haloooo haaiiii *berasa jjong*
gue lagi nulis cerita lagi nih, tapi masih gue ketik di kompi karena laptop gue rusak keyboardnya *merana*
tapi kan lama nulis dulu, sedangkan tangan gue udah gatel mau ngeblog jadi gue buka-buka lagi file 2AM gue, apalagi mereka mau ke Jakarta tuh asik asik
nah ini ada 2 dari 2AM aja gue post
yang satu menceritakan seorang cowok yang menurut gue kurang-ajar-tapi-mau-gimana-lagi tapi kocak, satu lagi kasian sih kata gue. video klip nya juga endingnya sedih si abang ong nangis-nangis sesenggukan karena eunsoo mati hem *yaudah sama gue aja bang hehehehe*
WHAT SHOULD I DO?
My heart is beating wildly,
But because I knew it wasn’t for you
But for that person, it hurt so much
These days, whenever you look at me
That person’s face shows up
I am so sorry, meeting you
Was my life’s biggest blessing
I must be an idiot but I can’t stop myself
All I see is her
Oh, I even tried for a few days to forget her
but it is not working too well
What should I do? In your face
All I see is hers
Even if I tell myself that I shouldn’t act like this
It’s not working too well
What should I do? From your voice
All I hear is her
I guess my heart has already left you
And have begun to love her
Even when we meet
I look around to see if that person is there
When we walk down the street
I get scared that she might see
I can’t do this, I know that I shouldn’t be doing this
But the words “I love you” have become more awkward to say
I know you do your best for me
I can’t do the same for you
Oh, even if I tried to love you again, I know I can’t
What should I do? In your face
All I see is hers
Even if I tell myself that I shouldn’t act like this
Its not working too well
What should I do? From your voice
All I hear is her
I guess my heart has already left you
And have begun to love her
I wanted to be at your side forever
And take care of you
But my heart keeps on
Searching for that girl that is not you
What should I do? In your face
All I see is hers
Even if I tell myself that I shouldn’t act like this
It’s not working too well
What should I do? From your voice
All I hear is her
I guess my heart has already left you
And have begun to love her
YOU WOULDN'T ANSWER MY CALL
Even though I know you how much how much you hate it, I can’t do anything but this
In front of your door, just idly waiting
Even though I’m so miserable, it’s better than losing you
I can’t lose you, so I stay near you, in front of your door waiting
You who won’t answer my calls anymore, you who doesn’t want to see me at all
No matter how I beg for forgiveness, there’s already no use
Waiting by your door, even if you pretend you can’t see me
Brushing past my shoulder like seeing a stranger you just met
Waiting until you are willing to hear me say sorry
Looking at my phone ten times a day, even jumping at the slight sound
To find out if you had sent me a text message
At first, at first, I thought like normal fights you would come back
Because you’re such a nice girl you wouldn’t be so cruel to leave me
You who won’t answer my calls anymore, you who doesn’t want to see me at all
No matter how I beg for forgiveness, there’s already no use
Waiting by your door, even if you pretend you can’t see me
Brushing past my shoulder like seeing a stranger you just met
Waiting until you are willing to hear me say sorry
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
BAD GIRL, GOOD GIRL
yak, bener ini lagunya Miss A
gue banget kan? hahahaha
curcol nih jadinya gue hehehehe
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me, So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Shut Up.
You couldn’t say a thing in front of me, but you could talk badly about me behind my back. I’m dumbfounded.
Hello, Hello, Hello.
It seems like the first time, time, time you’ve seen a girl like me.
Why do you judge me?
Are you afraid of me, perhaps?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
These kind of clothes, this kind of hair, a girl who does these kind of dances is obvious.
You’re even more obvious.
Hello, Hello, Hello.
If you don’t have any confidence, go to the back, back, back.
You just need to step back.
Why do you keep making noise?
Don’t you know that your heart can clearly be seen?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
I’m looking for a man who can handle me.
I’m looking for a real man, not a man who acts like one through words.
Isn’t there a man who won’t make me anxious because he overflows with confidence?
So that I can be me, so that I can watch him freely from afar?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me, So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Shut Up.
hey, orang super rese yang keterlaluan!
gue emang gak cantik, gue tau. gue juga gak merasa dan ngaku-ngaku cantik
tapi tau apa lo tentang gue?
jaga ya omongan lo itu. lo gak tau gue
dan gue juga sama sekali gak mau, lo tau tentang gue atau gue tentang lo
not at all
jadi, tolong banget ya dijaga mulutnya itu
salam.
gue banget kan? hahahaha
curcol nih jadinya gue hehehehe
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me, So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Shut Up.
You couldn’t say a thing in front of me, but you could talk badly about me behind my back. I’m dumbfounded.
Hello, Hello, Hello.
It seems like the first time, time, time you’ve seen a girl like me.
