DISASTER AREA ALWAYS RULE THE WORLD.
For me you're not only mentioned as friends, besties, family, or youre not only five ridiculous girls caught in the world of rock and roll.
But you're ME! Youre all are ME, multiplied by five.

You all always live in my heart, mind, body, and soul. I love you all, it wont increased wont decreased, its constant. Forever.












Monday, August 24, 2009 - 3:34 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

first quotes at college


I hate monday,

I hate monday in the morning,

I hate monday in the morning at 7 o'clock.





Sunday, August 23, 2009 - 9:49 AM
"C'EST LA VIE

<3


This will be the greatest date ever.

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Wednesday, August 19, 2009 - 5:13 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

Characteristics.


Abase.
Bashfulness.
Bestial.
Blandness.
Childishness.
Circularity.
Cowardice.
Cranky.
Fussiness.
Gaucherie.
Knavery.
Mulishness.
Peevishness.
Pusillanimity.
Rabidity.
Vulnerability.






What do you REALLY want from me?





Monday, August 17, 2009 - 10:50 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

ADDIO & CIAO


Delete the name.
Burn the letters.
Erase the words.
Memories.
Stories.
All.

Hi, seems like i know ya?
Oh, there you are, the one, the blamer one, all the time.
The abstract one.
Unpredictable.
Unreachable.
Mysterious.

The toots, you will still play yours, i know.
I predict you will still sing a whiter shade of pale, proudly.
Still pry up those unintentional faults, with no way out.
Do all the habits that you used to do.
But you wont hear the streaming tears again from the phone.
I'm sorry,
but maybe you will lose an important thing.

I want to say i hope you wont forget or a stuff like that,
but this time, a wisely twice thinking.
I set the hidden chortles of an evil.
A painful evil.

I burn the paths.

You say goodbye,
I say hello.





Sunday, July 19, 2009 - 4:38 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

July morning


"There I was on a july morning, looking for love.."

Still remember how happy this self, in every july morning.
Holidays, birthdays, and another cheering affairs.



Several years later,
The pollypocket is still hanging on the rack.
The pen, tee, hamsters, even the rat on hamburger.
But the heart isnt.
It isnt, and it wont.





Wednesday, June 03, 2009 - 9:06 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

prisonbreaking



I wanna be the president in this sovereign prison.
I rule the members.
I fix father, I teach mother, I command sisters.
And clean all these whole messy things.
So I can build a brand new whitened family tree.
No more anger, no more pain, lies, even sins.
No more 'the flying abstract thoughts' beneath this skin.
They will be burnt in the hell of ours.

If i were the president in this sovereign prison...
I would prisoning the imprisoner.
I would bury the law, sure, because i already had my own.
I would kill the isolating time.
The most precious murder we've ever seen.
I would build the special graveyards, the gifts for us.
We could find a brand new title there; our second prison, the most everlasting place.
Joy, happiness, purity, for real.
What again?
Together we hold our hands.
In eternal rest.







FORGOTTEN FACES
 



RETYCULAR



Find me on Polyvore




WHEREVER I MAY ROAM

12 accompaniers:

1. Ozzy Osbourne- Goodbye to romance
2. Gugun and the bluesbug- city man
3. Amazing in bed- romansick
4. Naif- Bunga hati
5. BB King- How blue you can get
6. Deep purple- Burn
7. Stevie Ray Vaughan- Life without you
8. Naif- Jauh
9. Electric Light Orchestra- Dont Walk away
10. Lucky Peterson - Yer blues
11. Naif- janji setia
12. Jimmy Vaughan- Six Strings down


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WAKING THE FALLEN




BETRAYED

 

AAAAAAA