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obrolan setengah dua pagi

"Hey, kayanya mouthwash kita cepet habis ya...??" "Eh,iya...aku baru aja mo ngajakin kamu beli lagi..." "Lho? kirain kamu yang ngabisin..." "Lah??" .... (Kami berdua terdiam) Terlintas langsung beberapa bulan yang lalu, saat teman saya itu baru beberapa hari tinggal di kosan ini. Hp-nya raib, hanya beberapa menit saat dia tinggal mandi! Tersangkanya? Well, ada satu makhluk ini--bawaan dari anak kos baru juga. Entah dia sodaranya, ato pacarnya, kami ga tau. Tapi yang jelas dia tinggal tiap hari di situ, di kamar yang jelas-jelas disewa untuk satu orang itu. Dan well, siang hari, pas cewenya itu kerja, dia suka bawa cewe lain ke kamar... ( what the??? ) dan gelagatnya mencurigakan (ga kaya berteman...) Hmm.. terlepas dari gaya sok Don Juan or Casanova kacangan dari makhluk itu (yang ganteng juga ga, kaya apalagi, tapi klepto and ngepul kaya lokomotif jaman jebot), dia seenaknya make kamar mandi yang saya share bareng temen saya itu (di sini 2 k...

one more time, one more chance

This song is an OST of an anime, 5 cm per second: a chain of short stories about their distance [ 秒速5センチメートル: アチェインオブショートストリーズアバウトゼアディスタンス , Byōsoku Go Senchimētoru: a chein obu shōto sutorīzu abauto zea disutansu ]. The anime somehow leaves a deep impression on me, about how a love or your life can't always be had. Distance will always be a problem. Although you've put your greatest effort to keep your feelings for your lover, the space between you and him/her still can't be fought. ONE MORE TIME, ONE MORE CHANCE (Masayoshi Yamazaki) _________________________________________________ kore ijyou nani wo ushinaeba kokoro wa yurusareru no dore hodo no itaminaraba mou ichido kimi ni aeru One more time kisetsuyo utsurowanaide One more time fuzakeatta jikan yo If I lose any more than this, will my heart be forgiven How much pain before I can see you again One more time, please don't change the season One more time to the time when we fool around kui...

Jogja Lagi Slideshow

Jogja Lagi Slideshow : "TripAdvisor™ TripWow ★ Jogja Lagi Slideshow ★ by Amalia Defiani. Jogja Lagi Slideshow : Amalia’s trip to Yogyakarta , Java , Indonesia was created by TripAdvisor . See another Yogyakarta slideshow . Create your own stunning free slideshow from your travel photos.

my personal public diary #1

Just came across my mind that I have no real friends, ones that I talked everything with. Sure, I have my lover, but even he cannot always be there for me. As for me, I tend to need someone to share, to tell things. But none can give that except my lover. (Only he know my secrets). But then again, still I feel lost and have no one to hold on to. I envy people that have true friends. Mine, always busied with their own personal issues, never really payed attention on my matters any how. As far as I can remember, I never really have a friend (by this I mean real platonic companions, not lovers) who I can talk everything with. I always have something hidden inside me, while as my friend there he/she can talk whatever he/she likes with me. Is this mean that I am actually an introverted person? Honestly, I locked up all my stories to myself from anyone near me because I simply don't trust them. I don't like to be pitied, especially by shallow minded people. They don't know what I...

Fat--is it a sin?

Whew. Am i eating too much? yup. maybe I am. I haven't felt this plumpy ever. These are my plumpiest years--and they all started when I gave up my ambition on becoming any engineer or architect or designer or whatever (due to my lack of luck during college and after) to become a "civil servant"--which actually goes along well with my soon-to-be-vanished idealism of utopia. What is it actually--this civil servant thing? wikipedia.com said that it is a civilian public sector employee working for a government department or agency. (Thus, I am a government agent :p). And becoming "this creature" I began to enjoy stability, nice foods, and less tensions--except from the unlikely to have envious people. A year after, I started to gain 10 kilos... and my old jeans can't hold me anymore (in fact I just knew recently when I bought a new pair of old jeans that my size has changed into 4-6 numbers above!!! woow...) and I gained more and more ever since. Every assign...