tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69466011573307168302024-03-13T11:03:03.784+07:00Official RVAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.comBlogger368125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-5615908398054020092013-07-07T20:17:00.001+07:002013-07-07T20:17:49.201+07:00Sorry, I messed up everythingFor a bro of mine...<br />
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I just wish I was brave enough to talk to you. <br />
In my head everything is so messed up, but I'll try my best to explain.<br />
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After all this time, I still don't know how to stop remembering our
memories and looking for you everywhere I go. I don't know if I miss you, or if I miss having conva with you. But I don't know if I'll ever feel as comfortable with someone
as I was with you.<br />
I miss having you to tell with me and to share small things. You were
the one I could tell everything, because you were the only one who
completely won my trust. but I guess you already
know that.<br />
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I guess its too naive to think that we could get back together. I
ruined it and I dont know how to fix it. I feel really bad about what I
did to you. Maybe I was too young to actually be with someone so
dedicated to me. I feel sorry about the reasons. And it
really breaks my heart that we're not together, and that is my entire
fault.<br />
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I'm afraid I'm gonna tell you all those things and then one day wake up
and feel completely different. I'm not sure about anything. I can't
assure you a future. That's how I am, and that's how I screwed it all. <br />
I'm also really afraid you are not the same. I'm afraid that I made you
change, and you completely erased me. I'm afraid, besides almost sure,
you hate me right now - and I hate myself for that. I feel the worst
person in the world when I remember everything I did, and the pain you
felt because of me. Then I think that you're totally right in hating and
avoiding me, and I should move on. But I'm afraid I can't get over you.<br />
<br />If I'm right and you hate me, please do me a favor one last time
. But if you're able to forgive, just call me - maybe you still remember
my number, just like I never forgot yours or i think you know the directions to connect with me - and I promise I will try my
best, so things can feel right again. I promise to tell you everything
and hear you carefully. I just have to warn you that some things don't
change. I can be really moody and I am still insecure.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-43747353999636447712013-06-23T12:19:00.000+07:002013-06-23T12:19:05.998+07:00Opening Ceremony 4th PorProv Jatim 2013 Madiun<div style="text-align: justify;">
Greet warm dedicates to my loyal and lovely reader :) Hows life people? Its been several months i didnt write about historical story, lol. So in time im back and bringing u a story about Opening Ceremony of 4th PorProv Jatim 2013 which is held in my city, Madiun.</div>
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Porprov adalah Pekan Olahraga Provinsi yang diadakan tiap 2 tahun sekali disemua provinsi di Indonesia. Di Jawa Timur ini adalah kali ke 4 PorProv diadakan. PorProv ke 4 kali ini, Madiun kotaku menjadi tuan rumah pembukaan sekaligus penyelenggara Porprov. </div>
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Event besar yang rencananya diadakan hingga tanggal 29 juni mendatang memiliki cabang olahraga yang dipertandingkan seperti futsal, sepakbola, tennis, bulu tangkis, voli pantai, atletik, dll. </div>
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Nah spesifik ditulis ini, saya akan membahas tentang persiapan upacara pembukaannya atau opening ceremony Porprov ke 4 ini. </div>
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OC didesign semegah, sespektakuler dan sesempurna mungkin. Tak tanggung-tanggung, dana 2.5M digelontorkan pemerintah dan penyelenggara untuk menyukseskan pembukaan ini. Sederet penammpilan disuguhkan seperti tari gambyong massal 800 siswi SMA-SMK se-Madiun, ada juga tim koreo dan paduan suara 1600 siswa-siswi SMA-SMK se-Madiun, marching band dari SMP 1 dan 13, serta tak lupa The TRIAD Band! </div>
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Latian dimulai sejak bulan april untuk tari gambyong. Sedangkan koreo dilaksanakan latian mulai pertengahan Mei sebelum UKK hingga 22 Juni siang. Nah! Disinilah saya akan bercerita semua kejadian selama latihan koreo ini. Oiya, sebelumnya saya termasuk dari 1600 tim koreo OC ini. </div>
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Koreo dipesertai oleh siswa siswi SMA 1 2 3 4 5 6 serta SMK 1 dan 3. Dipimpin oleh Mas Gepeng dan tim-nya. Hari demi hari terus dilaksanakan latihan, dari pukul 7 hingga 10. Kita diajarkan banyak attraksi gerakan dan tahap-tahap ditamapilkannya gerakan2 tsb. </div>
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Setiap harinya, latihan koreo tak lepas dari amarah dan emosi serta terikan dari mas Gepeng yang beragam. Seperti misalnya ketidakkompakan, kesalahan gerak, dll. Ada 2 sekolah yang memang sangat susah diatur dan diajak kerjasama, yang tentunya bukan dari SMA 2, hehe. Gerakan selalu salah, sehingga harus diulang terus dan yang jelas menimbulkan kemarahan peserta lain dan Mas Gepeng tentunya. Jelas saja, latihan yang dilakukan di stadion wilis yg sekaligus menjadi venue OC itu terasa sangat menyiksa karena membakar habis kulit oleh sinar matahari yang panasnya nembus sampe bagian kulit terdalam. Ada lagi 1 sekolah yang duhduh bener-bener bikin jengkel, tempat duduknya serba mawut ngga karuan sampe nyebar sana-sani. Yang bikin saya dan teman-teman marah adalah ketika siswa2 yang mendapatkan bendera khusus tempat duduknya tidak boleh berganti, termasuk saya. Eh, pas latihan tempat duduk kami ditempati siswa-sisiwi dari sekolah tsb yang sontak kami usir saja mereka. Herannya lagi, pembina mereka sungguh ngga kompeten dalam mengatur muridnya. Pokoknya 3 sekolah itu bener-bener ampun deh, berasa lebih baik mereka gaikut alias dicopot saja! </div>
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Semua mata terpana pada TKP, para panitia membantu korban-korban keluar dari runtuhan panggung. </div>
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Setelah keadaan cukup aman, kami yang tersisa dikeluarkan dari stadion satu per satu dan saat itu juga area sekitar stadion disterilkan. </div>