Why do you judge me?
Are you afraid of me, perhaps?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
These kind of clothes, this kind of hair, a girl who does these kind of dances is obvious.
You’re even more obvious.
Hello, Hello, Hello.
If you don’t have any confidence, go to the back, back, back.
You just need to step back.
Why do you keep making noise?
Don’t you know that your heart can clearly be seen?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
I’m looking for a man who can handle me.
I’m looking for a real man, not a man who acts like one through words.
Isn’t there a man who won’t make me anxious because he overflows with confidence?
So that I can be me, so that I can watch him freely from afar?
On the outside, I’m a Bad Girl.
On the inside, I’m a Good Girl.
You don’t even know me well, you only look at me from the outside.
I find your gaze to be funny because you see me as a pitiful girl.
When I dance, I’m a Bad Girl.
When I love, I’m a Good Girl.
When you watch me dance, you become mesmerized, but are you done after you watch?
I find your hypocrisy to be funny because you point at me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me.
You Don’t Know Me, You Don’t Know Me, So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Boy.
So, Shut Up, Shut Up.
hey, orang super rese yang keterlaluan!
gue emang gak cantik, gue tau. gue juga gak merasa dan ngaku-ngaku cantik
tapi tau apa lo tentang gue?
jaga ya omongan lo itu. lo gak tau gue
dan gue juga sama sekali gak mau, lo tau tentang gue atau gue tentang lo
not at all
jadi, tolong banget ya dijaga mulutnya itu
salam.
between scars and stories (repost dari boim)
hari ini gue mau santai-santai aja berhubung belakangan ini hidup gue gak ada santainya sama sekali
rabu malem si dado sms, minta kalo hari jumat gak ada ngumpul
katanya dia dan anak-anak mau main futsal dan udah booking lapangan
sama. gue juga males
tadi aja gue pulang jam satu lebih, pertama kalinya sejak masuk semester genap ini
sebenernya sih gara-gara gak enak badan, makanya gue cabut duluan
kalo gak pasti gue bakal ngumpul di ruangan keramat itu hahahaha
malem ini juga gue mau guling-guling aja
gak ada deh yang namanya ngedonlot undang-undang ato apalah itu
capek banget gue ngurusin kuliah *kadang gue pikir, ngapain harus kuliah sih?*
gue juga gak peduli masih ada laporan kunjungan ke kementerian perdagangan yang memanggil-manggil untuk dikerjakan
blah, sori ye, gue mau leha-leha malem ni hahahahaha
salah satu kegiatan gue saat berleha-leha adalah ngeblog. ya kayak gini
entah gue nulis ato cuma baca-baca punya orang
salah satunya baca punya boim, yang udah lama gak gue tengok gara-gara gak buka-buka blog juga *maaf im
baru sedikit, sih, tapi ada satu yang menarik banget buat gue
ada fotonya. katanya dia nemu di tembok fakultasnya. entah di gedung berapa *dan emang bener, di tembok fakultasnya banyak coretan unik. kreatif emang, beda sama di tempat gue hehehe*
tulisannya itu:
WE ALL HAVE SCARS
WE ALL HAVE STORIES
dan dia ngasih komen: like every rose has its thorn, scar surely has its story
yayayayayaya bener
kita gak pernah tau kan apa yang pernah dialami seseorang?
gue pribadi juga mikir sih, gak bijak kalo gue cuma liat orang dari covernya aja
kayak masalah facemaker itu
i still cant forget and forgive anything for what i've done before
jadi... yah, karena kita gak tau makanya jangan sok tau
iya, mungkin gue sok tau. tapi itu buat fun ato nge-jokes aja sih
selebihnya gue mulai belajar sedikit demi sedikit (gak bisa langsung karena gue bebel) dari pengalaman
siapa yang tau kan, si A pernah ngalamin apa kan?
si A juga gak tau kan, cerita gue kayak gimana? kecuali kalo dia baca blog gue hehehehe
tapi itu gak semuanya juga nyehehehe
salam!
rabu malem si dado sms, minta kalo hari jumat gak ada ngumpul
katanya dia dan anak-anak mau main futsal dan udah booking lapangan
sama. gue juga males
tadi aja gue pulang jam satu lebih, pertama kalinya sejak masuk semester genap ini
sebenernya sih gara-gara gak enak badan, makanya gue cabut duluan
kalo gak pasti gue bakal ngumpul di ruangan keramat itu hahahaha
malem ini juga gue mau guling-guling aja
gak ada deh yang namanya ngedonlot undang-undang ato apalah itu
capek banget gue ngurusin kuliah *kadang gue pikir, ngapain harus kuliah sih?*
gue juga gak peduli masih ada laporan kunjungan ke kementerian perdagangan yang memanggil-manggil untuk dikerjakan
blah, sori ye, gue mau leha-leha malem ni hahahahaha
salah satu kegiatan gue saat berleha-leha adalah ngeblog. ya kayak gini
entah gue nulis ato cuma baca-baca punya orang
salah satunya baca punya boim, yang udah lama gak gue tengok gara-gara gak buka-buka blog juga *maaf im
baru sedikit, sih, tapi ada satu yang menarik banget buat gue
ada fotonya. katanya dia nemu di tembok fakultasnya. entah di gedung berapa *dan emang bener, di tembok fakultasnya banyak coretan unik. kreatif emang, beda sama di tempat gue hehehe*
tulisannya itu:
WE ALL HAVE SCARS
WE ALL HAVE STORIES
dan dia ngasih komen: like every rose has its thorn, scar surely has its story
yayayayayaya bener
kita gak pernah tau kan apa yang pernah dialami seseorang?
