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?