Hey,It's Been a Great 2 Years using Blogspot,but then again.it is Time to change.
yes indeed,im going to bring my shitness to another new home,here are the links.
http://shesaidiwasdaring.tumblr.com/
Thank You for these 2 Wonderful years,god bless you all! :3
Carpe Diem.
Kamis, 31 Mei 2012
Selasa, 29 Mei 2012
Ma,Please Stop Singing.Sincerely,Victim.
Have you ever expirience the somewhat,annoying thing,when you put your Headphones or Headsets on,Jamming on your Music,not caring what others are doing,and then suddenly Your Music is gone,becuase a certain someone pulls your Headphone or Headsets off,and force you to listen to their music.
Well indeed,this is my case.the hard part of my case,is that this certain someone is my mom.
"PID!,SINI DENGAR NAH LAGU MAMA BUAT BAGUS!"
*hopelessly listen*
Well first of all,I never like people who do that to me,it's freakin' annoys me.Second,My Mom is one of those Moms who worships Dangdut(well im being a little bit dramatic here,not worship,but lets just keep it that way).Every Day,Dangdut.you have to have Dangdut.lucky me,i have new headphones that my Girlfriend bougth me for(thank god for my awesome Girlfriend).so while my dad is being tormented with Dangdut,I Listen to my Jason Mraz Compilation.
Third,my Mom sings Horrificly.My Judgement is not being clouded because i dont fond of Dangdut,i mean im being Objective here(you can already guess from here i dont like Dangdut,trying not to hate it).
And Finally,Mom is a terrible SongWriter aswell,and this is all my fault.
Mom,before pursuing her 'Songwriting' hobby,was actually quite good on the Keyboard.without having any formal lessons,she was good making her own Music Jam on the Keybord.and then,me and my stupid mouth suggested something.
"Kenapa mama nggak sambil buat lagu aja,bagus loh pasti!,"
And then the Nightmare Goes on...
Ofcourse at first it's cute,and i said to her keep on writing!,you'll awesome(60% actually supporting her,40% you know the rest).
So what did i do?,just play it cool David(i keep talking to myself).it's been for months now,and mom has written over like how many,about 20 songs?,and she says it's all diffrent but what i heard by my mom's singing is "LA LA LA LA DANGDUT LA LA LA DANGDUT" or "LA LA LA SOMETHING-ABOUT-KIDS-THESE-DAYS LA LA LA LA" etc.and still,i keep it cool.and just go on with my own business.
You see,on these past months,finally i took up the guitar.it took me roughly about a month or so to get the basic chords right.and then to make a short story short,5 Months later im an amateur(or slightly improve if you see my guitar playing).And yes,i admit once again i've been influenced by the aMRAZing Mr.A-Z(it's funny because i said Mraz two times).
So every now and then im making my own music,without words thought.just fining a good compilation and then tape them on my Cell.and turns out pretty good,so says my friends who i share the tapes with.after these praises i actually kinda want to put words on them,and maybe...just maybe,i dont know,really thinking of making music as a career choice?,but allwell lets just be realistic here and get back to earth.
Back to the main part,months later,i find it not a problem anymore.in fact i put a poker face or two implying that i actually like it.and just for a moment i found peace with my Mother's 'Songs'.but then the worse happened.
I was playing my guitar at the garden back in my house(where i always jam),jamming to see if i can get any new tunes,mom sat in front of me watching me while i was playing the guitar.as i glanced for a little while plucking my guitar,my mom's face is telling 'i need to tell you something when you finish,hurry up' kind of face.and so i stopped my Guitar Playing.
"KAMU MAIN GITAR NGGAK BOLAH SEMBARANGAN PID!"
Me?,playing foolishly?,please do tell what the fuck did i do wrong.ofcourse i did not said this outloud.
"KAMU HARUS NGIKUTIN MAMA GINI NAH,4 BARIS KATA BERARTI BLA BLA BLA BLA"
I didn't heard the rest after that 'baris' part.becuase,my mom is talking about songwriting,not about Guitar Comps.