gue pribadi juga mikir sih, gak bijak kalo gue cuma liat orang dari covernya aja
kayak masalah facemaker itu
i still cant forget and forgive anything for what i've done before
jadi... yah, karena kita gak tau makanya jangan sok tau
iya, mungkin gue sok tau. tapi itu buat fun ato nge-jokes aja sih
selebihnya gue mulai belajar sedikit demi sedikit (gak bisa langsung karena gue bebel) dari pengalaman
siapa yang tau kan, si A pernah ngalamin apa kan?
si A juga gak tau kan, cerita gue kayak gimana? kecuali kalo dia baca blog gue hehehehe
tapi itu gak semuanya juga nyehehehe
salam!
The Charming Tengkuk
oke, judulnya aja The Charming Tengkuk (bahasa Inggrisnya tengkuk apaan sih?), pasti ceritanya tentang tengkuk dong hehehe
tapi sebenernya ini agak (ato emang iya?) jijay gimanaaa gitu hemhem
jadi, semua berawal dari percakapan gue dan indro di kelas pada hari senin pagi, sambil mencuri-curi dari dosen kami yang kocak sekali itu (bukan mencuri barang loh yah, mencuri-curi ngobrol hehehe)
jadi si indro bilang, kalo magnetnya anak cowok itu ada di tengkuknya
gue kaga percaya, karena menurut gue ada di kakinya. maklum, abang max changmin itu long legged hehehehe
tapi indro bilang pas dia liat tengkuknya nicholas saputra yang scene bandara di AADC, dia jadi gimanaaaa gitu
yah, itu mah lain perkara. nicholas saputra gitu
coba kalo lo liat tengkuk yang lain hahahaha
tapiiii jengjengjengjeeeeeennnnngggg
sorenya gue berubah pikiran
gara-garanya gue pulang naik kereta sama indro dan dua temen gue yang seperti naik-naik ke puncak gunung: tinggi-tinggi sekali
berhubung itu udah sore, kereta penuh kan. ditambah ada dua ababil yang minta geser-geser padahal turunnya juga masih jauh. eh buset dah
akhirnya gue bergeser dan kehilangan pegangan karena ring buat pegangannya ada di atas dua ababil itu
mundurlah gue bersama dengan indro yang pegangan sama gue
gak lama, salah satu temen gue itu ikutan kegeser juga
bedanya, bukan sama ababil. tapi sama emak-emak hahahaha
dia jadi ada di depan gue
yah berhubung dia tinggi, yang keliatan sama gue ya tengkuknya itu
awalnya sih gue biasa aja. cuma merasa minder karena ni orang tinggi amat dah
tapi karena gak ada pemandangan lain dan keretanya juga penuh, yaudah deh entah dari stasiun mana (gak keliatan karena gelap) sampe depok gue cuma ngeliat tuh tengkuk
entah gue bengong ato gimanalah, yang jelas, kok gue ngerasa gimaaa ya pas liat tengkuknya itu
tengkuknya putih (yah, gak putih-putih amat sih), bersih pula, ada rambut tipisnya dikit. charming deh
jarang aja ada cowok bersih gitu kan? kakak gue aja dekil hehehehe
dan, yaudah deh. gue terjebak dengan teori tengkuk indro itu
gue akuin kalo emang ada magnet di sana hehehehe
terus, hari ini, saat gue mengakui hal itu pada epih dan indro, tu orang duduk di bagian depan
woooooo
tapi agak jauh sih, gak keliatan hahahaha
pas kelas berikutnya, atas saran epih gue duduk agak ke tengah, dari yang biasanya gue duduk di barisan paling depan bersama eka, gunyet, prito, indri dan meli
gue sama epih bingung mau di baris ke berapa. akhirnya kita ngetag dua baris (dasar gilaaaa) dan cabut beli gorengan ke kantin
pas balik ke kelas, tadaaaaaa ada tu orang di barisan yang gue tag pertama
nyehehehehehe gue sama epih pun pindah ke belakang
pas gue sama epih duduk di eblakangnya, tu orang sadar dan nanya, "kok tumben lo di belakang vit?"
