Lil Bro

Let's take a look at my mid-brother. Just call him Gembul. Sure he has a name but trust me, this is better. Like Shakespeare, name discribed everything on you, is it?

Yeah, sure he's the last one. The only male with blue T-shirt. Me in mid, and Reci. Now, about Gembul, what's in your mind?


He's adorable, and like all the brothers in the world, annoying. Acts like 30-years-old man, how's he speaking. But most of his time, accept playing Notebook or his car-toys, would be tailing me -__________-

He hates every time boys coming up to our home. He'll be over me, watching us. Then asking many question and always try to get my attention when we're talk. Sometime I laugh, you never know what's on their mind..

Sometime, we no need to speak out. We always know what's on each other. Funny when I got sick, he'll be feel it too. Twins effect work on us, even we're 6 years separate. He love to make me cook for him, and acting like our Dad whenever I went out for date.

I love him so much. He's my lil panda, laugh it. But I don't know what if we're separate again. We never meet each other until he's 2-years-old. Family things, hard to explain.

Brotherhood is everything, that's what my Mom say. So keep your brother ass!

Time - Cute Is What We Aim For

The roads are wrapped around your waist
They lead me place to place
I take trips from hip to hip
In fact, I've made a career of it
I always thought the left was your strongest side
But when it comes to you, I can't decide
It's only a matter of time

I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time.

Oh, oh...

Like the climate
You never know what weather you'll get
No denying you're the habit that I can't quit
It's only a matter of, mine.

I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time.
It's only a matter of time.

You're tainted, I'm shaking
I hope you turn around in time
Tide's changing, I'm waiting
You and I are one of a kind
(You're changing)
I've been a both of our fears
Over my sore ears
I still can't pick my favorite place
(don't make me)
The contour of your lips,
They match your continents
And I still love the way that you taste

I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
(stay alive)
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time.
(only a matter of time)
It's only a matter of time.



This song, remind me someone there :) Heyya, how's you there?

for you..

Distance is a patron in my life. It makes me feel save, and protected. And that's how do I live my life. And I hardly trust people. Seems like no body loves me. Someone said, don't ever fall to the same hole. Because everytime I love them, they would leave me soon after it.

But I don't wanna live for that nonsense anymore. Maybe it's just how this live goes on. People came and leaves. Making stories in every paper of your memories. Friends, or just acquaitance is okay. However, they will be someone on you. Maybe more than just someone..

I want to just replace things in my mind. Things that hardly to let it out. Past will be the best scars ever, doesn't it? I want to believe that next time Dads home, he'll not just hug me and leaving for another meeting. Nor Moms for their business. Then me and my brothers will be together, no one left. No one feel alone no more. Three of us, together..

And my friends aren't fake as usual, they will be as great as my BFF. No more stabbing behind. And my home will be full as i dream on it..

But sometime you have to wake up. Thin line of believing and dreaming is hard to find. all the words I've said just dream. That I try to believe. I have to understand, like someone told me. It's not just to be me. There's a world to stand for.

How about the one that we love? It's not just me. It's for them. They have their own life. I want this, but sure they want else. That have their decision. He has his option. Maybe there's a lot of things in charge, lots of condition. But that's live, doesn't it?

He's responsibilities, and that's what I'm praying for.

We love somebody, and we have to fight for it.  So we have to push the right button for the future. We have to fight for our future.

And I know, that I'm belong for one person. No matter what, I believe that he'll come, back for me. Right place, right time, right person that I love. So, you there this is for you. Believe that's all for your self. Calm your heart because we love you. We pray for you. Just doing well, and remember everything will be okay..

I keep my self for one man. And he's you..

Medusa..

Medusa, a gorgon of Greek mythology. She's beautiful, from all the ways of words could tell, but with snakes as her hair, she hated mortal male.

And Medusa is me, not from the beautiful but the hair. Doesn't mean that snakes out of my head and grow as my hair, but the mess of it make sense a hair-snakes. Many people would complain about my hair, and the reason just same : mess.
But i love the mess. Even it'll make me as Medusa. I love it. Medusa is strong, though. Even she's cursed as Athena's anger because of Poseidon's pasion, she still be the most bold with her eye's charisma.
Then I used a shampoo that would make is 'down'. Not mess as usually. Not working well enough, but sometimes I wait to time when i woke up, run to the mirror and find my beautiful-black-mess hair. You'll never know why, but I love it. Makes hot, haha.

