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its been a while since the last time i wrote here.loads of things happend.and now this is the last week im sitting here fro this sem.lucunya,gw menghabiskan minggu trakhir gw sama persis ky minggu pertama gw disini.duduk sendiri di tmnin laptop gw.sendiri.with noones around.yah,lucu ato tragis tergantung gmn kita ngeliatnya.jd gw pilih untuk ngeliat ini lucu.i cant help looking back.gmn 4bln lalu gw duduk disini g kenal1makhlukpun.gmn kesepiannya pertama kali jauh dr rmh.and now,im going back home.finally…

im stuck.i dunno wht to write.but in my head,threse a million pictres popin up at the same time.

jd sebelum batre laptop gw abis,gw harus mengahiri blog gak bermakna ini.

untuk semua yang ada di 4bln kmrn.secara fisik maupun via internet.well,i dont really know wht to say.i cant even describe this last 4months.i just want y’all to know that it is something to me.really “something”….

welcome to the world kid..when you make desicions,think about what youll lose instead of what youll get…

Now its out of my hands.its not only about her anymore.and its goin far beyond you and me.i have no right to forgive,but i wont forget about it for sure.so learn your lesson and swallow the bitter.friends never stab in the back,so define yourself better..

next time u gamble,bet ur own life…

FRANKLIN
by PARAMORE

And when we get home, I know we won’t be home at all
This place we live, it is not where we belong
And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own
Going back to get away after everything has changed

Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?
(Everything has changed)
Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

So we stand here now and no one knows us at all
I won’t get used to this
I won’t get used to being gone
And going back won’t feel the same if we aren’t staying
Going back to get away after everything has changed

Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?
(Everything has changed)
Could you help me push aside all that I have left behind?
(Everything has changed)
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

Taking up our time
Taking up our time
Taking up our time
It’s taking up our time again
Go back we can’t go back at all
It’s taking up our time again
Go back we can’t go back at all
It’s taking up our time again
Go back we can’t go back at all
It’s taking up our time, taking up our time

Could you remind me of a time when we were so alive?
Do you remember that? Do you remember that?

pgn pulang…pls take me home…disini gak ada mobil gw yang penuh knangan,dgrn cd2x,jalan2x di jakarta.jalanan yang smbil merem pun gw bisa ngabayangin,jalan2x yg gw afal setiap polisitidur,setiap lobang,setiap belokannya.sumpah gw kgn bgt macetnya,lampu2xnya,mototr2x berkeliaran gak beraturan,bis bis berlaku seenaknya,blm lg bajaj dan angkot…,jauh dr kamar gw yang pw mampus,tmmpt beristirahat dari segala kesibukan di luar,dgn lampunya yang radup dan remang-remang,lantai yang penuh barang-barang aneh,temboknya yang dicorat-coret,laptop butut bokap yg setia menemani di samping tmpt tdr…jauh dr rumah gw yang slalu bau masakan nyokap,suara gossip di tv,suara bintang nangis,suara dira nelfn,suara bokap buka gerbang,suara anak2x nongkrong di dpn,suara pompa air..jauh dr tmn2x yang slalu bikin gw ngerasa gak sendirian.,mlakukan hal-hal gak penting dan gak maksud…klo gw balik msh sama gak yah?masih ada gak yah dunia yang gw inget di kpala gw?msh sama gak
rasanya idup di satu2xnya tempat yang bisa gw sebut rumah?tmp gw hidup dr kecil smpe detik trakhir pesawat gw take off…..

“You and a friend have been missing each other. Make firm plans today.”

lagi-lagi gw nulis blog keparat ini..lagi-lagi g ada kerjaan..sms msh ttp pending…fck,pgn pulang gw.pengen main gitar!pdhl pas di jakarta gw uda jrg main gitar.pengen makan gudeg…smakin g jlas…

fuck!apa ini sms gak delivered!lama bgt!…rat,maaf yah smsnya lama.keparat nih simcard…aaaargh,stress!!!

fck,udah bgn gw jam sgini!
tae,libur smingu hanya di tmani tinna dan sebuah laptop berlogo apel coak.kangen hidup gw yang lama…coba ada mobil udah melanglang buana gw!..
lalu seseorang berkata,”maybe if u end it now.. u can just thin kof all the good stuff that u guys went thru.. instead of trying to keep in touch and eventually it will end and it might end badly”.pusing gw,shock!
aaaaaaaaaaargh!stres gw!knp hidup gw jd ngacak bgini?saking stress nya sampe gw nulis blog ini!apa ini?gak ada maknanya!ada yang baca jg enggak.klo ada yang baca juga blom tentu ngerti.bisa aja orang zimbabwe yang baca,dan dia ngira gw nulis naskah drama buat pentas seni anak sd.klo pun yang baca ngerti trus dia mo ngapain?so whats the point?!seandainya gw punya hal yang lebih bermakna dari pada menulis ini.ato plg ga lbh menyenangkan…

someone said,”The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change”..i dont know what to say,or what to think.all i know its a nice line..

I will let you make this one last mistake and then i will leave you with the lesson that you should have learned. Because after this one, i’m done….