And so goes on my moms 'advice' which personally i have some thoughts at,then i lost my interest.and just give a poker face and say "iya ma....iya.....iya....."
My mom doesnt realized that Guitar playing and Songwritings are not in the same department,and she goes all this Simon Cowell mode on me.but i just played it cool.
And this continue,continue,continue for awhile,and i think i had quite enough of her.it is not that i am this some ignorrant little brat that doesn't listen to their parents,it's just i dont see any points that mom is giving me on my Guitar Playing.So when there is Mom Home,i put up the guitar,or play in my room so mom wont interrupt me with her '4 lines' speech.
I Cant just say to her about my feelings,my mom has got the temper of the krakens.one wrong word from me,the house goes chaos.i just dont like it when my mom just wrote some 'songs' and goes all expert on music.
Music,to me,is anything.i doesn't have rules,music is joy,music is the place that i can escape from my problems.and Mom is soo hard implying to me i have to do this this this this,i almost lost my mood on picking up the Guitar.
Well,i guess that's that.you just have to put up with people's shit they give to you.especially if it is your Mom.but happy to say im still making so sweet love to my Guitar when mom is not home.
Carpe Diem.
Well indeed,this is my case.the hard part of my case,is that this certain someone is my mom.
"PID!,SINI DENGAR NAH LAGU MAMA BUAT BAGUS!"
*hopelessly listen*
Well first of all,I never like people who do that to me,it's freakin' annoys me.Second,My Mom is one of those Moms who worships Dangdut(well im being a little bit dramatic here,not worship,but lets just keep it that way).Every Day,Dangdut.you have to have Dangdut.lucky me,i have new headphones that my Girlfriend bougth me for(thank god for my awesome Girlfriend).so while my dad is being tormented with Dangdut,I Listen to my Jason Mraz Compilation.
Third,my Mom sings Horrificly.My Judgement is not being clouded because i dont fond of Dangdut,i mean im being Objective here(you can already guess from here i dont like Dangdut,trying not to hate it).
And Finally,Mom is a terrible SongWriter aswell,and this is all my fault.
Mom,before pursuing her 'Songwriting' hobby,was actually quite good on the Keyboard.without having any formal lessons,she was good making her own Music Jam on the Keybord.and then,me and my stupid mouth suggested something.
"Kenapa mama nggak sambil buat lagu aja,bagus loh pasti!,"
And then the Nightmare Goes on...
Ofcourse at first it's cute,and i said to her keep on writing!,you'll awesome(60% actually supporting her,40% you know the rest).
So what did i do?,just play it cool David(i keep talking to myself).it's been for months now,and mom has written over like how many,about 20 songs?,and she says it's all diffrent but what i heard by my mom's singing is "LA LA LA LA DANGDUT LA LA LA DANGDUT" or "LA LA LA SOMETHING-ABOUT-KIDS-THESE-DAYS LA LA LA LA" etc.and still,i keep it cool.and just go on with my own business.
You see,on these past months,finally i took up the guitar.it took me roughly about a month or so to get the basic chords right.and then to make a short story short,5 Months later im an amateur(or slightly improve if you see my guitar playing).And yes,i admit once again i've been influenced by the aMRAZing Mr.A-Z(it's funny because i said Mraz two times).
So every now and then im making my own music,without words thought.just fining a good compilation and then tape them on my Cell.and turns out pretty good,so says my friends who i share the tapes with.after these praises i actually kinda want to put words on them,and maybe...just maybe,i dont know,really thinking of making music as a career choice?,but allwell lets just be realistic here and get back to earth.
Back to the main part,months later,i find it not a problem anymore.in fact i put a poker face or two implying that i actually like it.and just for a moment i found peace with my Mother's 'Songs'.but then the worse happened.
I was playing my guitar at the garden back in my house(where i always jam),jamming to see if i can get any new tunes,mom sat in front of me watching me while i was playing the guitar.as i glanced for a little while plucking my guitar,my mom's face is telling 'i need to tell you something when you finish,hurry up' kind of face.and so i stopped my Guitar Playing.