Like every song say : Love the way you are :)

Remember me?

Well, now something make me thinking of my seat-mate, not shit-mate please -_____-
My life time was advantagerous, moving town to town so i have to moving schools too. And i have a lots partner, or seat-mate. They're a kind, funny people. Let me tell you..

It's was when in my hometown, and just going to 2nd grade in elementry. Meet Agus, the dirty-bad-boy ever. All of the tricks of being bad was his gift, and he's my unforgetable seat-mate. 
He didn't pass the 2nd grade, and teacher thought that he needs to pay more attention, so that why he's sitting next to me and we're in front-mid seat. Even that's all, wasn't stop us to talk. We're riot, honestly. We always talking all the funny things about the teacher, laughing and whisper, then just wait until the teacher came and drag him to stand out the class.
After school, he'll walk home before me. We used the back alley beside the cementry, which fully of dogs. So that's why he puts a iron inside his shoe and kick the dogs whenever he met them. He ever punch my nose too, and surprised it isn't bleeding..
A year later, before i left the town he came to my house, which never he did before. He stand in the top a small hill after my house, gave a candy and a lot of story. Just like a goodbye-laughing. I never meet him after it, and i miss him. Our silliness when we're kids, a punch nose. Hope you doing well, dude :)


In junior high, i meet Selly. She's kind, riot too but not as evil as Agus. The promblem is, she has too many boyfriends, which she knew from unknown number in phone. Texting, calling tose things sometimes annoy me. 
One of our friends, Sativa feel same. Or maybe more just same. Yeah, how can you date with 3 guys which you know just from texting? You never meet, never get know each other conditionally? It's fake..
Until one day, Selly got a text from a girl that call herself as Selly's boyfriend's girlfriend. Not surprised, but still after fighting over texting, dirty call with dirty words, tears drama and a lot of very un-important things, she broke up with him. Few months later, Sativa tell a story when we hang out in my home. She's the girl that sent the text, pretending just to get fun. But unfortunatelly, Selly get nuts. And you never how nuts both of them..


High school, who loves high school? create a story and you'll found a million. My seat-mate was the most riot ever. Wanti, a sweet-energic girl. Smart, but sometimes with silly. She loves to dance in seat, or singing with wrong tone. In chemistry, we always get a glance from Mr. Raja just for whispering. 
And in last grade, i have many seat-mate in a year. They call nomaden, always moving one to another one. Which i meet Benny, he's serious but kind of funny when you get close to his behaviour. And Yudhis, a colourboy because he's just colourful. And Ayu, my soulmate after Reci. Three of us, we love eating. Every physics we used to daydream of foods, where's the new foodcourt, new culinary stand, the next meal at home.


so, that's my seat-mate. you?
 

listen, please..

the reason why i shut my mouth up just because i hate when people don't listen to me. and most people doing so.

i don't know why, my words would be the last option in every conversation i gad with anyone, no matter it's true. it's annoying, because at the last they would regret but do it again and again. refusing me..

even my parent. i know my language is very strange, less people get it but is it that hard just to listen?  well it's okay if they're stranger, but when it's people taht close to you and you care about, it will be hurt..

words are nonsense, when you have no body to listen to you. acts ate nothing when they wouldn't look at you. so what should you do? that's the question on me and i hope you'll text me the answer..

wanna be?

what's your dream? what's your idea? what do you wanna be?

then, i love looking at the sky. i love the stars, and the story beneath them. i spent my whole time reading books of it, then tell my brothers about it everytime we watch the sky at night before sleep, or when we're on ride, that,s why i wanna be an astronout..

and i love historical. i love to know every single story of world, and everyone know it. sometime i watch the movie then i run to my room, get a book and find the fact of story happened, and i remember it well, and i wanna be a historian..

my brother love cars, venicles. he want to be a bus driver, next week want to a pilot, then he dream to be a captain of his own ship. but now if you ask him about it, he'll answer, "No, it's sucks. i'll be a rider,". kids -___________________-

the youngest one is more realistic. he want to be corps. but everytime he hear his brother's wish, he'll change his dream on list and write the same exactly with him secrectly..

now tell me, what's yours?