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Waktu saya buka socmed seperti twitter dan facebook, beh saya kaget! Banyak sekali orang yang berkicau tentang yang intinya "Itulah kuasa Allah, jika kau sepelekan Dia! Itu masih hal kecil wahai pemerintah dan pelaksana" dengan variasi tweet dan status facebook yang beragam tapi masih dengan 1 inti sama. Well, memang malam sebelumnya, karena keadaan akan hujan dan gladi belum dilakuukan sedangkan acara sudah sangat mepet, seluruh peserta dan tim diminta untuk tidak shalat magrib 1x saat itu, karena ya memang waktu sangat tidak memungkinkan. Nah disitulah, para remaja termasuk remaja brutal yang tiba-tiba berubah jadi sok agamis dan bersorak menghujat acara. I think, theres no way to justify this crap!</div>
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Tapi, syukur Alhamdulillah, pada tanggal 22 Juni pukul 19.30 - 23.00 acara Pembukaan Pekan Olahraga Provinsi Jawa Timur, lancar, sukses dan resmi dilaksanakan. Kerja keras selama ini akhirnya terbayar lunas!</div>
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Dan hormat kami untukmu, Mas Gepeng! </div>
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Selamat berjuang para atlet! Junjung tinggi sportifitas dan fair play! Pemenang sesungguhnya adalah mereka yang bertanding dengan bakat demi prestasi! Salam Olahraga!! </div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-980451831901796822013-06-17T20:35:00.000+07:002013-06-17T20:35:05.054+07:00And Then You CameThey say, the best people come in your life when you least expect it. I
was depressed and my heart ached, and then you came. You taught me how
to love and how important God was.<br />
<br />You had the answers to all my questions. I miss the way you told me
bedtime stories. The hours we've spend texting about the
most random things. I didn't even notice how I fell in love with you.
With every part of you. I fell in love with your hair, your brown eyes
and your crooked smile.<br /><br />
I
got used to you, used to everything. Everyone said I changed. In only
three months. No one could ever do what you did and I love you for that.<br />
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I love you so bad that I can't think of you without crying. It's like my
heart is exploding and screaming your name. Over and over again.<br />
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I love you so much that I would donate my kidney to you. Because a life
without you is no love. Without you, my dearest,my love...there's no me.<br />
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You're the brightest of all. The sweetest of all. And still i'm waiting,
craving for the moment you ask me to marry you. I guess that's all I
ever want. Marry you, be my wife forever, share the same life, same bed, same house. To
share with you is all I ever want to do. But even if the day won't come,
and you find love in someone else... please know that you're the bluest
sky.<br />
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Maybe God has other plans for both of us. Still I pray, each day, for us to get together someday.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-57804895307777868402013-06-17T20:32:00.001+07:002013-06-17T20:32:15.606+07:00Not so sure what love isSometimes I am not sure what love is. Sometimes I would find myself asking is this how love is suppose to feel?<br />
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There used to be days I was really sure what it is. Moment of first
love that innocent fluttering feeling which comes out and lives within
me with excitement made me confident this was probably was love was.
Fresh and new and full of excitement. Then in the midst of smiles and
laughter, tears came along..with anger and pain. What seem to me like
it was everlasting love, flew out of the window in just a blink of an
eye. Questions began to rise, isn't love suppose to be everlasting? or
is it just a spur of the moment thing? Can you really lose love with
time?<br />
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Second and third relationships ended up the same way. Things such as 'I
felt love in the beginning, but somehow I lost it with you... you'd be
better off with another better girl' became a common quote. Innocent
image of love gets lost in the process. All you'd recall is just how
'love' doesn't last and that well maybe you just don't know what
exactly love is.<br />
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Funny, how easy it is sometimes to forget all those happy moments you
share with a person that you've build together for a period of time in
just a blink of an eye... then later on only recall the pain which acts
as the base for the defensive mechanism you unknowingly build around
you. Sometimes I guess maybe I chose not to believe in love so I don't
get hurt again.<br />
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I'm back again on the track but I am not sure what I am feeling is
really love, or just a longing to be with someone, since I've seem to
have a misconception. The image of love began to be blurry. What
exactly it is begins to be uncertain. I doubt almost everything and
just things flow, but I can't really feel like I am all there.<br />
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In the end I am still not sure.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-37470651727595059072013-06-07T23:36:00.001+07:002013-06-07T23:36:12.198+07:00I May Not.. But it's fairThe first sentence i'd love to write is.. I may not as perfect as him, as them, but I have my own perfection.<br />
Well indeed, my life is just different and me different too. I admit it. I'm not that kind of boy which is really good at basketball or volley or else. I'm not that kind of boy who can finish a math test nicely. I'm not that kind of boy who is able to arrange pretty words into a particularly beautiful sentences, well I'm just not.<br />
I was jealous, I was envy, I was so weak and I was so frustrated about my own. <br />
A friend of mine have ever told me something for person who is not really good understanding faith like me and she said "God is just fair to give you your life". I doubted that at first, but God never! He showed me everything about. And here...<br />
i dont have to train so hard just to win a title of champion in basketball or volley or else otherwise that boy got a disability in understanding lessons at school because he just too much on focusing his championship, and he lost. He left behind then.<br />
