tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74161095164356235502012-01-28T22:46:41.572+07:00Random BlabsLove. Life. Laugh. Tears. Pain.MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.comBlogger3171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-34161677312339753052012-01-28T15:15:00.001+07:002012-01-28T22:46:41.664+07:00mommyDear Mommy,
Mom, thank you.I don’t know but I can’t find another word except that.
Mom, thank you.
Terima kasih sudah membawa saya dengan selamat dan tidak kekurangan satupun ke dunia ini. Terima kasih sudah membesarkan saya sampai saya berumur hampir seperempat abad. Terima kasih sudah menyediakan segala sesuatunya dan memberikan yang terbaik, selalu, untuk saya.
Saya bukan anakmu yang sangat MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-18979884893829825662012-01-27T13:06:00.000+07:002012-01-27T13:06:03.320+07:00the unsent letter<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]>
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-57579096781452115272012-01-21T18:35:00.001+07:002012-01-21T18:41:12.083+07:00my chérieDear Sherry,
Let assume this email as a Lunar New Year card with some lanterns, dragons, oranges in a red and gold colour :p
Well, how to open this letter, should I say: hi, how are you or I can just hit you now? *smirk*This is the eighth day and I don’t have any idea to write a letter, especially the receiver, but actually I really want to say a lot of things to you.
Sher, Maybe 2011 isn’t the MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-53815040190817590542012-01-20T16:00:00.002+07:002012-01-20T19:28:42.224+07:00cepat pulang, sayangThank you for always being here, beside me, when I’m up and especially when I’m down.
Kapan pertama kali kita kenal?Sudah lima belas tahun lebih bukan?Apa yang kita bangun lima belas tahun lalu, apa yang kita rencanakan dan rekatkan sejak lima belas tahun lalu, apa yang tersisa kini?
Pertemanan lima belas tahun lalu, yang tersisa hanya kita berdua. Sedih tidak?
Saya yang banyak melakukan MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-10545829926281615062012-01-19T22:40:00.001+07:002012-01-19T22:45:46.705+07:00Pernah … ?Kau pernah mengucapkan sesuatu kepadaku dengan tersenyum, tetapi dengan tidak jujur.
Kau pernah memelukku dengan erat, tapi ketika itu bukan aku yang kau ingat.
kau pernah menciumku sampai aku terbangun, namun kau juga pernah mengingat dirinya, sampai kau tertidur.
Kau pernah menyisipkan namaku sebagai nama emailmu, namun kau menggunakan namanya, sebagai passwordnya.
kau pernah mengajakku makan MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-7254405521385962572012-01-19T10:49:00.000+07:002012-01-19T10:49:48.522+07:00246<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]>
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-92208242120062668132012-01-18T12:05:00.003+07:002012-01-18T12:08:07.361+07:00500 Days of SummerThis is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story.
(500) Days of Summer is a 2009 comedy drama film. It was written by Scott Neustadter and Michael H. Weber, directed by Marc Webb, produced by Mark Waters, and stars Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Zooey Deschanel. The film employs a nonlinear narrative structure, with the story based upon its male protagonist and MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-83854660600386145942012-01-18T11:05:00.000+07:002012-01-18T11:05:17.859+07:00Saya membencimu. Titik.<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4ptMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-73517891612263035292012-01-16T10:48:00.000+07:002012-01-16T10:48:11.329+07:00Lima belas tahun kita<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]>
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-35073198750385239962012-01-15T15:27:00.000+07:002012-01-15T15:27:09.691+07:00Jangan lama - lama, Sayang...<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-84488812845862389992012-01-13T19:42:00.001+07:002012-01-13T19:47:03.035+07:00The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved
Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am
Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do
How can I move on when I've been in love MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-61907694451818792642012-01-12T23:32:00.001+07:002012-01-12T23:37:48.125+07:0021 April 201121 April 2011. Hari itu adalah hari terakhir kita bertemu dan menghabiskan malam bersama.Hari itu adalah hari terakhir kamu benar – benar bicara dan memeluk saya.Hari itu adalah hari terakhir saya benar – benar merasa kamu sayang dengan saya.
21 April 2011. Dan itu sudah lewat hampir sembilan bulan yang lalu.
Dan hari ini, setelah puluhan hari terlewat dengan saya hanya bisa memandang kamu dari MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-16642440839150140492012-01-12T15:19:00.002+07:002012-01-12T20:40:57.425+07:00after monthsAfter months...
Yes, after last time we met, it's been months ago...
How are you?
You look more 'fresh' now
After months...
And you can still successfully make me chills and shivering
How could you?
Btw, should I greet you 'welcome home'?