Weirdo, is it me?

so, this is my first blog using english. my boy request, and i still feel strange instead my english is, weird?

okay, I'm Shinta Listya, that people use to call me weird. why? maybe because of my very basic self is unussual from other. My language is mess, my behavior is a rare one, and my mind just like a suprise box. or maybe else. or yes, i'm from outaspace -_____________-

most people would say that i'm pride, but i'm quite just because i'm scare of meeting people. i'm not good in conversation, specially with new person. but then, when you know me, i'm a riot honestly :)


now i have a strange habits. i can't stop eat, and pee. i don't know why, but everytime i felt hungry even less than half hour i was eat, and every ten minutes i love to get a toilet. my boy said that maybe it's diabate, but i dislike sugar. i hate fat. sooo???


this strange habits, give a effect for my class. one day i left the class, just because i want to eat something salt and rice, so i run to the canteen and miss my class. Unfortunatelly, there's a task, and i don't get a point..
and i have to hold to not get a toilet, and it's hurt. because yes, toilet is my romeo...


less people would understand what i'm saying. even my parents, and my friends will takes three times to get my point. just my brother Gembul and my bbf San, that understand me without words. i don't know how, it's just easy to look straight into their eyes and then you know what's the problem. save the word, isn't it?


there's a lot to tell you, but now i have no words as ussual. i'll tell you later, bye :))

Spider-love-me-not

i saw a spider, i didn't scream.. ( One of The Boys, Katy Perry )

ralat : i saw a spider, i certainly scream..

Yap, aku mengindap Arachnophobia. Phobia. Pada. Laba-laba. Segala jenis laba-laba adalah MUSUH ku !!

Laba-laba, hewan berkaki delapan, berbulu, besar, sebagian mengandung bisa mematikan. Creepy, first words from me.

Sebagian orang pasti heran, kenapa juga mesti parno sama hewan itu? Gak bahaya juga, atau paling gak yang sering kita temui. Laba-laba rumahan jarang berbisa, paling gede juga setelapak tangan. Tapi bagi aku, mereka adalah mimpi buruk. Bayangin, pas kita lagi tidur, terus mereka tamasya menjelajahi tubuh ini, merayap kesana kemari dengan delapan kami berbulu. Hiiii, gak makasih.

Ketakutan ini bermula saat aku masih kecil. Waktu itu lebaran. Kita ngumpul dirumah Nenek. Rumah itu gede, dan si Nenek punya hobi ngasi taplak meja menjuntai disetiap meja seantreo rumah. Juga meja hidangan. Dibawah meja itu tempat nyimpan minuman kaleng, yang jadi kesempatan emas buat para bocah curi-curi kesempatan buat nilap.

Alhasil, pas aku yang kurang beruntung ini memasukan tangan ke kotak terkutuk, delapan kali berbulu menyambut dan mencengkram tanganku. Merangkak naik, naik, erat banget. Pas aku tarik, ada laba-laba penuh anaknya betengger ditanganku. Sumpah, no even words could describe it!

Itu hewan gede, hitem coklat, berbulu, plus ratusan anak-anaknya yang 'imut' kelayapan disekujur tangan aku. Panik, aku kebain. Eh, si hewan kaget, gigit deh. Aku tereak-tereak, minta tolong lah. Tante aku datang, terus dia lari ambil penyapu dan plak, laba-labanya ditimpuk deh. Sayangnya, aku udah keburu shock duluan. Dan hingga kini aku gak bisa ramah sama monster itu.

enemy !!

Sebenarnya, memalukan juga sih. Pernah, aku tereak kenceng banget pas lagi pelajaran Fisika dikelas. Si guru lagi ceramah tentang UAN, kita 'sibuk' ngerjain soal sambil dengerin dia. Nah, Reci dan aku asyik sama forum kita. Pas itu aku lagi senderan di dinding.

Reci : Shin.

Aku : Apa?

Reci : Ada binatang tuh..

Oke, ayo pikirkan, binatang apa yang biasanya nangkring di dinding?

Cicak? Kecoak? Kumbang? Serangga? Tapi bagi aku, itu pasti : Laba-laba.

Dan dengan sekuat tenaga aku tereak, kenceng banget. Maksudnya sih biar paniknya ludes disapu suaranya gitu. Sambil loncat pula.

Sang guru pun diam, sekarang sepenjuru kelas mandangin aku. Reci nganga gede banget disebelah. Aku ngos-ngosan, nyari si 'hewan' yang katanya nangkring di dinding. Lebah nyasar, toh..