I dont have to pay for lotta money just to teach me more about math more than my teacheer have given to me at class so that i could be smarter than any other students in the class. Well, school is not a competition. it's about how we understand it, use it, and apply it to our life so then we can be useful for our own self, people and this country then.<br />
And i dont have to get conflicted with girls because of what ive sent to them but they admited that as a romantically love sentences dedicated to them, in fact thats not true. And it causes overanalyze and directly drirves me to stresses.<br />
God just wants me to enjoy the life He had given and fill it with joyful, happiness as long as I breath still before my time to to back to Him is coming. So then i can do anything as much as i want to, i can bring the happiness to people i'd want to, i just can without any problems haunt me over.<br />
He created us with a justice. We have abilities who other people dont, and we also have different disabilities with other people. It means, just balance.<br />
Just think it over like seriously... Behind your sorrow and sadness for not realizing your excess, they actually are still standing and waiting for you to realize them.<br />
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With Love..<br />
Arfian Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-34226389344871048282013-05-31T16:29:00.001+07:002013-05-31T16:29:44.378+07:00Tentang Aku Saat IniPernahkah kamu berada dalam sebuah kondisi dimana kamu benar-benar merasa sendiri? Merasa tak memilik 1 orang sahabat pun, bahkan keluargamu tidak ada? Merasa bahwa hidup ini sudah tak menggandeng sebuah tujuan? Merasa gundah gulana? Merasa kosong dan seolah hanya terwakili oleh jasadmu ketika mengikuti kelas? Aku merasakannya saat ini.<br />
Ada bermiliyar tanya dan pikiran yang menaggantung diantara sela-sela sel otakku saat ini. Semuanya berat. Membuatku pusing dan terkadang aku merasa ngelindur. Ya, mungkin itu salah 2 efeknya.<br />
Kehidupanku 1 bulan terakhir ini terkesan seperti kehidupan yang sudah diujung tanduk. Alias sudah saatnya menghentikan sebuah hembusan nafas. Oh, tenang! Saya seorang terpelajar yang tidak berpikiran pendek, saya masih memiliki pertimbangan untuk itu. Tapi, memang begitu adanya yang saya rasakan.<br />
Setiap pagi datang, selalu ada sebuah pikiran yang langsung menghantamku. Bukan pikiran tentang terlambat masuk sekolah/tugas yang lupa dikerjakan/apakaah ada sms di hp, semuanya bukan. Pikiran itu tentang bagaimana aku akan melewati hari baru ini? Entahlah, pesimistis benar-benar memelukku selama 1 bulan terakhir ini. Beberapa kali aku malas masuk sekolah, pinginnya sih berangkat, tapi ga ke sekolah, alias colut. Tapi, mau colut kemana? Aku juga takut dosa kok.<br />
Situasi pertemananku dengan teman-temanku juga terasa sedikit pahit. Entah aku yang kurang memasukkan 'gula' ataukah mereka, aku tidak tau. Tapi, yang jelas aku merasa seperti atoz dan kolot. Maka dari itu, aku lebih sering memilih sendiri dan tidak banyak omong. Aku sesekali mencoba mengajak beberapa temanku berinteraksi, bercanda, dsb tapi hasilnya sama saja. Beberapa merasa ketus, males, tak ada gairah denganku. Bahkan orang yang aku anggap sahabat pun berlaku sama. Mungkin memang aku yang kurang memasukkan 'gula'. Tidak masalah bagiku, lagipula pada beberapa waktu, aku memang sedang ingin sendiri dan kurangi interaksi. <br />
Keluargaku juga. Ehm, sebenarnya ini hal privacy, tapi tak apalah aku tuangkan dalam tulisan ini. Karena memang blogger yang masih mau menerima tiap huruf dalam cerita yang aku tulis. Keluargaku itu keluarga yang bukan keluarga, deh. Jujur, aku jarang berkomunikasi dengan ayah, mama dan adikku. Karena memang aku tinggal bersama nenek dan kakekku. Komunikasiku dengan mereka buruk, bahkan via sms pun jarang-jarang. Dulu, biasanya every weekend aku pulang kerumah, untuk mengambil uang jajan mingguan. Berhubung ayah sudah memperbolehkan aku membuka rekening, pengambilan uang pun via transfer aja, jadi gak pernah deh kerumah. Mamaku sibuk, super sibuk sekarang! Dalam seminggu bisa terbang sampe 2x karena tugas dan urusan pekerjaan. Tapi, mama masih lumayan sering sms aku beberapa kali waktu malam. Biasalah, sms wisdom dan nasehat buat anaknya. Adikku, hampir ga pernah komunikasi. Karena memang pada dasarnya kami tidak begitu akrab, ohya dia wanita. Aku dan adikku memiliki dunia remaja yang berbeda dan aku ataupun dia sibuk dengan dunia kami masing-masing. Sementara nenek kakekku, aku lebih sering dengan mereka, meski percakapan biasanya baru dimulai saat makan malam. (Karena ketika pulang sekolah-makan malam aku berada dikamar terus).<br />
Lalu bagaimana dengan hatiku? Haha, obviously my heart feels empty. Without any loves inside, im a lil bit dying. Ini bukan mauku, lagipula siapa sih yang menginginkan berada dalam kondisi seperti ini?! Tentu saja tidak ada. I have no girlfriend, and bestfriends of mine are changing, so that i have no people to love, to get my concern or anything like that. I'm being silent all day long in any chances. And one thing i keep still is.. i wont let the situation forces me to suffer. I must be happy whatever the ways will. I just have to! Aku tidak mempersalahkan besar-besaran semua ini. Aku pernah dalam kondisi seperti ini sebelumnya, dan nyatanya aku masih tetap hidup. Aku sedang berusaha membahagiakan diriku sendiri apapun caranya. Meski aku akui itu sangat berat, karena memang kebahagiaan kita beberapa tersumber dari orang-orang disekitar kita. I wish it will end as soon as possible it will, because no one can survive on this kind of situation though he got whole money to spend!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-84972876538726879172013-05-21T17:28:00.002+07:002013-05-21T17:28:37.650+07:00Days Through Out Jakarta!I think, im late just too far to post this. But, i keep my desire to because these photos are worth it. Taken when my friends and I were having journey to Jakarta to celebrate 2013 Worlds' Water Day in University of Indonesia - Depok. Well here we go..<br />
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<i>At the end of activity, that grandma offered us such a precious trip to look around of UI with her. She was very nice, very very kind and we wont forget u because of what u have given to us, Eyang Indres </i></div>
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<i> Dinner before The Night Trip around Jakarta!</i></div>
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<i> Grand Hyatt, Jakarta</i></div>
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<i>Grand Indonesia Shopping Town! This what i called My Worlds' Paradise! </i></div>