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-75827415997243757052012-01-06T22:23:00.000+07:002012-01-06T22:23:46.296+07:00FakeWhat do i look for?
I don't know...
Sometimes i feel alone, no, it's not sometimes. But most of all the time, i feel alone.
I don't want to cry anymore, not now.
I promise myself, I promise to my heart, no more tears, no more pain, no more hurts.
And I'm trying to do my best.
I'm trying to do my best to my family, and I don't know if it's enough.
I'm trying to give my best to my friends, and I MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-81088758592708044552012-01-01T12:39:00.000+07:002012-01-01T12:39:10.625+07:00Happy New Year 2012!Another rainy day, cloudy and cold. not the same cup, but it still the same coffee. Me, from the bottom of my heart, wanna wish and pray for all of you, who read this or not... and i just can tell you this:
New Year 2012 is knocking the door
and you can celebrate it in the way you like.12 months have passed, and another 12 will come,
Happy New Year to you,
And when the new year’s done,
May the MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-87815124610734155702011-12-29T10:14:00.000+07:002011-12-29T10:14:30.274+07:00"2011"<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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Don’t say a hello to me.
Don’t try to figure me out.
Don’t try to give any of your hope to me, even just a piece of.
I’m not ready yet. I haven’t ready yet.
Don’t come!
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-68453345420351409662011-12-24T19:20:00.000+07:002011-12-24T19:20:32.942+07:00Merry Christmas!With a cup of coffee and the hard rain outside, i just wanna say this to all of you:
I am dreaming of white Christmas ,With every Christmas card i write,May your days be merry and bright,And May all your Christmases be white.Merry Christmas!
May this Christmas bring Peace and Joy for All.Happy Christmas
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-76596624186256986152011-12-19T12:43:00.001+07:002011-12-19T12:43:58.079+07:00wordsGrudges are a waste of perfect happiness.
Laugh when you can,
apologize when you should,
and let go of what you can't change.
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-75302684060086601222011-12-16T12:37:00.001+07:002011-12-16T12:37:33.195+07:0016 Desember 2011<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-59934392396520843412011-12-14T20:02:00.000+07:002011-12-16T12:38:49.966+07:00I love you
I love this place.
It becomes the special place that makes me always come back in any of mood that I have.
this is my escape, my diary, my journal, my rubbish bin, or anything i can tell.
And when i always come back to this place, seeing all the posts that I've written, it really surprise me.
I change. People around me change.
Time flies, sometimes too fast until I can't remember it well.
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-10766191977913760222011-12-14T11:40:00.000+07:002011-12-14T19:33:31.330+07:00where are we?Where are we?
Ahh… we are in the middle of December, eleven days to Christmas and seventeen days to the New Year.
What have you prepared?
Which one do you like, Christmas or New Year?
I love Christmas.
I love the cookies smell, I love the euphoria, I love the children choir voice, I love the Christmas tree, I love the songs, and it totally means the holiday, right?
What about the New Year?
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-30981956822064220682011-12-14T11:13:00.002+07:002011-12-14T19:38:36.887+07:00The Kitchen MusicalThe Kitchen Musical is a Singaporean musical drama television series developed for ntv7. The series premiered on October 2011 in 19 countries across Asia and Europe. The show features a pool of actors, both veteran and new faces from around the region. The 13 one-hour episodes centers around good food and wine, with each episode featuring re-arranged and re-recorded popular hits accompanied by MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-24006981827519495272011-12-12T12:42:00.001+07:002011-12-12T12:45:12.018+07:00decisionI don’t know what will happen to me on the next 10 days.
I’ve chosen to quit from this place, there are a lot of emotions on that decision.
And until this time I don’t have any regret at all, I hope it last until the last.
One day I will miss these hectic days, maybe.
One day I will miss these spare times, maybe.
One day I will miss some of people here, maybe.
One day I will miss this place, MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-11877702063708822732011-12-08T20:43:00.002+07:002012-01-17T21:25:02.230+07:00One day
One Day... Twenty years. Two people.
'One Day' is an adaptation of the best-selling novel by David Nicholls, “One Day” charts an extraordinary relationship.
Emma (Academy Award nominee Anne Hathaway) and Dexter (Jim Sturgess) meet on the night of their college graduation – July 15th, 1988.
She is a working-class girl of principle and ambition who dreams of making the world a better place. MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-2048558691731754802011-12-07T12:53:00.001+07:002011-12-07T12:55:11.683+07:00a little more time<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Kamu yang berjalan denganku, mendadak berhenti di persimpangan, diantara masa lalumu dan aku, masa kinimu.
Kamu yang melepas genggaman tangan aku, aku yang berdiri kebingungan melihat kamu menjaga jarak.
