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Sunday, May 13, 2007 - 2:58 PM
"C'EST LA VIE

When I try to remember my past


Late Saturday Night, May 12nd 2007

When I try to remember my past

My memories.
I look back when i'm sitting here right now, try to remember, whatever,
memories that i've been done before.
I did these.

I was sitting there with my joys and so my emptiness.
Waiting for someone, to take me home.
I saw him, first, i felt nothing inside.
But then I suddenly got my regret feeling, just already!
Oh, I don't wanna remember this part, I just feel nothing's gonna be alryt.

Then I was standing in 4th floor, in front of my lovely class, and looking behind.
I saw him, there, was playing with his fellas and I was freaking out.
My friend reached me up, said, "hey, why don't cha try this one?"
I just laughed off.
Wondering how to make him to be mine.
I never give up, but yes I did never try.
It's unclear about what were i did, and i don't know why i felt certainly comfort.


Also I remember this part.
I was singing and kicking out all my girls outta there.
Laughing together and making some jokes to break up the rules.
A different words, a different life, and so a different philosophy.
We were so jerk and i did believe that we are rocks!
And also we were fought about little things,
which are don't matter for me right now.
Then I realize, a fun journey between my black and my white.
I love this part, I FUCKING LOVE THIS PART.
What could i do?
Regret-some won't ease the feeling of lonely,
because i"m still having them for after!

Yes, I grew up fast and day by day was thru with -maybe- nothing's feels ryt
But right now i just want to back to those memories again.
I started to look for my identified, with endless sacrifice
A broken heart
The days are nightmare, but i know i'm too hyperbola.
I just learned my lesson, how to kick those fucking wounds.
I learned to rocking out my world.
Then I found how to fix these all.
Hahaha, i learned my music and making them to be my pride.
I'm proud, absolutely!
I was didn't care about everything and everybody who try to stop me.
I found these all, I was found all mine.

So thank God
I ever felt about these things before.
Blending in my stories and i just can sigh with these all.







FORGOTTEN FACES
 



RETYCULAR



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WHEREVER I MAY ROAM

12 accompaniers:

1. Black Sabbath- Into the void
2. Vampire Weekend- Mansard Roof
3. Volmusik- Polkazeit in tirol
4. Foo fighters- Doa
5. Imogen Heap- Goodnight and go
6. Monkey Majik- Fly
7. Navicula- Menghitung mundur
8. Twisted Sister- We're not gonna take it
9. Slank- Juwita Malam
10. Motley Crue- Dr. Feelgood
11. God Bless- Maret 1989
12. Pantera- I'm Broken


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WAKING THE FALLEN




BETRAYED

 

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