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<i> The boys at Bundaran HI, Jakarta. It was 11 pm</i></div>
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Tugu Monumen Nasional, Jakarta</div>
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<i> </i>Well those are the photos we have taken while we having days in Jakarta. It was such a precious memory i wont ever forget. Facing lions on their home, presented something ive never known before in front of nerds and a lot of amazing stuffs there! <i> </i></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-65835937220397618982013-04-18T20:39:00.001+07:002013-04-18T20:39:36.383+07:00Waktu adalah Tuhan KitaPertemuan denganmu memang tak pernah terbayangkan dan sedikit pun tak pernah terlintas dalam pikiran dan dugaku. Sesuatu yang kita sebut 'Waktu' menggiring kita berdua pada satu tempat sama dan aku denganmu, dan kamu denganku.<br />
Semua terasa hambar, terasa baru, terasa seperti biasa saja tentunya, karena memang tidak langsung saat itu aku tahu bahwa aku sedang beradu dinamika bersama takdirku. Melalui proses yang juga dibawa oleh Waktu, aku mengenali, memahami, mengerti dan merasakanmu. <br />
Kau begitu manis, kau begitu mempesonaku, kau begitu membuatku untuk berusaha memprioritaskanmu, kau begitu membuatku untuk selalu mencari celah untuk bersama denganmu, singkat kata.. Kau begitu menghipnotisku. Apa kau belajar dengan Rommy Rafael untuk melakukan penghipnotisan terhebat ini? Haha<br />
Semua tentangmu aku kagumi, aku sukai, aku senyumi bahkan gelapmu aku bisa terima. Kau juga terlihat demikian padaku, semoga. Kau memang belum pernah mengucapkan satu pun kata yang meyakinkanku bahwa kau memang ada untukku, tapi aku meyakini kau memang.<br />
Kau lah orang dimana aku letakkan harapan-harapan indahku untukku lalui bersamamu, kau lah orang diman aku sering imajinasikan selalu denganku.<br />
Belum puas kurasakan untuk melakukan semua ini, tiba-tiba sebuah kesadaran menghampiriku. Mengingatkanku pada sesuatu yang mempertemukan dan memberiku kesempatan emas dan berharga untuk bersamanya, ya.. WAKTU. Waktu kali ini tidak membuatku penasaran tapi justru menakutiku, memberitahuku sesuatu yang memang sejak awal aku takutkan. PERPISAHAN.<br />
Dia bak malaikat pencabut nyawa yang kedatangannya tak diketahui, tapi bisa diyakini. Ya, malaikat waktu akan mencabutmu dariku, karena memang tak selamanya kita akan bersama. KEHIDUPAN lah yang memaksa, memberikan jalan yang HARUS BERBEDA pada kita berdua.<br />
Saat itu memang belum tiba, tapi aku sudah ketakutan, aku sudah sangat hampir putus asa akan masa depanku tanpamu. Tapi aku sadar, aku harus tetap berjalan, bergerak kedepan, menatap masa depan.<br />
Aku menulis ini dan aku harap kau membaca, Sejak tulis ini dibuat (18/4/2013 8.31 PM) aku membuat bunkerku, aku membuat penyelamatan-penyelamatan untukku. Dimana aku harapkan itu dapat membantuku jika kelak memang kau akan dicabut dari kehidupanku. Tapi, asal kau tahu, Maybe I say this because I'm selfish, and I know it's not my business, but I don't want you to be with someone randomly. I want you to be<br />
with someone who deserves you B. and one day, I hope that B and S can have a beautiful stor.<br />
Dan sejak pertama menatap matamu, aku melihat KITA..<br />
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Tapi, WAKTU adalah TUHAN kita, yang membawa kita berdua pada PERTEMUAN, menjalani proses penguatan dan pengenalan bersama, dan membawa kita pada PERPISAHAN. Terima kasih, WAKTU! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-73433271071521067092013-02-26T19:57:00.000+07:002013-02-26T19:57:36.572+07:00United States <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-75668945596371970562012-12-26T18:08:00.001+07:002012-12-26T18:08:33.756+07:00F4 (Forever Four)<p>Cynthia krisnawati sukamto... <br>
Arfian syahriza adhyatama... <br>
Pridherta jatu fernanda... <br>
Irfan maulana... <br>
Dua cewe memiliki pasangan dan dua cowok berjomblo ria menjadi satu pasangan yang serasi.. Yap kita emang gilaaa , kita memikiki perbedaan masing masing yang unik , namun perbedaan itulah yang membuat kita menjadi seperti seekor ulat yang nantinya menjadi kupu2 indah... </p>
<p>Cynthia ... Siapa sih yang gak kenal cewek yang cantik ini, cewek yang udah sangat melekat dengan ''cynthia mantannya luki?'' Adalah çewek yg fashionable, pendengar yg baik serta ada satu ciri khas yg unik "dhr, ar, fan, eruh kunci motorku gak?", hahaha konyol memang. Cynthia ini sahabatku paling awet, udah hampir 5 tahun aku bersahabt dengannya. Dia itu bgai bunga dg banyak kumbang. Tp ini akhirnya ada 1 mbang yg terus menempa di dia, satya </p>
<p>Arfian... Siapa lagi yang gak kenal cowok satu ini, eksis dikalangan anak sma.. dengan postur tubuh tinggi ganteng mapan.. kehebatan dari cowok ini adalah dia sangat loyal dengan semua teman-temannya dan bagi kalian para ladies jangan raguin kesetiaannya dan keromantisannya.. tapi jangan kaget dia mempunyai jiwa kewanitaan juga looo yaitu hobi shoping dan mengejar diskon what the hell.... hahahaha </p>
<p>Dherta... Cewek yang terkenal feminin banget ini gak lepas dari sebutan 'endel'.. gadis yang lucu , gendut, dan cantik ini meiliki pribadi yang disenangi teman-temannya lucu, baik gak suka marah dan pengertia sama temen2nya.. yaa walaupun dia sagat norak ketika dia menganggumi dirinya sendiri hahahaha... tapi itulah yang membuat kita kangen denangnnya... </p>
<p>Irfan... Kalo lagi ngomongin ini bocah bingung deh mau nulis apaan ? Yaaa ditulis seadanya aja yaaaa.. cowok dengan gaya stay cool namun dibelakang itu semua dia dipnuhi otak jahil dan omongan banyol yang begitu kriuk mengenaskan wkwk tapi dia tetep kece jadi temen kita sealigus bagi para penggemarnya.. tau gak sih didepan mereka semua irfan layaknya Mr.Rius yang dengan sikapnyan dingin terhadap mereka.. tapi percaya deeeh dia itu cowok yang penuh kejutan..., </p>
<p>Yaaa inilah kita dengan karakter kita masing-masing :-) </p>
<p>Ini dibuat cynthia. Tapi pas part cynthia, aku yg buat, dan part yg aku yang buat cynthia</p>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-62722725314205240612012-12-25T13:03:00.002+07:002012-12-25T13:03:49.335+07:00Holiday? Really?First of all, i'd like to wish Merry Christmas 2012 and Happy New Year 2013! May God always bless us.<br />
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K, now we get into the main story. Oh terrible one i guess. This is holiday. Everybodys happy, without school, homework, tasks, and other tons of annoying stuffs. Yeah, vocation time, to refresh mind, look and buy some new stuffs, outfit, or else. It works for them, not me.<br />