"KAMU MAIN GITAR NGGAK BOLAH SEMBARANGAN PID!"
Me?,playing foolishly?,please do tell what the fuck did i do wrong.ofcourse i did not said this outloud.
"KAMU HARUS NGIKUTIN MAMA GINI NAH,4 BARIS KATA BERARTI BLA BLA BLA BLA"
I didn't heard the rest after that 'baris' part.becuase,my mom is talking about songwriting,not about Guitar Comps.
And so goes on my moms 'advice' which personally i have some thoughts at,then i lost my interest.and just give a poker face and say "iya ma....iya.....iya....."
My mom doesnt realized that Guitar playing and Songwritings are not in the same department,and she goes all this Simon Cowell mode on me.but i just played it cool.
And this continue,continue,continue for awhile,and i think i had quite enough of her.it is not that i am this some ignorrant little brat that doesn't listen to their parents,it's just i dont see any points that mom is giving me on my Guitar Playing.So when there is Mom Home,i put up the guitar,or play in my room so mom wont interrupt me with her '4 lines' speech.
I Cant just say to her about my feelings,my mom has got the temper of the krakens.one wrong word from me,the house goes chaos.i just dont like it when my mom just wrote some 'songs' and goes all expert on music.
Music,to me,is anything.i doesn't have rules,music is joy,music is the place that i can escape from my problems.and Mom is soo hard implying to me i have to do this this this this,i almost lost my mood on picking up the Guitar.
Well,i guess that's that.you just have to put up with people's shit they give to you.especially if it is your Mom.but happy to say im still making so sweet love to my Guitar when mom is not home.
Carpe Diem.
Senin, 28 Mei 2012
Turning in English Mode
So,Quick Announcement,The Chronicles Of Kakek Muda is Turning to a Full English Blog.
Yes,that means the Upcoming Contents are going to be in English.
Yes,I Did it for you,who ever you are.....im not sure you are reading this thought *forever alone blogger*
No,i Did Not Pee my pants over excitement this time.....i hope so.
Yes,Hopefully with turning English 100%,I'll Reduce my Bad Grammar.
So,why the change?
well,surprisingly looking at my blog stats,i have reach amazingly 10.000+ views.well that is not an awful lot,but considering im just a Snot Nose Middle Schooler,that's Pretty Rad for a young Lad.
And more surprisingly,half of the views are from America.So to My Fellow Countrymen,thank you.but it's kinda fishy thought,i mean how come that big of a crowd?.
All Well,Doesn't Matter,had Views i guess.
Carpe Diem.
Yes,that means the Upcoming Contents are going to be in English.
Yes,I Did it for you,who ever you are.....im not sure you are reading this thought *forever alone blogger*
No,i Did Not Pee my pants over excitement this time.....i hope so.
Yes,Hopefully with turning English 100%,I'll Reduce my Bad Grammar.
So,why the change?
well,surprisingly looking at my blog stats,i have reach amazingly 10.000+ views.well that is not an awful lot,but considering im just a Snot Nose Middle Schooler,that's Pretty Rad for a young Lad.
And more surprisingly,half of the views are from America.So to My Fellow Countrymen,thank you.but it's kinda fishy thought,i mean how come that big of a crowd?.
All Well,Doesn't Matter,had Views i guess.
Carpe Diem.
Minggu, 27 Mei 2012
100th Post,You Fuckin' Did It
Hola.
I've Just had an awesome day,and to complete the awesomeness,here is a video for you.hope you feel the same thing as me!
Happy 100th Post! :3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgBos9cfhks
I've Just had an awesome day,and to complete the awesomeness,here is a video for you.hope you feel the same thing as me!
Happy 100th Post! :3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgBos9cfhks
Sabtu, 26 Mei 2012
Life...The Thing is.