Kamu yang diam dan tidak menegurku sama sekali, berbelok ke arah masa lalumu, dan aku, masih disini diam memperhatikan langkahmu.
Aku tidak marah, aku tidak membencimu. Aku hanya kecewa.
Aku MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-27559707842435716392011-12-06T21:54:00.000+07:002011-12-06T21:54:36.647+07:00Tentang kita
I never thought that we’re gonna be like this, even today, I still can’t believe it. Thank you for coming to my life, thank you for not giving up with my acts to you, and of course thank you for giving me a chance to feel it again. Kita sama-sama ada dibatas masa lalu yang belum terlepas 100 persen. Kamu dengan cerita kamu sendiri. Aku dengan cerita aku sendiri.Kamu dengan kesalahan dan (MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-63359245085693043402011-12-05T18:43:00.000+07:002011-12-05T18:43:10.098+07:00i miss you badly...<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-43416930586467720872011-11-30T12:19:00.001+07:002011-11-30T19:14:54.893+07:00heartDear heart,I’m sorry for all the mess. I’m trying to forgive him; I’m trying to forgive myself. I’m trying for not blaming myself over and over.I’m sorry for all the tears. I’m sorry because you still bleed until today.
You’ll be okay one day, I promise. Just keep strong, keep standing up for me.And please, don’t have any regret.MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-41034316380575283042011-11-30T12:14:00.000+07:002011-11-30T12:14:08.748+07:00i wish...<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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What do you feel right now?Are you happy?Are you sad?Do you have any time to have fun?
Do you remember the last time you sang a song and dance together with your friend?Do you remember the last time you went to the restaurant or any food court and ate everything you want?Do you remember the last time you had a chat MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-10030624132873635512011-11-21T09:34:00.000+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.756+07:00Dear Uncle...<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4ptMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-8977726691302989112011-11-18T11:18:00.001+07:002011-11-18T21:33:26.427+07:00i miss you, much..It's so funny..
When you're talking with someone, and he always successfully makes you smile and laugh between the chat.
But when you heard about the another, and he always makes you sad and hurt your feeling.
And behind all that sad and hurt feeling, you can still miss - think - and even wanna see him.
Sounds so funny right?
So, which one that you love actually? Anyone knows?
Memories...
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-73240995854488339402011-11-15T20:49:00.000+07:002011-11-15T20:49:35.628+07:00bitter sweetWe are still in the middle of November.
What you've got for almost this 11 months?
What you've had?
What you've lost?
We are still in the middle of November.
But i have got much.
I learn - lost - got a lot.
But i don't think that i have given a lot too.
We are still in the middle of November.
Maybe i can call this year as my 'bitter sweet' year?
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-54501785963389798682011-11-13T09:38:00.000+07:002011-11-13T09:38:30.213+07:00hug me tight<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-57098928026608685562011-11-11T14:18:00.000+07:002011-11-11T14:18:25.267+07:0011.11.11<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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Do you know how it feels when your body and mind can’t connect properly?I don’t know what happen to me actually, but I feel so exhausted this nowadays.
No matter how long I sleep, I still feel tired when I wake up.Having a bad mood for all day, especially when I am at the office. Don’t have any mood to do my tasks, having no patient at all to face people, and I look that everything isn’t in a MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-44878886419523423852011-11-07T14:36:00.000+07:002011-11-07T14:36:37.251+07:00a little bit stronger<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4ptMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-73465096519620646542011-11-04T12:24:00.001+07:002011-11-07T14:40:23.810+07:0011 Painful Things11 painful things:
Bringing back the feeling you’ve learned to forget
Reminiscing the good times
Trying to hide what you really feel
Loving someone who loves another
Having a commitment with someone you know would not last
Shielding your heart to love somebody
Loving a person too much
Right love at the wrong time
Taking a risk to fall in love again
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-59656665614740697632011-10-30T13:25:00.001+07:002011-10-30T22:09:06.695+07:00Run, October!I don't know why, but i think this month is running slowly than the others.
Too much happen. Totally full of emotion.
Shocked stories and news. Hectic jobs and busy time everyday. Exhausted body and mind. Some of illness cause of the tired body and lack of sleeping time. Low blood pressure.
Random weird dreams. a little time for me and family and friends. and the same old stories about the past.MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-61200552103705718622011-10-28T20:04:00.000+07:002011-10-28T20:04:01.433+07:00I forgive you<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-70830702403584840532011-10-28T19:21:00.000+07:002011-10-28T19:21:09.698+07:00Abang Kodok<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-12842167752682082502011-10-20T18:46:00.000+07:002011-10-20T18:46:54.030+07:00I'm asking myself
I asked myself: what are you looking for anymore, Mey?
and then she answered: I don't know.