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It's (time i make this) two of my holiday. And yeh, im stuck in da home. Some trips have been cancelled. Bali, Jogja, Surabaya, Solo. Dad got a new project, hes fuckin busy now. And mom, the same as charger, she controls some tasks in her office till new year. No time for spending holiday outside of town. Other time, ive planned some trip with my good fellas to TW and Solo. But its too far right now. I gotta wait.<br />
Today, im thinkin a lot, how to change it, how to make myself being happy while im waiting for the days of holiday come. Many times i spend by online, watching movies, and something like that. <br />
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I feel boring with those usual activity tho. I need some new condition after all. But you guys gotta note this. After the December 31st and January 1st, dad invites to held a trip to surabaya. There, im gonna buy tons of stuffs i love. No matter how expensive, how many it will be, if i like, im gonna buy. I'd love to visit some good places at there and yes, its such a revenge. Hhahaha but its okay, dad said. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-52983409157750572392012-12-13T23:37:00.001+07:002012-12-13T23:37:30.587+07:00Them who i knowAs a normal person, i myself realize that we cant live alone. We do live with people. People, yes! All of us has people around. They came up with tons of different characters, behaves, acts, religion, race and etc.<br />
Its been 17 years i live my life, i spend my time till now im in 2nd year of high school. I met a lot of people.<br />
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Cynthia : she has grew up. Since the first time i knew her, in 7th grade at junior high. Shes my best best best friend always. She cares, a lot. She is lovely, she is smart. And of course she is beautiful. Cynthia always understands and sometimes she's willing to do a sacrifice. The last sentence i wrote, is the reason i love her.<br />
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Husna : This girl is a lot of talkative. She annoys me sometimes but i love her incredible thoughts too somehow. She got a damn flat nose for sure and surely it becomes a material as a joke in the class. I love her strength, shes not a powerless girl, she stands for what she wants. She keeps it till she got it no matter what Shes always there to accompany me, and she loves my logic thinking too tho. We met at 8th grade<br />
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Irfan : The first impression, I DENIED HIM. And, i never meant to be his friend. But i remember, things change. He has a got sense, i mean some of his are alike with mine. Politics, economics, nations, world, kind of stuffs like that. We met at 9th grade. He has a strong opinion, criticize person ive ever met, and hes just different from other teen in the age. Ive ever told him, i was curious bout his life, cuz i thought i deserved to be. He has a very good principle. But u have to notice, not all time we are good. Hes kinda selfish i think and lil bit jerk. I hear that from friends around anyway. <br />
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Dherta : U gotta know the fact, i was never that much close with her in the junior high. It seemed like "Oh You are dherta" "And You are Arfian" things like that. Just like what ive told, things change. Shes so damn much close with me now. We used to hanging out together with Cynthia and Irfan. Dherta is powerful and also powerless girl i think. Shes good at love, shes such a drama queen, the smartest one ive ever known. Shes helping me now, to stop my bad habbit to spend money with shopping. Shes good at giving advices tooAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-53675098555848139662012-11-13T19:10:00.000+07:002012-11-13T19:10:53.848+07:00See Me <br />
I don't really care if anyone sees this or not, it's not really the kind of thing to get published. I just had to say it- I'm in love. That's it, just love! And she doesn't know, and she can't know. The consequences our relationship would create I'm savy enough to understand, and God knows what she thinks of me day today since I'm so much younger and dumber, but I don't care. I'm past caring. Every little ambiguous feeling of doubt that hung around, that still has reason to hang around, is slowly being dismantled because I realize the truth. Ego rem intellecto. If I could scream it on rooftops I would. And I want her to know because if she points out one more guy or girl that I should date I think it might come out anyway.<br />
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I want you. It is you! and I think it's only ever going to be you. Not in that 'I'll never find anyone else' sort of way, but I'll never find anyone as interesting, intelligent, witty, funny and perfect for me again. Sometimes I just stare in wonder, and you see it, and look at me like I'm crazy. But you don't understand how crazy I am for you. No one knows. No one needs to know. I'm up and I'm down and in and out and I've realized I don't want it any other way. It's you. It's always been you. I loved you before I knew you. Yes, it happens, even if we're not together.<br />
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This isn't a good story, you're just that person I talk to and can't touch. The one who I'll either marry or think about when I'm marrying someone else. I don't necessarily know what true love is, but you've got the rhythm that matches mine. Turn around one day and let me know if you see me too.<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-79158864052100714522012-10-04T19:59:00.000+07:002012-10-04T19:59:19.180+07:00YOUDo you remember, the time when we were high? When nobody could reach us. When nothing could break us. Do you remember, the time when I thought you cheat me, but i never did. When I always got jealous to those guys. When I kept you from all wild lions. Do you remember our first rain in the middle of July? I touched your hand tight, so did you! We were screaming from above, like we were a dictator. Do you remember my fright of losing you and your fright of my departure? Do you remember?<br />
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I do always remember. Our sweet, unique, memorable, and various conversations. I always miss the time I can say "Good morning, sweetheart! A new life has began! Have a good day :)" and i will see your reply "You too, my sweetheart! I love you" and then I smile widely.<br />