Pernah nggak sih,mungkin pas tahun baru kamu membuat daftar(atau setidaknya menyimpannya didalam kepalamu sendiri)dan menulis hal-hal yg akan kamu lakukan pada tahun depan,well i have.
The Fact is,setiap kali aku melihat kebelakang,dan melihat daftar Resolusi tahun baruku,aku menjadi agak sedih.
1.Be Cool.
2.Long Last(Fuck yeah)
3.Be More Productive
4.Last another year without puking
5.Actually maybe finish the book project.
6.Dont be a bag of shit.
Demikian Resolusi Tahun Baru 2012ku.dan jika melihat daftar tadi,bisa dibilang:
1.maybe indeed i have acomplish this,but it's all about perspective.
2.7 Months and still Strong.
3.I AM MORE PRODUCTIVE BITCHES!.......I MEAN I'VE NEVER SLEPT THIS MUCH BEFORE!
4.still strong.
5.almost done.......100 pages to go!
6.still am maybe.
I Have Acomplish Mainly half of it.the thing is with Resolutions,we make this list of things we want to achieve on the following year.Dan sayangnya,rencana tahun baru tidak selalu sesuai dengan Rencana.ada saja halangannya,dan sering kali aku mengedit daftar resolusiku dengan hal-hal yg lebih realistis.percaya atau tidak,sebenarnya list itu masih ada 2 lagi daftarnya,yaitu manjangin rambut dan bertemu dengan Jason Mraz.sebenarnya setiap tahun sih daftar bertemu Jason Mraznya.
In Fact tahun lalu hampir saja kucoret daftar itu.aku dan Kakak Iparku cukup dekat hubungannya,dan bla bla bla,karena Jason Mraz akan mengadakan Konser di Bali,aku diajak kakakku.Tidak,aku tidak meminta,Murni Kakakku sendiri yang mengajak.Ya,aku kegirangan selama semingguan.Ya,mungkin aku mengencingi diriku sendiri karena euphoria.
Namun seperti yg kukatakan tadi,pasti saja ada halangannya,dan penghalangnya ini membuat miris sekaligus senang.Ibuku,pulang dari Tanah Suci(dan sekarang alhamdullilah sudah bergelar Haji),dan sayangnya jadwal pulangnya pas hari dimana Konser Jason Mraz di bali digelar.yep,what a bummer.but i dont mind at all,Family is more important.even if it was my Idol.dan lagipula klo aku sudah cukup berduit sendiri,biar aku saja yg datangin dia di amerika,pas dia sudah tua dan mungkin pensiun dari Dunia Menyanyi.
Anyway,back to the main part.Life surprises you,you never know what will happened.the next day you got a big surprise and some naked sexy smockin hot babe stands in front of your door "do me kind sir" and other shit like that,and the other day you get the Marines Knocking your door.
I am still Learning to Embrace the surprises.but Life it self,never cease to amaze me.
Carpe Diem.
The Fact is,setiap kali aku melihat kebelakang,dan melihat daftar Resolusi tahun baruku,aku menjadi agak sedih.
1.Be Cool.
2.Long Last(Fuck yeah)
3.Be More Productive
4.Last another year without puking
5.Actually maybe finish the book project.
6.Dont be a bag of shit.
Demikian Resolusi Tahun Baru 2012ku.dan jika melihat daftar tadi,bisa dibilang:
1.maybe indeed i have acomplish this,but it's all about perspective.
2.7 Months and still Strong.
3.I AM MORE PRODUCTIVE BITCHES!.......I MEAN I'VE NEVER SLEPT THIS MUCH BEFORE!
4.still strong.
5.almost done.......100 pages to go!
6.still am maybe.
I Have Acomplish Mainly half of it.the thing is with Resolutions,we make this list of things we want to achieve on the following year.Dan sayangnya,rencana tahun baru tidak selalu sesuai dengan Rencana.ada saja halangannya,dan sering kali aku mengedit daftar resolusiku dengan hal-hal yg lebih realistis.percaya atau tidak,sebenarnya list itu masih ada 2 lagi daftarnya,yaitu manjangin rambut dan bertemu dengan Jason Mraz.sebenarnya setiap tahun sih daftar bertemu Jason Mraznya.
