At the time i had my words to be told, i lost my guts.
Fucking deep inside told me, i have to spread it all over the world whatever it is.
How do i tell the world
How do i spread it
Even i cant talk to her
Dont ask the world to me
Rabu, 27 November 2013
Jumat, 22 November 2013
home fuckin' town
have you ever felt something funny inside your belly?
have you ever seen a monkey clapping it hands?
some little weird things you wont forget and kept remembering it
i just woken up from another sleepy time i had. and i told to myself, i should tell my bestfriend that i'm at Pekanbaru. then the anxious world make me open my eyes and realized. i'm at my dorm. fuck. i said to myself. it's another fucking dream again. i am homesick. and no matter what single thing i did. makes me remembered pekanbaru.
my lovely hometown. i remember the city lights, the buildings, how is the condition when night comes, how's the cold, hot, windy, cloudy, all the fucking things.
once again, i called my bestriend name.
just small hope that i can go back to my hometown to smell the weirdness of what i felt when i left it behind.
have you ever seen a monkey clapping it hands?
some little weird things you wont forget and kept remembering it
i just woken up from another sleepy time i had. and i told to myself, i should tell my bestfriend that i'm at Pekanbaru. then the anxious world make me open my eyes and realized. i'm at my dorm. fuck. i said to myself. it's another fucking dream again. i am homesick. and no matter what single thing i did. makes me remembered pekanbaru.
my lovely hometown. i remember the city lights, the buildings, how is the condition when night comes, how's the cold, hot, windy, cloudy, all the fucking things.
once again, i called my bestriend name.
just small hope that i can go back to my hometown to smell the weirdness of what i felt when i left it behind.
Minggu, 17 November 2013
new chapter
terakhir, gue bilang ini adalah chapter baru buat gue
emang bener, karena gue sekarang berada dimana gue seharusnya berada. gue berada dimana aliran darah gue berasal.
Jogjakarta
gue memang orang Riau, dan keturunan jawa-sunda. tapi asal mulanya gue tetep Jogja.
kakek gue lahir dan besar di jogja, which is i am belong here. lempuyangan actually.
gue teringat kata-kata orang yang sedang ngerokok kretek sambil ngobrol dengan temannya ditemani secangkir kopi hitam di angkringan beberapa waktu lalu yang gue denger.
"kita semua akan kembali dimana kita seharusnya berasal, tidak dapat dipungkiri. karena apa yang telah pergi, akan kembali lagi pada tempatnya semula."
riuh sorai dan secangkir kopi
sekarang inilah gue, gue telah kembali ditempat gue berasal. semuanya akan terserah gue dan kembali pada gue apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya.
apakah gue akan pergi lagi? ataukah gue akan menetap ditempat asal gue seharusnya?
emang bener, karena gue sekarang berada dimana gue seharusnya berada. gue berada dimana aliran darah gue berasal.
Jogjakarta
gue memang orang Riau, dan keturunan jawa-sunda. tapi asal mulanya gue tetep Jogja.
kakek gue lahir dan besar di jogja, which is i am belong here. lempuyangan actually.
gue teringat kata-kata orang yang sedang ngerokok kretek sambil ngobrol dengan temannya ditemani secangkir kopi hitam di angkringan beberapa waktu lalu yang gue denger.
"kita semua akan kembali dimana kita seharusnya berasal, tidak dapat dipungkiri. karena apa yang telah pergi, akan kembali lagi pada tempatnya semula."
riuh sorai dan secangkir kopi
sekarang inilah gue, gue telah kembali ditempat gue berasal. semuanya akan terserah gue dan kembali pada gue apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya.
apakah gue akan pergi lagi? ataukah gue akan menetap ditempat asal gue seharusnya?
new page
its been a fucking long time ago since my last post
and now i try to write a new chapter of this fucking blog
after i read a couple of post i made, i realized
i wrote that things because of what i felt about her
because i dont have her right now, i will begin a new chapter of my life
in college life
in the Greatest University in Indonesia
in the place where i'm belong since my grandfather died
this is my story. in Jogja, The City of Art.
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