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I've been missing you since the day we broke up. Since the day we never did it again. Since the day I saw you dated with the wrong guy. Since the day for the first time i got a karma. I used to love you so much, admit you as everything, chill out together and nothing can break us. It's been almost 2 years, yes that's long time isnt it? I'm still alive with my own life. I try to fight back, to keep stand for what I want. Try to shoo your shadows which freak me out and remind of past love. I am still trying! I am still fighting!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-1161318177910381682012-10-03T20:44:00.000+07:002012-10-03T20:44:23.379+07:00Kisah Cintaku<br />
Di malam yang sesunyi ini<br />
Aku sendiri<br />
Tiada yang menemani<br />
Akhirnya kini kusadari<br />
Dia telah pergi<br />
Tinggalkan diriku<br />
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Adakah semua kan terulang<br />
Kisah cintaku yang seperti dulu<br />
(mungkinkah terulang lagi)<br />
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Hanya dirimu yang kucinta dan kukenang<br />
Di dalam hatiku (di dalam hatiku)<br />
Takkan pernah hilang (takkan pernah hilang)<br />
Bayangan dirimu untuk selamanya (selamanya)<br />
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Mengapa terjadi (tlah terjadi)<br />
Kepada dirimu (di dirimu)<br />
Aku tak percaya kau telah tiada<br />
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Haruskah ku pergi tinggalkan dunia<br />
Agar aku dapat berjumpa denganmu<br />
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Adakah semua kan terulang<br />
Kisah cintaku yang seperti dulu<br />
(mungkinkah terulang lagi)<br />
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Hanya dirimu yang kucinta dan kukenang<br />
Di dalam hatiku (di dalam hatiku)<br />
Takkan pernah hilang (takkan pernah hilang)<br />
Bayangan dirimu untuk selamanya (selamanya)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-8406873605018126642012-10-01T17:49:00.001+07:002012-10-01T17:49:40.232+07:00Sneak Peek One Direction! Profil lengkap! <br />
One Direction adalah Inggris-Irlandia boy band yang terdiri dari anggota Niall Horan, Zainal Malik, Liam Payne, Harry Styles dan Louis Tomlinson. Mereka menandatangani kontrak dengan Rekaman Simon Cowell label rekaman Syco setelah terbentuk dan menempatkan ketiga dalam seri ketujuh dari The X Factor. Mereka kemudian ditandatangani di Amerika Utara untuk Rekaman Columbia.<br />
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Asal : Mullingar, County Westmeath, Ireland</div>
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Niall James Horan (lahir 13 September 1993 di Mullingar, County Westmeath, Irlandia) lahir dengan ibu Maura Gallagher dan ayah Bobby Horan. Dia memiliki kakak yang lebih tua Greg. Orangtua mereka bercerai ketika ia berusia lima tahun. Dia dan saudaranya hidup antara masing-masing rumah mereka untuk beberapa tahun sebelum akhirnya memutuskan untuk tinggal bersama ayah mereka di Mullingar. Ibunya menikah lagi dan tinggal di Edgeworthstown, County Longford dengan Chris, suaminya tujuh tahun. Dia adalah seorang murid di Coláiste Mhuire, seorang anak laki-laki Christian Brothers sekolah. Horan berada di paduan suara sekolah, melakukan musiman sekitar Natal.</div>
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Nama Lengkap : Liam James Payne</div>
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Liam James Payne (kelahiran 29 Agustus 1993) adalah dari Wolverhampton, West Midlands, Inggris, lahir tiga minggu dini untuk ibu Karen dan ayah Geoff, dia memiliki dua kakak perempuan, Ruth dan Nicola. Sampai usia empat, Payne menjalani tes rutin dilakukan di rumah sakit sebagai dokter melihat salah satu ginjalnya adalah bekas luka dan disfungsional. Untuk membantu mengatasi rasa sakit, ia memiliki 32 suntikan di lengan pada pagi dan sore sebagai seorang anak. Ibunya akan menyulap pergeseran sebagai perawat kamar bayi untuk menemaninya pada semua audisinya. Dia menggambarkan dirinya sebagai “anak nakal di sekolah.” Dia mencoba untuk tim, akhirnya menemukan tempatnya di tim lintas negara dan datang pertama. “Sejak saat itu saya berlatih sepanjang waktu dan bangun jam 6 pagi untuk menjalankan untuk mil. Pada usia 12 mereka menempatkan saya di bawah 18 tahun tim sekolah.</div>
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Nama Lengkap : Harry Edward Styles</div>
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Lahir : 1 Februari 1994</div>
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Asal : Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, UK</div>
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Lagu fav. : Shine On You Crazy Diamond – Pink Flyod</div>
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Harry Edward Styles (lahir 1 Februari 1994 di Evesham, Worcestershire) adalah dari desa Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, Inggris. Dia adalah mantan murid di Holmes Chapel Komprehensif School, sebuah sekolah negeri yang komprehensif. Lahir dengan ibu Anne Cox dan Des ayah Styles, dia memiliki kakak, Gemma, ia berusia tujuh ketika orangtua mereka bercerai; ibunya kemudian menikah lagi untuk Putar Robin. Mengenai perceraian orang tuanya dia berkata, “itu adalah waktu yang cukup aneh saya ingat menangis tentang hal itu.. Saya tidak benar-benar mendapatkan apa yang sedang terjadi dengan baik, saya hanya sedih karena orang tua saya tidak akan bersama lagi.” Setelah perceraian, Styles, kakaknya dan ibunya pindah lebih jauh ke pedesaan Cheshire. Pada usia dua belas ia pindah kembali ke Kapel Holmes. Saat itulah ibunya bertemu ayah tirinya Putar Robin. Styles mengatakan dia “sangat senang” ketika Putar diusulkan kepada ibunya. Sebagai seorang anak ia mencintai bernyanyi. Styles adalah penyanyi utama untuk band Putih Eskimo dengan anggota band gitaris Haydn Morris, bass gitaris dan drummer Nick Clough Sweeny Will.</div>
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Nama Lengkap : Louis William Tomlinson</div>
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Lahir : 24 Desember 1991</div>