Reci : Histeris amat, bu..

Dan itu gak cuma sekali, sampe gak inget udah berapa banyak.

Pernah juga ngigau, nangis malah pas tidur. Gara-gara mimpi dikasi tarantula sama teme-temen sekelas..

Starry Night, van Gogh

My Favou

Tau gak ini lukisan? Yap, Starry Night by Van Gogh. Atau mari kita sebut dengan Silent Night aja, lebih dapet.

Aku jatuh hati sama lukisan ini sejak pertama kali ngeliatnya di Discovery Channel. Gak tahu kenapa, klop aja dihati. Lukisan si emosional Van Gogh bukan favourite aku, soalnya kebanyakan karyanya agak suram, meskipun gambarnya hebat banget. Tapi yang satu ini, ngalahin Monalisa buat aku.

Dulu, pas di kasi tugas Seni Lukis, aku berambisi buat duplikat Starry Night dalem semalem. Corat coret. Bikin sketsa. Pake crayon, alamat gak modal. Tapi ujung-ujungnya gak jadi, hancur berantakan. Yah, dari pada mencoreng nama besar Gogh, mending dibumihanguskan aja deh.

Romeo the Toilet

Romeo the Toilet. Bukan, ini bukan judul buku. Emang sih, ada novel humor dengan judul serupa. Tapi pengalaman aku bukan kisah yang sama dengan cerita fiktif itu.

Nah, siapa aja yang pernah jadi korban para ibu yang super parno? Anggap aja aku salah satunya. Mami itu, hyper parno. Rasa sayangnya bisa berubah jadi super ganas kalo dia ngerasa anaknya dalam bahaya.
Karena mami bukan power ranger, jadilah dia induk ayam yang hyper protective. Kita dua beradik udah sering jadi korban hyper panic-nya mami yang gak jelas, yang kadang-kadang nyebelin juga.


Kayak ini nih, pas kita liburan ke Jakarta. Nginep di hotel berhubung gak ada sodara disana, jadilah kami 2 kurcaci liar. Mulut yang emang doyan ngunyah ini gak bisa stop setiap kali ngeliat makanan. Ujung-ujunganya udah ketahuan, sakit perut. Parahnya, sakit itu menjelma jadi diare buat aku. Dan, berakhir liburan indah itu dengan nyosor ke kamar mandi setiap 10 menit sekali.


Mami itu gak tahan kalo kak belanja. Pas mau turun mau hang out, aku minta di tinggalin aja di kamar hotel. Siapa sih yang mau keluar ke jalanan sambil mendem cairan yang siap disemprotin di kamar mandi terdekat? Dan gimana pula mau nyari toilet kalo udah kena macetnya Jakarta??


Tapi mami aku lain. Dengan tegas dia gak kasi aku tinggal di hotel. Alesan nomor satu, bahaya ntar orang dikenal masuk kamar. Loh, apa gunanya itu kunci?? Alesan kedua, gak ada temen buat ngankutin blanjaan. Tegaaa gakkk??


Jujurnya, sakit banget nahan mencret. Juga kesel. Gimana gak, tujuan yang awalnya Tanah Abang malah jadi Taman Mini. Rekreasi. Jalan-jalan. Sambil nahan mencret. Yang udah di ujung pantat pula. Ayo, siapa mau?
Setiap langkah aku berdoa, ya Tuhan semoga Kau pertemukan aku dengan Pangeran Toilet. Yang siap menerimaku apa adanya, yang akan menjadi penyelamat pantatku. Yang rela menerima keluh kesah mencretku ini.


Ternyata, Tuhan memang baik. Maha Penyayang. Karena akhirnya aku menemukannya, Romeo the Toilet, yang akan menyelamatkan aku si Juliet. Cepet-cepet aku melepaskan diri dari rombongan, melangkah pasti menuju 'lubang buaya' yang siap menyambutku. Hehe


Tapi, setelah cabut dari Taman Mini perjalanan aku gak mulus. Mencretku ini gak berbaik hati. Semakin parah. Semakin rumit, melilit. Apalagi saat pencarian Romeo the Toilet di Tanah Abang, ehh malah rusak. rasanya pengen ngutuk, nyumpah. Keseeeel banget. Nahan sakit ini, sendirian. Selama 3 jam karena mami yang sangat doyan blanja. Huhuuuu

Sampe di hotel, aku melompat girang ketemu si Romeo. Seneng banget. Puas dan lega kalo udah ketemu dia. Dan hal ini berlanjut selama 3 hari 3 malam. Kayaknya aku beneran jatuh cinta sama Toilet nih..