eaaaa gue ngeles aja jawab hehehehehe
trus gue sama epih nyamperin eka yang lagi galau di koridor kelas deh hehehe
selama pelajaran, gue duduk di belakang dia. yah, gak pas banget sih
tapi ternyata mission failed
tengkuknya gak keliataaaaaannnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ketutupan kerah bajunya huhuhuhuhu
percuma aje dah gue sama epih cabut ke belakang gitu nguk
okeh, sekian cerita aneh gue ini
terserah mau nyebut gue pervert ato apa
tapi i have to say kalo teorinya indro bener hahahahaha
tapi ya itu, yang harus digaris bawahi adalah: gue cuma tertarik sama tengkuknya aja, bukan sama orangnya hahahahaha
*malu*
tapi sebenernya ini agak (ato emang iya?) jijay gimanaaa gitu hemhem
jadi, semua berawal dari percakapan gue dan indro di kelas pada hari senin pagi, sambil mencuri-curi dari dosen kami yang kocak sekali itu (bukan mencuri barang loh yah, mencuri-curi ngobrol hehehe)
jadi si indro bilang, kalo magnetnya anak cowok itu ada di tengkuknya
gue kaga percaya, karena menurut gue ada di kakinya. maklum, abang max changmin itu long legged hehehehe
tapi indro bilang pas dia liat tengkuknya nicholas saputra yang scene bandara di AADC, dia jadi gimanaaaa gitu
yah, itu mah lain perkara. nicholas saputra gitu
coba kalo lo liat tengkuk yang lain hahahaha
tapiiii jengjengjengjeeeeeennnnngggg
sorenya gue berubah pikiran
gara-garanya gue pulang naik kereta sama indro dan dua temen gue yang seperti naik-naik ke puncak gunung: tinggi-tinggi sekali
berhubung itu udah sore, kereta penuh kan. ditambah ada dua ababil yang minta geser-geser padahal turunnya juga masih jauh. eh buset dah
akhirnya gue bergeser dan kehilangan pegangan karena ring buat pegangannya ada di atas dua ababil itu
mundurlah gue bersama dengan indro yang pegangan sama gue
gak lama, salah satu temen gue itu ikutan kegeser juga
bedanya, bukan sama ababil. tapi sama emak-emak hahahaha
dia jadi ada di depan gue
yah berhubung dia tinggi, yang keliatan sama gue ya tengkuknya itu
awalnya sih gue biasa aja. cuma merasa minder karena ni orang tinggi amat dah
tapi karena gak ada pemandangan lain dan keretanya juga penuh, yaudah deh entah dari stasiun mana (gak keliatan karena gelap) sampe depok gue cuma ngeliat tuh tengkuk
entah gue bengong ato gimanalah, yang jelas, kok gue ngerasa gimaaa ya pas liat tengkuknya itu
tengkuknya putih (yah, gak putih-putih amat sih), bersih pula, ada rambut tipisnya dikit. charming deh
jarang aja ada cowok bersih gitu kan? kakak gue aja dekil hehehehe
dan, yaudah deh. gue terjebak dengan teori tengkuk indro itu
gue akuin kalo emang ada magnet di sana hehehehe
terus, hari ini, saat gue mengakui hal itu pada epih dan indro, tu orang duduk di bagian depan
woooooo
tapi agak jauh sih, gak keliatan hahahaha
pas kelas berikutnya, atas saran epih gue duduk agak ke tengah, dari yang biasanya gue duduk di barisan paling depan bersama eka, gunyet, prito, indri dan meli
gue sama epih bingung mau di baris ke berapa. akhirnya kita ngetag dua baris (dasar gilaaaa) dan cabut beli gorengan ke kantin
pas balik ke kelas, tadaaaaaa ada tu orang di barisan yang gue tag pertama
nyehehehehehe gue sama epih pun pindah ke belakang
pas gue sama epih duduk di eblakangnya, tu orang sadar dan nanya, "kok tumben lo di belakang vit?"
eaaaa gue ngeles aja jawab hehehehehe
trus gue sama epih nyamperin eka yang lagi galau di koridor kelas deh hehehe
selama pelajaran, gue duduk di belakang dia. yah, gak pas banget sih
tapi ternyata mission failed
tengkuknya gak keliataaaaaannnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ketutupan kerah bajunya huhuhuhuhu
percuma aje dah gue sama epih cabut ke belakang gitu nguk
okeh, sekian cerita aneh gue ini
terserah mau nyebut gue pervert ato apa
tapi i have to say kalo teorinya indro bener hahahahaha
tapi ya itu, yang harus digaris bawahi adalah: gue cuma tertarik sama tengkuknya aja, bukan sama orangnya hahahahaha
*malu*
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