I asked myself again: what are you worrying, Mey?
and then she answered: Too much
I asked myself again: why do you still keep him in your mind, how can you still cry for that guy, how can you still worry about him, Mey?
and then she answered: i don't know.
and the last, i asked myself again: do you MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-64379187563581765502011-10-19T22:00:00.000+07:002011-10-19T22:00:44.638+07:00unbelievable<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-86194884462602607992011-10-19T21:53:00.001+07:002011-10-20T09:43:32.425+07:00I'm Sorry...
Dear you…I’m sorry because my decision. But it’s better for you, for us. I’m really sorry for my acts to you. But believe me, it’s good for you. I did it because I thought about you; it’s not all about me.
Yes, you’re a good guy; I believe you’re a nice guy. You can blame on me for all of these craps, but don’t blame him. It’s not totally his fault. I take a part for all of that craps too.
OneMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-25557420309490250482011-10-14T22:04:00.001+07:002011-10-18T22:39:42.809+07:00Reason...???
Everything happens for a reason.
A real reason or just an excuse for your stupidity? *sigh*
I often think that it's all my fault. I did something wrong until we end up like this. But I don't know what's that.
I still feel clueless. I still feel mess. But I have to move on. My life should go on,no matter what happen, time wouldn't wait or even stop for me.
Did I do something wrong?
Did I MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-36161556911192998352011-10-13T19:47:00.001+07:002011-10-13T19:52:17.048+07:00where are you...?Where are you?
I'm worry about you... are you ok?
You always like this, disappear whenever you have this things happen to you...
Call me or text me or anything you want to do whenever you want to come back. Please tell me something, i know you're not ok, i know how's your feeling...
There's me, always be here, to listen all your silly story, to listen all your dramas, to just keep silent MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-37715292963744248542011-09-21T12:33:00.000+07:002011-09-21T12:33:13.488+07:00Happy birthday!Dear you,
Happy birthday!
Just stop making the same mistakes over and over. Stop playing.
I hope you'll find and get the truths, soon.
I love you...
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-50923174291914055692011-09-16T12:03:00.000+07:002011-09-16T12:03:39.124+07:005th monthDear you, happy 5th month anniversary.
I hope there's no us. and i hope i don't love you that much.
Dear you, happy 5th month anniversary.
I love you, still.MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-88178734021781627632011-09-15T23:01:00.003+07:002011-09-15T23:21:55.926+07:00Where's my fault...?
“…Plus think about it, why wouldn't he see her again? And he insisted he doesn't want anything to do with her while she insisted she wants to see him… FYI, he's not that kind of guy who would hit and run.. He always and I mean ALWAYS wants to talk things out and finishes everything especially with his girlfriends… even if it could get really ugly… Don't you see how weird that is? How opposite MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-68603469995016056452011-09-15T22:56:00.002+07:002011-09-15T23:24:43.593+07:00WordsI don’t know why, but knowing someone’s wrong for you, why it doesn’t change the way you feel about them? They say time heal wounds, so please tell me why am I still thinking about you after so long…?
I miss you and everything we used to do together. I miss us. But I do wish I could go back to the day I met you and just walk away. Because honestly, it would’ve saved me so much hurt and pain.
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-19085803913617670192011-09-15T22:43:00.001+07:002011-09-15T22:43:56.055+07:00Dear HujanDear Hujan,Kapan kamu datang? Aku kangen kamu…
Iya Hujan, aku kangen sama kamu.Aku kangen dengan baumu, aku kangen dengan suaramu. Aku kangen dengan keberadaan kamu.Karena ketika ada kamu, aku bisa mengingatnya dengan sangat baik.Karena ketika ada kamu, aku bisa menangis mengenang dia sesuka aku, tanpa ketahuan siapapun.
Hujan, bisakah aku meminta tolong?Tolong bilang dengannya, aku kangen sama MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-77628956158892826412011-09-06T08:18:00.002+07:002011-09-15T23:25:42.918+07:00One hundred and fifty days
One hundred and fifty days.Today is our 5th month since we met. Do you remember?I know you don’t.
What if…Yes, that question still run in my head until now.What if this…what if that…
And, what if we meet again, what would you do? What should I do?
And what if we still together, it should be our 5th month anniversary, right?Yeah, it will happen if you can remember all the things you said to me.
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-4376638971070802182011-06-16T21:34:00.003+07:002011-06-16T21:58:43.761+07:00QuitSaya lelah.
sejak pertama saya sudah tahu kalau saya tidak sekuat itu untuk berdiri sendiri. Tapi saya juga tahu, saya tidak bisa berpegang dengan siapapun kecuali diri saya sendiri.