Suster Sewot

Suster. Perawat. Seragam putih. Bersih punya. Mesti rapi.
Oke, suster deh intinya.

Mereka ramah, baik, santun. Itu sebagai sikap dalam pelayanan terhadap pasien. Kadang aku salut loh, kok mau gitu bersihin pup orang, mandiin kakek-kakek genit, dan segala tetek bengek pasien yang gak karu-karuan. Hah, aku sih gak mau. Sangat!

Tapi, gak semua perawat begitu. Oke, aku gak nuding semua perawat. Tapi, aku punya pengalaman gak enak sama perawat yang satu ini.

Dari dulu, aku selalu ngeraa nyeri kalo haid. Walhasil, seharian bisa guling-gulingan gak jelas di kamar. Rasanya sakit banget, sampe kadang aku desperate sekali, kayak pengen mati *duh, lebay.
Nah, mami aku tuh parno-an *bukan porno loh! Jadilah beliau kalut, kalo-kalo ada yang salah di rahim anak gadisnya. Maka aku pun di boyong ke rumah sakit bersalin X di kota Y *identitas dirahasiakan :p

Sampe disana, mami langsung bawa aku daftar. Awalnya si oke, perawat yang ini ramah. Dia nganterin kami masuk ke ruangan si dokter ahli *kandungan pula -____-
Eh, ternyata disana suster yang lain menanti. Aku masih inget banget tampangnya. Rambut keriting, orangnya pendek, tampangnya galak, terus ngomongnya sok penting. 

Dia sibuk nyalin catetan, lirik-lirik ke aku sama mami, terus berdeham kecil, "Atas nama siapa?".
Aku : Shinta.
Suster : Nyonya atau nona?
Lah, maksud lohh???
Aku : Nenek.
Suster : Yang serius dong mbak.
Aku : Nona lah sus. Emang saya kayak eyang-eyang?
Suster : Mau periksa kandungan?


Kampret pret nih suster. Emang aku kayak emak-emak?  Tapi dasar emang sial, belom sempat aku semprot si suster malah narik kita nyamperin dokternya. Nah, itu pertama kalinya aku ngerasain alat buat ngeliat bayi dirahim. Sorry, lupa apa nama alatnya. Yang jelas geli banget. Hehe


Si dokter nyeyakinin mami kalo rahim aku gak kenapa-kenapa. Bagus malah. Kecil, sehat. Gak melar, karena gak ada isinya. Tapi dasar emak-emak, si mami ngotot aku mesti di kasi obat. Jadilah si dokter nyerah, terus ngasi kita resep buat di tebus di apotek di depan.


Eh, si suster sewot nyamperin. Terus kita disodorin obat-obatnya. Dia malah dengan sinis ngeliat aku, terus ngelampar muka sambil bilang, "Anak kecil jaman sekarang.."
Iiiihssss, sini tak gampar !


Sejak minum obat-obat itu, berat badan aku naik. Drastis. Fantastis. Aku aja sampe ngeri. Sampe akhirnya suatu hari, aku terdampar di UKS sekolah. Sakit, gara-gara si bulan datang. Disana aku keluarin obat cap suster sewot. Eh, perawat sekolah ngelirik.


Perawat : Obat apa nih?
Aku : Buat sakit haid, kak.
Perawat : Bukan nih. Ini sih vitamin buat hamil.

Haaaaahhhhh?? Hamil??? Kampret lu!! Pantesan badan aku gembrot kayak badak, bukan nya sembuh sakitnya. Sial ihh, si suster. Kejam amir aye dikasiin obat hamil. Emang aku mau beranak?

T is for..

Tears. Tottaly tears. Today. Huhuu :'(

Cut ! Big girl don't cry, shinta!

Yap, hari ini lengkaplah. Semua para cintaku melayap dirantauan. Dan semaleman, diriku yang lebay ini termehek-mewek dibuatnya. Gak tahu juga, kenapa mesti nangis? Toh dia cuman pergi doang. Kuliah. Sekolah baik-baik. Gak mati juga. Tapi berasa gimana gitu.. Gitu gimana ya? *gak jelas..

