half past one a.m & awake

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sun almost bring up monday back and took my weekend away. if days could understand how lovely weekends trully are.
want to know something? I haven't done my task. I simply repel school. oh wait, I'm exaggerating things up.
It was not that bad, it's just... something obviously better and more fun compare with, uh, school.

I thought writing about a theory was a lot better than writes what happened in a day. I don't think anybody would care with someone else's day. and what's going on in it. not if you are a role model for someone.
see? I blabbered a lot.
Excuse me.

Saturday has finally arrived, I went on with the plans that had been schedule since two days before. It started with a plain routines. Sun could not be more hot, it was way hotter than Gerrard Butler's beard. More than Ryan Reynolds' abs. More than John Callaghar's jawbones. More than Sykes' hair. More than Barakat's eyebrows.
As day went late, there was a match that need to be seen. A baseball match. Outdoor field. But the best part of that day was Blues Festival.
There were four stage. Green, Red, Black and Blue.
My favorite was Blue stage. Er, wait, I forgot. It was Blue if I'm not mistaken.
Istora Senayan has confessed an awesome blues festivals.
A lot of foreigners, which made my guilty pleasure complete.
I enjoyed watch musician performed live.
I feel belong.
with all the guitars and bass. Loud drums. and A well done vocals. it was just epic.
Best performance goes to Endah n Rhesa. Damn, I could feel the heat. Romance heat. and it was painful. Believe me ;)
it ends one hour before midnight

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I'm in Love.

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meet Jack.

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when I need light can you give me one?

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when I need light can you give me one?

So I pulled up the curtain, Letting the limited light coming in, though it almost dusk. When my finger weren't here pushing the keyboard, My mind was screaming out loud to put my idea here. But when I re-thinking what was I thinking lately, I simply forgot. I don't know why. I ask my self what's on my mind. I forgot. Does that mean I.. did not think about anything? No, it can't be. I'm just running my self out of the track. Trying to.. do something else.
I kept playing the same song endlessly. No harm intended so, just my ears became subjective.
I just repel any drums, I just want to hear the guitar. and a voice. Singing one beautiful song dedicated for someone, dearest one. So I can hear the vocalist sing from his heart. That's the song I've been listening these past two days.
I am afraid to type something leads the thought to a clarity that public should not know, something about heart and a feeling. I know why sometimes people doesn't want to have a feeling. Yes, that would be the easiest complain for immature person. I was not judging anybody, to be honest though, sometimes I feel that quite strong. And I was no telling the crowd that I am mature. No, I'm still on my way.
I roughly waited for my cell phone to rang, any phone call from someone that I want.
I'll tell you what, you might be the one I want to call me or text me.
I was not trying to sound desperate, cause that's just sad.
I'm just waiting for the text I haven't received since a while ago. I feel I want to throw away my phone beyond reachable areas. I know I know, I just caught on the moment.
and I feel immature about that. Why should I wait?
Maybe if that was not meant to be, it must have a reason. Right?
Enough about the cell phone. I'm on my progress figuring things out. You know, how a day would be a perfect one without something perfect.
or changing something deeply ordinary to be a uber one.
Yes, what a point of view matter on this one. Yes, I'm being a joke.
I'll call it an afternoon.
I'm hungry.
I'll call your name soon.

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Azthazagoraphobia

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At the first place I should be here, but too many distractions ahead. It's half past one a.m I am still care to be awake. The streets too, I can still hear the sounds of friction between car's tires and the road from my porch. they'll never stop making noises, loudest or even a whisper.



Hey I am still here, it's 3 am.
My phone kind of stay in the silent, was not what I expected though. but, the nights almost over, do you think I still care to wait? it's November. Uber excited. I Love you.

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Icedrunk

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I have no idea what would I say when someone asking me a question what would I be, Minnie Mouse or Daisy duck. So we might just skip the question instead. There is no reason by mentioning what I had mentioned above, I just want to show you what pointless means. Yes, I've been hanging around with pointless stuff recently. Yesterday I went out with Zara, the planned was we were supposed to meet 2 others friends of ours, but because one or more excuse, they could not come, but thank you Hanna, Theo and Andri were there. But okay, it was pointless, Three of them had to do something else, and then just left me with Zara.
I swear we did not know what to do, so guess what, we ended up travels on a joy, to different restaurants
Cold Stone ice cream, Es Teler 77, and last the muffin house.
We annoyed people by taking pointless pictures with endless blitz.
Yes, we are annoying when we got Camera on our hand.
See? it's plainly pointless. Shockingly was it may sound, I had fun!
Photos and the talks were fabulous.

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Seasons Are Changing

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Hello, heart ache, I am coming back to this inglourious lonely blog, because finally I have something to type.
Please do not hate my fingers for being lazy these past weeks, my life was doing good but nothing necessary to tell. Since I was back to routines after last holiday, Things just cycling around school, home and few lunch-movies.

There are three movies I recommended crowds to watch

1. Inglorious Bastards
2. White Out
3. The Ugly Truth

The latest one I watched was The Inglorious Bastards, when I got out the cinema I had this thought "Now for 16 years of my life, it was quite hard to decide which one is my favorite movie." It could be 5 in number one, and 5 on number 2. KILL ALL THE NAZIS!
For White Out I gave 3 stars out of 6. It was a good movie, wrapped in a simple story.
and The Ugly truth was a perfect movie for all those romance-eyes-lovers, though they used quite rough and dirty words (obviously 17+ movie) it still a entertaining movie. I could not stop punching my friend beside me when I watched the movie, I always adore romantic movies, the way a guy confess their love to the woman they love. Maan, Hands up.

Then, I just had a field trip with my whole 2011 SMA N 8 peeps, it was helluva fun. Spend three days two nights there, and practically we were just having fun with chocolate toast bread. The Paddy field was dammit awesome, the breeze were cool, the sun was hot.
There was a time when I hate being back to routines, many people said, a reality. beside we were bored to death dealing with all the sucks in it, it's just... boring. So tasikmalaya was quite fun for a school days get away. believe me, I had fun what ever I did there. :)




au revoir, lads. Good night, fire flies.

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Starts with B

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BUSY

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