Hey, leftovers on your plate dude.

Is it me being small or is it the universe got so big? I don't know what drove me to remember these things that I used to know four years ago. Yes, the year I did blogwalking through this people my entry will talk about.
The year 2009 by Sindhu (my JHS friend) told me about the band named pee wee gaskins. Their genre were so teenage and fresh, and directly made me sink in. I loved googling, no I'm keeping do, anything, whenever I got so curious about something (I think so does everyone) so I googled this band's name and.. pop! I found their myspace, they were so famous that time (I mean, in that period they were still an indie, ya) I fell deeper, I found Dochi, and his blog. His twitter. When he were still using hashtag 'askdochi' haha I still remember, then I knew Alexandra Molly, and Sonia Eryka: two young ladies who inspired me much afterwards. Tonight I miss them, and find all of this cast-offs :)

14. Be patient when you take forever to get ready. on June 22 2010 - 25 Things I'd do if you're my girlfriend. So cute, Dochi haha

..on May 22 2010, the time I found Sonia getting close with Dochi, and dissolved on a topic on their own blogs about Girls Facts that Sonia earlier wrote. I copied the cutest part(s). Ya, boys like girls but they aren't :p

(the italic words are written by Dochi and another pink by Sonia)
4. Saying something sweet might get you off the hook. Say it frequently and we're gonna think you're an asshole. and the fact that you said "don't ever lie to us" what if it's the truth? girls are sweet.
11. We hate your ex- girlfriends. and we hate yours too.
16. When you're hanging out with some of your pretty girl friends (or worse, your flirty ex girlfriend), you make us feel insecure, and we hate that. believe me, we know

(and, I found this on Jessays' - She's a girl by the way. I put it here as ensuring that.. you know.. Hers are red.)
6.Don't sing us corny love songs. (Some girls might loooove that, but I hate that. Just DON'T ever sing me Secondhand Serenade.) so we're on the same page :)
11. We hate your ex- girlfriends. and sometimes they hate us too
16. When you're hanging out with some of your pretty girl friends (or worse, your flirty ex girlfriend), you make us feel insecure, and we hate that. well it's okay with me but please don't sit next to her more, according to Dochi,
AWESOME THINGS #203: Listening to couples tell you how they met.
Cute, cuddly, giggly, smiling, holding hands wedged deeply in the restaurant booth. Picking nachos, sipping cola, you casually ask how they met and then listen with warm wide-eyed smiles as they stutter and stumble over all the little details and tiny moments that helped bring them together.

He did this, she did that, he was thinking this, she was thinking that. She thought he thought, but he thought she thought, and then there was this party, and then there was that night.

Just look at them.


Well, most dust particles in your house are made from dead skin. :)


Brand new Smiles.

Since I've chosen Social class and it's been Social Five, life meant overflowing with belly dances, bellyaches and happiness. I laughed a lot, I learnt a lot, and spoke out loud till I float -_- hehe
One night we held a breakfasting together with Social Four as a United Social, and it-was-a-very-great-explosive-blast!!!!! There were no fences, there were freedom and blissfulness, in fact at the same time Manta ray (there were 3 batches, daystudents, all of the Student Advisors too), but we, Banin, Nicky, Ocha, and I would jump across the valley for that! The night was damning.

Last month my hypotension successfully descended my sparrrtaaahhh and yes, my antenna got shriveled like a muchomucho :( But plop! SuperMatthew came along and aroused it :D what a surprise, we had a morning call, and blah blah blah we talked like nothing went wrong, and when the homecoming bells rang Bu Retna told me somebody was there waiting for me at dorm. And he was. Got my slaps, punches, then my day turned adorably amazing :)) We had nicely done a dinner at our favorite spot, a plate for two. He played some touchy silly songs and I fused thru the wind. Okay I digress.
The next day he chaperoned me until I touched the class, prayer together, and xoxoxo I only could see him from the upstairs till his topknot and slant smirk disappeared by the end of the road.

Insomnia hits me. Well two nights ago I chewed a savory discussion with Matthew about Indonesia as yesterday was its anniversary of Independence. At the end it's all just about what we've got and served. My idea was, nowadays we'll find the independence in the interstice of the clouds. In his opinion, this kind of independence itself is only a camouflage, seems clot but only a fume that empty; it's only seen and real when it rains. When we just compromise but too powerless to make any changes, what we are going to be is, at least, be our children's heroes. Yah it's not rhyme enough, but, DIRGAHAYU 67 INDONESIA!!! Xx.