transformers

mainan robot ala Transformers udah abis hari ini di KidzStation Java! padahal kemarin masih banyak dan dapet diskon 10% pula kalo pake simcard isat. trus nonton film nya, dapet diskon juga ga yaaa? please, team marcomm, kalau bikin promo jangan tanggung-tanggung, masa cuma mainan doang? kan bisa diusahakan tuh, misalnya dengan menunjukkan idcard isat, dapet diskon 75% di 21 dan blitz, gitu... masa punya idcard fungsinya cuma buat ngegesek smart time doang sih? =p

tak selamanya bintang itu terang ...

dear 'bintang satu',
ku tak akan lagi memakai dirimu
karena kau keukeuh putus-putus melulu
mungkin sudah takdir engkau begitu
kan kurindukan dirimu selalu

RIP. 30200x0x. 2004-2007.

err, nothing

this company is serving breakfast for batman... gawd, i'm still uneasy about this *sigh*

the biggest conspiracy against Batman!

...or worse, bram stoker's Dracula!



"dearest bat, what do you think you're doing with that telco? won't you be killed anyway if we DON'T talk for 5 hours? go, go, save yourself, quick!"
:))

konspirasi adalah . . .

ketika elo menikmati gprs gratis hingga lupa diri namun tetap santai ketika tagihan membengkak mencapai angka 12 juta sebulan karena toh free anyway lalu tiba-tiba fasilitas itu dicabut dan akhirnya harus puas dengan jatah 200ribu per bulan tapi sialaaannn elo ga bisa puas download ini-itu dan terbatas browsing doang sampe finally elo mati rasa ama internet dan ogah surfing kecuali kalo temen-temen elo teriak-teriak nyuruh elo buka email kantor di rumah yang notabene ngabisin jatah 200ribu hanya untuk baca email complaint yang seabreg-abreg banyaknya...

THAT'S CONSPIRACY for sure!

a word child

being in love has its own self-certifying universality;
it informs and glorifies the world with an energy which,
like a drug,

becomes a necessity of consciousness.

without it, the scene is dark;
without that throbbing communication, dead.

-iris murdoch-

idih hematnya

tercantum di pintu tangga darurat lantai 2:



dear penghuni lantai 7;
kalo dah teler naek tangga, bisa ngaso kok di lantai 8 :p

*untung gue cuma di lantai 2.. hehe..*

apaan sih

roses are red
violets are blue
i think this day sucks
and that damn ISO does, too

[napa juga ada manusia yang kerajinan menciptakan standarisasi ISO? ga ada kerjaan laen, apa? duh seballl!]

...trus, apalagi?

roses are #ff0000
violets are #0000ff
all my html belongs to you *LoL*

[met wiken, everyone!]

war of the minds

7 am
the garbage truck beaps as it backs up
and i start my day thinking about what i've thrown away;

could i push rewind?
the credits traverse, signifying the end
but i missed the best part;

could we please go back to start?
[forgive my indecision]

11 am
by now you would think that i would be up
but my bedsheets shade the heat of choices i've made;

and what did i find?
i never thought i could want someone so much
'cause now you're not here and i'm knee deep in that old fear
[forgive my indecision-----i'm only human]

12 pm
and my dusty telephone rings
heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?

[i hope it's you]

wondering what's real

...what is frustration? or what is anger? or love? when i say "love," the sound comes out of my mouth and hits the other person's ear, travels through this byzantine conduit in their brain, through their memories of love, or lack of love, and they register what i'm saying, and they say "yes, i understand," but how do i know they understand? words are inert; they're just symbols; they're dead, you know? and, so much of our experience is intangible... so much of what we perceive cannot be expressed; it's unspeakable. yet, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we have connected, and we think that we are understood, i think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion, and that feeling might be transient, but i think it's what we live for.

-waking life-

pushmeaway

monday 200605 05a-07a

in bedroom : males bangun, masih ngantuk... DAN ada yang bilang bahwa gue jadi sangat pemarah kalo kurang tidur :(
driving : asal-asalan, hampir nabrak motor
at the office : jalan dari basement ke lantai dua dengan langkah gontai
playlist : DT-overture 1928, strange deja vu; LP-pushing me away, in the end, faint => list di kala bete berat
volume : 100%, sampe kudu pake headphone, biar orang-orang di ruangan ga ngehajar gue :p
job : ha? lagi ga mood gini masih harus kerja? goodness...
say hi : ga negor seorang manusia pun sejak nyampe tadi :(
conclusion : it's still 7 in the morning and i hate my life. this is not good. this is waaay not good... *sigh*