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Louis William Tomlinson (lahir 24 Desember 1991) adalah dari Doncaster, South Yorkshire, Inggris. Lahir dengan ibu dan ayah Johannah Troy. Johannah berpisah dari Louis ‘ayah Troy ketika ia masih muda dan ia mengambil nama belakang ayah tirinya Mark Tomlinson itu. Dia memiliki empat muda langkah-saudari: Charlotte, Felicite, dan kembar Daisy dan Phoebe. Dia mengatakan tumbuh dewasa, dia selalu menginginkan adik kecil tetapi memiliki empat adik perempuan mengajarinya banyak hal tentang wanita. Dia menambahkan “memiliki banyak saudara yang telah pasti membantu saya dengan anak-anak juga, orang selalu mengomentari bagaimana nyaman saya sekitar anak-anak saya benar-benar mencintai bayi dan anak-anak..” Ketika Daisy dan Phoebe memiliki peran sebagai bayi di sebuah pertunjukan yang disebut Teman Lemak, ia akan pergi bersama dan berfungsi sebagai tambahan. Setelah Teman Lemak, ia menghadiri sebuah sekolah akting di Barnsley.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-16247327018192405032012-09-29T00:27:00.002+07:002012-09-29T00:27:21.361+07:00Pelacur Bangsat #Puisi<div style="text-align: center;">
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Pelacur bangsat!</div>
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Kau remas tanganku begitu erat</div>
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Meluapkan dua nafsu dengan bejat</div>
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Erat... Pekat...</div>
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Pelacur bangsat!</div>
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Rayumu pada malam gelap</div>
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Melangkah meninggalkan lampu kerlap</div>
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Indah rambutmu kuurai</div>
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Tak ku ingat ibuku menangis derai</div>
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Kau pelacur bangsat!</div>
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Dalam sekejap hancur cita</div>
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Terngiang aku bersama neraka</div>
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Tapi ini bukan cinta manusia</div>
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Rekayasa nafsu dalam amarah suka</div>
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Pelacur bangsat!</div>
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Kau ingat malam itu nikmat</div>
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Kutunggu rapuh hingga kiamat</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-60556199482554192882012-09-29T00:21:00.001+07:002012-09-29T00:21:22.868+07:00Tak Apa (Kawan ke Lawan) #Puisi<div style="text-align: center;">
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Ku biasa tak didengar</div>
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Beradu diriku sendiri bersama sunyi</div>
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Ku biasa tak dihirau</div>
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Ku coba meredam kala kalbuku menggebu</div>
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Tak apa kawan!</div>
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Kutau pertemanan ini sudah rawan</div>
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Tunjuk tangan bersalam kesendirian</div>
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Hadiahiku kehilangan</div>
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Kau keluarkan pedang spekulasi</div>
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Bersamanya kau buatku terdegradasi </div>
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Meninggalkan kasta tertinggi</div>
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Berlabuh kembali ke divisi</div>
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Tak apa kawan!</div>
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Mauku jangan ganggu sisa kawanku</div>
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Lepas jangkar dari diriku</div>
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Romeo Juliet tak akan bersatu</div>
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Kuharap kau tenggelam dalam kabut abu</div>
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Tak pernah menyapa pagi buta bersamaku</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-48890273352570479072012-09-29T00:10:00.002+07:002012-09-29T00:11:28.456+07:00Hancur Rasa #Puisi<div style="text-align: center;">
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Cintamu selalu terbayang</div>
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Muncul dipikiran terbang melayang</div>
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Menunggu kehadiranmu tak kunjung datang</div>
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Kudamba sebuah tenang</div>
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Kau bagai kunang-kunang di pagi hari</div>
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Beradu diri bersama sinar menatri</div>
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Tapi aku mati!</div>
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Karena cintamu membunuh nyali</div>
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Bersama cintaku kukubur diriku</div>
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Langit senja pergi bersamamu</div>
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Meninggalkanku bersama kesendirianku</div>
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Kekal terlanjur sepiku</div>
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Kehilangan cintaku dalam dirimu</div>
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Kau menipu rindu</div>
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Mengerdilkanku dengan egomu</div>
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Menghempas jauhkan pengertianku</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-67742693752220189342012-09-28T23:52:00.003+07:002012-09-28T23:52:55.877+07:00Blinded By Love<br />
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I came home and nothing was right It's been a while since a fight. Well, maybe tonight my need for love can blind my sight. And I say things out of spite or I push you aside. No, I don't know how to fix it! I am falling apart and I am breaking your heart</div>
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Help me to see! 'Cause I am blinded by love, and help me to be the one to guide us through the dark things we do. Now I know I can be tough sometimes. My words come out like knives, cutting the space between us and you try, yes, I know you try.</div>