Saya malu. Saya malu dengan teman-teman saya jika saya harus membagi rasa ini.
Jadi, hari ini saya memutuskan. Saya berhenti.
Saya berhenti bercerita. Saya berhenti menulis. Saya berhenti berbicara tentang hati. MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-7068475632482139802011-06-06T12:22:00.009+07:002011-09-14T22:01:49.795+07:00What if...
Hari ini, hari keenam puluh satu.Hari keenam puluh satu sejak pertama kali ada sapaan ‘hai’ dari kamu.Bingungkah kamu kenapa aku masih mengingatnya dengan jelas? Anehkah aku karena masih dengan tepat bisa menghitungnya?
Jangan terlalu aneh, bukan karena aku masih sangat menyayangimu ataupun karena aku masih terlalu sangat memikirkanmu. Salahkan memoriku, karena didalam salah satu sel otakku, akuMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-64354073497765814322011-06-03T15:30:00.001+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.756+07:00How are you Uncle?
How are you now, Uncle?
I miss the moment when I still in love with you.I miss our conversation. I miss your joke. I miss your laugh. I miss your silly words. I miss your acts when I flirt with you.
I just miss all the things about you.
And the big thing is I miss the old me, who can feel falling in love without having any expectations.You totally teach me how to love someone, how to adore MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-45369101646270698962011-05-24T15:50:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:02:59.746+07:00How grateful I am!
This is a grateful year.I have no reason to have any complaint or regret for anything.This is an awesome year with a great family, a great besties, and great experiences.
Love, laugh, cry, and pain.Between finding and losing someone or something.
Thank you universe for loving me with this way.
I’ve been got my early birthday gift from God; we all know that experience is a good teacher. And it’s MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-57336582330957330292011-05-17T11:29:00.003+07:002011-05-18T13:18:10.468+07:00Hello 24!Beberapa hari lagi dan aku akan sampai di hari dimana umur aku bertambah.Banyak yang terjadi dalam satu tahun ini.Kebahagiaan dan kesedihan. Kekecewaan dan keikhlasan. Menemukan dan kehilangan.Semuanya bercampur, dalam waktu bersamaan ataupun tidak.
Aku tidak terlalu ingat siapa saja yang datang dan pergi, baik yang sesaat maupun yang tinggal sampai detik ini. Menjadi teman yang sesekali bertegurMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-66044623440489283182011-05-02T11:09:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:08:03.293+07:00That should be me...That should be me holding your hand
That should be me making you laugh
That should be me this is so sad
That should be me feeling your kiss
That should be me buying you gifts
This is so wrong
I can't go on
'Till you believe
That that should be me
That should be me - Justin Bieber
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-6131459989601356842011-04-26T12:46:00.000+07:002011-12-08T21:03:27.150+07:00Film: Tanda Tanya (?)It's the latest film that i saw at the cinema, Indonesian Movie, and it's amazing cause i want to see Indonesian Movie.
I'm sorry, but most of Indonesian Movies are just about some of crap horror porn-film-wanna-be or mellow drama ngga jelas.
But this one, a RECOMMEND movie from Hanung Bramantyo, and this's the synopsis:
Masih Pentingkah Kita Berbeda? Inilah tagline film terbaru Hanung BramantyoMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-38347087072400628602011-04-09T12:04:00.000+07:002011-04-09T12:04:18.274+07:00Numb
I’m not a superwoman, who can always get up without any hurt after the fight. And if we talk all about the heart-things, how can you think that I’m going to be fine after I hurt it again?
This's going to be my last, a simple goodbye for your simple hello, being a numb is my answer if you asked again.
It has been decided. And I’m not going to change it.
No hello anymore, especially from me. And MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-10414707084722027062011-04-08T14:59:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:08:15.362+07:00The clumsy one
Some people were just not meant to be together.
It’s not about the uncle things anymore, I’ve been change the sheet and leave him behind, and that curiosity has found the answer. And I never regret to do that or even know him.
And this story is about him, another nice guy, the uncommunicative and almost like the clumsy one for me, I hope it’s not just about the same curiosities like before, MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-28061859856080525962011-04-06T12:16:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:10:36.010+07:00Do you want me...or not?
Your heart always knows better than yourself, when you are needed or not.
You always know better than everyone, if s/he wants you or not…Listen to your heart carefully, and you’ll find the answer that makes you surprised.