Padahal, dulu pas baru jadian, gak satupun temen-temen yang percaya *aku sangat inget, lho! 

Emang sih, kita juga rada bego, jadian tiba-tiba *emang nikah, direncanain gitu?

Nah, gimana prosesi yang sah mengenai tata cara kami jadian itu rahasia.  Yang jelas, setelah segala kondisi dan situasi *masya allah bahasanya, rasanya aneh kalo gak ada dia.

Cowok itu emang not perfect. Tapi emang gak ada yang perfect. Sayangnya, ketidaksempurnaan dia yang bikin aku, ehmm, apa ya? Yah, gitu deh ;p

Friends and Me

Besok udah tanggal 20. Kuliah mulai. Sibuksoksibuk mulai. Temen-temen udah pada balik ke tanah rantauan. My super boy going catch his dream. Aku tersisa ditanah penantian *ce'ileee..

Padahal dulu, jaman super sumpek di SMA paling demen ngebayangin kalo kuliah ntar. Mikirnya pasti asyik lah, udah gede, jalan sana sibuk sini, apa-apa udah bisa ngurus sendiri. Tapi facts yang terjadi adalah : susah banget mau pisah!

Jaman SMA, semua serba seru (kayaknya sih). apa-apa bareng temen. dari ngerjain pr, nyontek pas ulangan, sampe belet juga ramerame. Cuman gak ngebakar sekolah aja *soalnya sekolahnya udah duluan kebakar sendiri..

Sekarang aja, udah kelar hiruk pikuk UAN, lembarbakar semua buku yang kemaren meres otak. Trus, mentang-mentang udah nemu Universitas pilihan, kemana-kemana minta jalan bareng. Alesan utama : ntar kalo udah pisah gak ketemu lagi :'(

Dari temen-temen SMA, ada beberapa yang paling jadi penyakit hati *oooppsss. Bukan negatif, tapi karena mereka yang paling benderang dihati aku *alamak~


Ada Ayu, yang dulu 'janjian' dengan aku buat masuk Keperawatan. Dia milih Poltekes keperawatan, yang udah di ingetin kalo itu bakal di asramain di Singkawang *kita di Pontianak nih ceritanya. Tapi si eyang ngeyel dan tetep kuekueh milih itu. Jadilah sekarang Ayu merengekrengsek minta balik..


Juga Reci, yang berniat jadi dokter *amin!. Awalnya, dia semangat masuk AMG. Juga jadi temen seperjuangan aku pas bimbel STAN di bintaro nih. Kasian juga, doa Ayu yang gak mau ditinggal Reci sama aku ampuhsangat, jadilah dia tetep mendem di Pontianak *sekalipun Ayu malah di Singkawang..


Santi, alien bin slamet yang tidak jelas dimana hidupnya. Berkecimpung didunia maya *karena gak seorangpun tahu dekat dia, bahkan aku. Pernah hilang selama 2 bulan, tapi syukur kembali dengan membawa selama.


Masih betah gak nih ngebaca post gak jelas? Soalnya ada my boy Hernu. The luckiest man ever *lebayyy..
Named it, dia sangat lucky, menurut aku. Pinter, cakep *ehm, please jangan terbang, ah banyak laa. Sekarang lagi siap-siap ke Tangerang, AMG. Udah ah, ntar termehek-mehek nih -___-


Ahdhaaaa!! Temen aku yang cinta cabe. Lidah nya udah disetrika kali ya, jadi kebal sama pedas gimanapun. Dia di Jogja, UII. Dia membangkitkan selera makan kami-kami para wanita! Sekali sergap aja, ludes dah hidangan.


Hendra, yang eksis. Atau lebih sering ngungkapin kata 'eksis' daripada kebanyak manusia. Hobi nya nge-pump di Amazone bareng Hernu, Ivan, Vinte. Itu mesin bakal tewas seandainya dia gak lulus IPDN, soalnya dia punya rencana mindahin rumah kesana.

Forever Us

BFF

Smile ;)

Tapi gimana pun, aku gak bisa ceritain semua cerita tentang kita dong. Satu-satu yaa, hehe. Tunggu ntar aku posting lagi, masi banyak yang bisa kita share tentang kita *olalalalal..


C yaaa :*