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To just let things slide, but what good is that to us? I don't know.I am breaking your heart. I don't know what possibly changed. We were so good and where is the light at the end of this tunnel. Cause I am falling apart and I am breaking your heart</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-8758321859003211922012-09-28T23:34:00.001+07:002012-09-28T23:34:21.390+07:00You! Who Attracts Me! #Puisi #Poem<br />
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I am always interested in you.</div>
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Curious pulls me deeper and deeper</div>
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Seems like compass, doesn't it?</div>
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Yes, I am that stuff and you are my poles</div>
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To be with you is that all I need</div>
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But things are different</div>
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Totally unpredictable then</div>
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I'm not a good compass, I'm that broken</div>
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I give a lot of attention</div>
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But something that I got is just silly interruption</div>
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I feel like a maid</div>
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Who is always there and serve</div>
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Maid is even better </div>
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They got money as salary </div>
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And I got nothing as salary</div>
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It's totally free</div>
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But you always attract me</div>
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Drives me crazy and i shouldn't be</div>
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#NB : I posted my first english poem. I wrote it, in the midnight of holiday. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-52286573927625978952012-09-28T22:07:00.000+07:002012-09-28T22:07:23.070+07:00Crocs!<div style="text-align: center;">
Crocs! Yeeh, they're totally cute. Got a simple form, instead the price incredibly expensive. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-52463416328271779822012-09-28T21:58:00.001+07:002012-09-28T21:58:18.501+07:00Behind The Star - Adrian Martadinata <br />
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back to the days where I'm counting the years</div>
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clock never seems to alive</div>
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and all I can do is believe what she said</div>
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"Love never goes to sleep"</div>
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but miles and miles away</div>
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far across the sea</div>
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thousand miles away</div>
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far behind the star</div>
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I miss her uhh I miss her</div>
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Uhhh uhhh uhhhh</div>
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This is my story this my story</div>
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And miles and miles away</div>
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far accross the sea</div>
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thousand miles away</div>
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far behind the star</div>
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I miss her uhh I miss her</div>
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Yeah, I miss her</div>
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Ohh, I miss her</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-33713271532800253712012-09-28T21:49:00.001+07:002012-09-28T21:49:15.854+07:00Bagaimana Bisa #Puisi<br />
Untuk semua hal yang kau katakan<br />
Untuk semua baris yang kita mainkan<br />
Untuk semua tanggal terbaik<br />
Bagaimana kau bisa melakukan ini padaku<br />
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Hal-hal yang kita lakukan untuk tetap normal<br />
Jalan yang kita tempuh di tengah hujan<br />
Tempat-tempat yang kita pernah kunjungi<br />
Bagaimana kau bisa melakukan ini padaku<br />
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Lihatlah aku sekarang aku jatuh dalam pecahan<br />
Aku tidak tahu apa yang harus kulakukan sekarang<br />
Aku hilang dalam kebakaran<br />
Kebakaran membara dalam diriku<br />
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Untuk semua cinta yang kita bagi<br />
Untuk semua waktu yang kita baur<br />
Untuk semua jalan yang kita tempuh<br />
Bagaimana kau bisa melakukan ini padaku<br />
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Tawa di bawah bintang<br />
Waktu kau tertidur di mobilku<br />
Orang-orang mengolok-olok<br />
Bagaimana kau bisa melakukan ini padaku<br />
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Api semakin membara<br />
Membakar ringkihnya aku didalam<br />
Kepingan, tangisan, rintihan<br />
Meronta dihancurkan<br />
Bagaimana kau bisa melakukan ini padaku..<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03015503319150217771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946601157330716830.post-66457394318714815452012-09-28T13:30:00.001+07:002012-09-28T13:30:27.957+07:00Cerita Hari Ini<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hari ini adalah Jumat 28 September 2012. Hari ke-5 UTS SMADA. Kelas 10 dan 11 dijadwalkan masuk jam 9 siang dengan mapel yang diujikan adalah MA-TE-MA-TI-KA. Ok! Kenapa saya ketik dengan huruf balok dan dieja per suku kata? Sejak SMP saya tidak suka mapel itu. Seenak apapun gurunya, saya tetap tidak suka. Hmm sebenarnya, ketika mengikuti KBM rasanya biasa saja, saya juga bisa mengerjakan soal yang ada. Tapi..... entah mengapa dewi fortuna tidak berpihak padaku ketika harus ulangan entah harian/uts/semester mate, saya selalu E-NOL! Bener-bener blank! Bingung dan itu pun terjadi pada hari ini.<br />
Dari 6 soal uraian yang ada, saya hanya yakin benar no 1, 2 dan 3. No 4, 5 dan 6 separo jalan dan saya yakin salah. Oh, men! Sebenernya saya bisa cih, tapi the time was running out!!! Yauda gapapa. Remidi 1 mungkin, amin. hehehe...<br />
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