There’s no one will know its better than you that you’re wanted or not.MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-62767113462191234532011-04-06T09:20:00.000+07:002011-04-06T09:20:45.265+07:00Our Father...<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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Raja Ampat Islands is located off the northwest tip of Bird's Head Peninsula on the island of New Guinea, in Indonesia's West Papua province, Raja Ampat, or the Four Kings, is an archipelago comprising overMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-38018100949763813912011-03-31T12:19:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:10:18.793+07:00DivortiareThis book is one of my fave-books, almost like another perfect harlequin wanna be actually except its ending which unpredictable for me.
and this is the synopsis.
Commitment is a funny thing, you know? It`s almost like getting a tattoo. You think and you think and you think and you think before you get one. And once you get one, it sticks to you hard and deep.
`Jadi lebih penting punya Furla MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-43305613011848651652011-03-29T15:15:00.001+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.757+07:00After 48 hours...After 48 hours, or more…Ya, baru lebih dari empat-puluh-delapan jam. Dan masa berkabung sudah selesai.Tadinya saya memberikan kelonggaran batas waktu sampai enam hari, padahal biasanya saya hanya mengijinkan sampai tiga hari.Tapi ketika malam kedua, saya tahu kalau saya sudah tidak punya apa-apa lagi untuk diratapi.
Kamu dan saya, bukan kita. Kamu dan hidupmu, tidak pernah sekalipun saya ada di MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-84256695898214622882011-03-28T09:19:00.000+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.757+07:00365 days
Ini bukan sebuah kebanggaan, dan saya semakin hari semakin meragukan semua jenis hal dan perasaan yang berlarian di pikiran saya tentang dia, adalah benar merupakan bagian dari perasaan itu.
56 days before going to be 24 years old, yes I count it last night, and I hope the number is right.Dan dalam 56 hari itu, saya ngga mau menjadikan dia sebagai penghuni tetap di otak saya selama 365 hari. MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-66492440753950748362011-03-21T13:22:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:21:01.034+07:00Selamat jatuh cinta, sayangDia itu lelaki yang tampan. Dia adalah lelaki ramah dengan senyum yang, ya dengan terpaksa saya akui, mampu meluluh-lantakkan hati perempuan manapun yang tidak kuat iman. Lesung pipinya menambah satu poin plus untuk dia, dan dia cerdas.Dari sebuah obrolan singkat yang kemudian berlanjut menjadi obrolan-obrolan panjang sampai tengah malam, dan sesekali hingga lewat pagi.Dari sebuah pertanyaan apa MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-69983143386954547852011-03-19T21:39:00.000+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.758+07:00Dreaming with a broken heart
When you dreaming with a broken heart
the waking up is the hardest part
- John Mayer -MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-10170241783918394682011-03-16T15:45:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:21:30.706+07:00SeparatedAku yang berhenti menyapa, kamu yang berhenti bertanya.Ada beberapa hal dan kejadian,dan perbincangan panjang yang tidak pernah tersebut dan terungkap sama sekali.Seperti sebuah rahasia, perbincangan itu, sama-sama kita simpan dan membiarkannya bergolak dengan pikiran kita masing-masing.Terkadang saya bingung, mana yang memang kamu tanyakan, mana yang hanya sebuah rentetan pertanyaan yang MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-90971315412311186902011-03-15T10:18:00.003+07:002011-09-14T22:21:27.589+07:00Evaluate meSome of people always try to evaluate their life, but sometimes, they act like they are the angels, and others are the devil, so they can easily and sinless to evaluate your life too.
Mungkin udah kodratnya kali ya, setiap orang akan menilai kehidupan orang lain lebih pintar daripada menilai kehidupan mereka sendiri. Seperti apa kata pepatah itu, semut diseberang lautan kelihatan tapi kalau gajahMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-62762098436958973402011-03-13T11:13:00.002+07:002011-12-08T21:03:27.154+07:00The Red Riding HoodSo this is the new movie from the director of Twilight, that fairy tale is called as "Little Red Cap"
Director: Catherine Hardwicke
Writer: David JohnsonStars: Amanda Seyfried, Lukas Haas and Gary Oldman
Set in a medieval village that is haunted by a werewolf, a young girl falls for an orphaned woodcutter, much to her family's displeasure
Valerie (Seyfried) is a beautiful young woman MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-65715366147753779152011-03-13T11:10:00.001+07:002011-03-13T11:24:17.697+07:00Johny Deppwho's not gonna fall in love with this lovely-handsome guy
John Christopher Depp II
9 Juni 1963 Owensboro, Kentucky, Amerika Serikat Tinggi 5 ft 10 in / 1.78 m
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-18345010193715184522011-03-05T11:28:00.001+07:002011-03-07T09:17:50.472+07:00what do you call it, dude?I'm just a little skeptic lady, who can't believe in a guy more than a minute.
i don't have any thoughts about married life and a family with one or two children in my head.
i don't have it all that "sweet and lovely" dream in my day and night, like other girls want.
Not all, until i see you,
and after all this time, i just can see you as a family, as a house, as a happiness, and as that dream MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-48356201337676453522011-03-03T21:31:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:23:05.546+07:00surat (untuk) cintaUntuk satu kata yang sering mereka sebut dengan ungkapan cinta.
Berhentilah disana, aku mohon. Aku sedang kelelahan.Isi kepalaku sudah kepenuhan dan penat.Hatiku pun sudah kelelahan mencari dan mengikuti jejakmu, aku lelah berjalan disampingmu, apalagi jika aku harus berlari mengejarmu.
Kamu yang datang, menawarkan sesuatu yang manis, berhenti lama di titik kebahagiaan, tapi kemudian pergi tanpa MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-9642718784160499402011-03-02T23:54:00.001+07:002011-03-05T11:04:46.494+07:00Books: Historical Romance from Julia QuinnBolak-balik ke toko buku dan selalu ngeliat buku-buku ini tapi terus selalu dibalikin, dan yang ada kepikiran sampe sekarang.
So, here they are, the historical romantic series from Julia Quinn, there are 8 books of Bridgeton's series:
Books #1 Historical Romance: The Duke and I (Aku dan Sang Duke)
Adakah tantangan yang lebih besar bagi para Ibu Ambisius London selain duke yang masih lajang?
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-71217149797935302572011-02-28T23:27:00.000+07:002011-02-28T23:27:08.967+07:0083rd Academy Award Oscar 2011Setelah tadi pagi (waktu Indonesia), usai sudah gegap gempita acara penghargaan 83rd Academy Awards Oscar 2011 yang diadakan di Kodak Theatre pada tanggal 27 februari 2011,minggu malam waktu setempat,and so here they are the winner that luckiest get the trophy
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONEMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-24489672955582625822011-02-27T14:29:00.001+07:002011-02-28T23:37:18.736+07:00You + Me = USrasanya melelahkan jika terus-terusan kita seperti ini.
Tidak, bukan kita. tapi saya.
Terima kasih. dan saya hari ini, memutuskan menutup pintu untuk cerita kita. karena terpaku lama, banyak dari mereka yang tidak saya hiraukan. dan jangan sampai saya menyesali semua itu nanti.
jadi sekarang, saya akan melepaskan hati saya yang terpaku lama dengan kamu.
biarkan kita dan semua cerita itu menjadiMeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-31090766782050984352011-02-27T14:14:00.002+07:002011-09-14T22:30:45.603+07:00Books of the weekActually uda selesai semuanya dari minggu kemaren, cuma lupa aja mau update :DJadi saya tiba-tiba kangen pengen baca novel minggu kemaren, dan mendadak khilaf dan menggila di toko buku, and I’ve got these:
Sapa bilang nikah itu enak? By. Tria BBuku lama sih sebenernya, kemaren gara-gara buka blog temen, baca postingan lama dia, dan katanya sih bagus, tapi ternyata (kalo buat saya ya) not really MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-34114696295158380352011-02-23T18:22:00.000+07:002011-11-23T11:49:55.882+07:00roller coasterberulang kali jatuh cinta dan patah hati dengan lelaki yang sama.
bodoh?
am i always being this roller coaster? i don't care, that i know just that i love you, till this day, maybe.
MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-59166647543438354992011-02-19T13:01:00.001+07:002011-11-23T11:49:55.883+07:00Lost in you"Falls always make you hurt and weak.No excuses for fall in love."
It’s like a mood-swing.And when I’m looking at you, I don’t know where you are actually
When this curiosity becoming a feeling for you, then I’m gonna be trapped and hurt.So, the best thing that I can do is just one, leaving all behind and closing it all, again.
Cause I don’t want to lost in you, and in all of this damn-feeling MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-70438717229041741032011-02-16T12:38:00.000+07:002011-02-16T12:38:04.692+07:00on my way, for you<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]>
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-43037218547918577642011-02-15T11:34:00.003+07:002011-02-15T12:57:16.789+07:00For my amazing girls :*
Jangan tanya saya, kapan pertama kali kenal kedua orang ini.Saya ngga ingat. Maafkan saya, tapi sayangnya otak saya memang ngga punya saraf daya pengingat yang kencang.
Tapi jangan tanya saya, apa arti mereka untuk saya.Kami tidak pernah bertemu. Tapi kami sering mengobrol. Beberapa kali sms panjang, hampir setiap hari chatting bareng, dan sesekali mengumpul MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-69773676016722375102011-02-13T17:53:00.002+07:002011-02-13T18:01:59.059+07:00kopi (cinta) instant
Apa yang kamu suka dari secangkir kopi?
Seseorang yang saya kenal menanyakan hal itu ketika dia tahu, saya harus minum secangkir kopi setiap pagi, dan apalagi ketika dia tahu, ketika saya penat, pelarian saya adalah (tetap) secangkir kopi.
Jika ingin melihat tingkat kestress’an saya, cukup lihat atau tanya, sudah berapa MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-67280975259828387082011-02-13T17:49:00.001+07:002011-02-13T18:03:13.246+07:00Untuk Pacar kesayangan
Dia adalah pacar kesayangan saya.
Dia adalah teman baik saya yang selalu penuh dengan logika dan selalu membantu membalikkan letak otak saya yang suka aneh dan ajaib jika tertukar tempat dengan hati saya.
Teman terbaik dikala saya butuh teman ngopi dan berburu makanan.
Teman terbaik dikala ingin menghabiskan jatah jajan satu MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-71723665447335369092011-02-11T09:29:00.000+07:002011-02-11T09:29:32.573+07:00NOT in love with youBagaimana caranya buat bilang sama kamu
Bagaimana caranya kasih tahu kamu soal semua ini
Saya hampir ngga tahan
Dan saya juga ngga mau dibilang sombong, kejam, apalagi kalau kemudian saya jadi kena karma
Hanya saja, saya lelah…
Menjadi baik itu terkadang terlalu melelahkan memang
Dan maaf kalau kemudian saya menjadi sedikit kejam dengan mengacuhkanmu, saya hanya tidak ingin menyakiti seseorang MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-72172425579736903262011-02-01T15:38:00.001+07:002011-02-01T15:38:50.278+07:00aku takut mati Tuhan!
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MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-35042645992272574362011-01-24T23:01:00.001+07:002011-01-24T23:16:34.866+07:00see and love mewhen your past is still being your number one, when your 7 years memories are still reminding you. and when you left your emotional level there...why can't you see me, and let us having another chance again,can you...??MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-76068761961846590002011-01-19T14:31:00.000+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.758+07:00Uncle!Untuk kamu, yang semalam hadir di sela-sela kenyenyakan tidur saya.
Uncle, kamu apa kabar?
Sebenarnya saya ngga suka dengan surat ini, lebih tepatnya saya ngga suka dengan orang yang saya tuju dari surat ini.
Uncle, semalam saya memimpikan kamu. Lagi.
Kamu tahu kan, saya paling ngga suka memimpikan orang yang saya sayang, karena itu berarti saya (pasti) akan kehilangan dia.
Tapi terkecuali MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-73629394580755891522011-01-17T19:13:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:39:05.803+07:00setjangkir kopi
Kamu, seperti secangkir kopi di pagi hari.Kental. Hangat. Menyegarkan. Dan tidak pernah bisa untuk dilewati.
Kamu, seperti secangkir kopi di pagi hari.Terbiasa. Terbiasa untuk selalu diminum setiap hari.
Kamu, seperti secangkir kopi di pagi hari.Terlupakan bagaimana caranya menikmati dirimu.Tertutupi oleh rutinitas dan sibuknya pagi hari.
Kamu, seperti MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-32677954552025664842011-01-17T08:22:00.003+07:002011-11-23T11:44:00.759+07:00Lelaki 17 Mei
Untuk lelaki 17 Mei-ku.Kamu apa kabar? Lama kita ngga pernah bertemu. Apa ada yang berubah dari kamu?Saya baru tahu kamu sekarang sudah ngga di kota ini. Saya baru tahu kemarin.
Kamu sekarang sudah semakin jauh. Saya akan jadi tambah susah melihat kamu. Dan entah kenapa, justru di saat udah seperti ini, saya malah jadi kangen sama kamu.
Lelaki 17 mei-ku.Apa kamu baik-baik saja disana? Kamu MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416109516435623550.post-26347543769731312142011-01-15T08:20:00.001+07:002011-09-14T22:45:46.790+07:00lelaki 10 tahun lalu..Kamu lelaki pertama yang mengenalkan saya pada satu perasaan aneh tentang seseorang.Kamu lelaki pertama yang mengenalkan saya pada satu perasaan dimana saya tidak bisa membuat kamu keluar dari otak saya.kamu lelaki pertama yang membuat saya menangis karena seseorang yang lain.Kamu lelaki pertama yang membuat saya merasakan kecewa, dan katanya itu adalah perasaan patah hati.Kamu adalah lelaki MeYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173993838021587733noreply@blogger.com0