In Fact tahun lalu hampir saja kucoret daftar itu.aku dan Kakak Iparku cukup dekat hubungannya,dan bla bla bla,karena Jason Mraz akan mengadakan Konser di Bali,aku diajak kakakku.Tidak,aku tidak meminta,Murni Kakakku sendiri yang mengajak.Ya,aku kegirangan selama semingguan.Ya,mungkin aku mengencingi diriku sendiri karena euphoria.
Namun seperti yg kukatakan tadi,pasti saja ada halangannya,dan penghalangnya ini membuat miris sekaligus senang.Ibuku,pulang dari Tanah Suci(dan sekarang alhamdullilah sudah bergelar Haji),dan sayangnya jadwal pulangnya pas hari dimana Konser Jason Mraz di bali digelar.yep,what a bummer.but i dont mind at all,Family is more important.even if it was my Idol.dan lagipula klo aku sudah cukup berduit sendiri,biar aku saja yg datangin dia di amerika,pas dia sudah tua dan mungkin pensiun dari Dunia Menyanyi.
Anyway,back to the main part.Life surprises you,you never know what will happened.the next day you got a big surprise and some naked sexy smockin hot babe stands in front of your door "do me kind sir" and other shit like that,and the other day you get the Marines Knocking your door.
I am still Learning to Embrace the surprises.but Life it self,never cease to amaze me.
Carpe Diem.
Selasa, 22 Mei 2012
Kita akan terus Berjalan.
Sampai titik ini,gw belum ketemu orang yg membagi kegilaan akan Jason Mraz yg sama besarnya dengan gw.dan juga terus masih mencari,bahkan Pacar gw sendiri,Betina(nama samaran)pun apresiasi musiknya,namun lebih ke Taylor Swift dkk.dont get me wrong,bukannya aku bermaksud mendikte pilihan musik orang,namun aku tiba-tiba mengangkat topik ini mengingat betapa sedikitnya tersisa waktuku.no,gw nggak sekarat.no,aku nggak tau kiamat atau bukan.maksudku adalah waktu di SMPku.
Aku sudah menjadi fans Jason Mraz Sejak SD,atau lebih tepatnya sejak Album keduanya,Mr.A-Z.itu membuat aku bangga sedikit,karena banyak orang tahu Jason Mraz dari Lagu I'm Yours,sedangkan aku sudah tahu dia sebelum I'm Yours.dan kamu akan sadar betapa tuanya sudah kamu jika kamu melihat kebelakang dan ada image-image seperti mulainya sesuatu.seperti Toy Story,aku ingat pertama kali nonton pas umur 4 tahun,lalu pas 2010 akhirnya keluar Toy Story 3,dan akhirnya bermunculan Image-Image Childhood gw,dan juga berakhir Childhood gw pas berakhirnya Toy Story 3.
I like to say,as we get Older,aside from the getting bigger and taller stuff,kita juga harus belajar untuk berpisah dengan berbagai hal.seperti keluarga kita yg telah mendahului kita,atau dari yg terkecil seperti menghapus Game Football Manager karena dilarang pacar(ini pasti bukan gw ajakan?).Melihat 2 kali,Jason Mraz juga nggak tambah muda.dari penampilan Kurus,Ganteng dengan Topi Fedoranya,sekarang menjadi Hippie,berotot,tapi tetap ganteng(dan tentu aku bukan homo).dan disinipun aku sadar....betapa cepatnya aku bertambah tua,dan sekali lagi,harus berpisah dengan sesuatu.
3 Tahun yg lalu(atau didalam pikiranku,Kemarin,karena rasanya baru saja kemarin)Aku masuk SMP,dan 3 Tahun kemudian,tinggal menghitung hari lagi untuk menanggalkan Celana Biru Tua ini dan mulai memakan celana biru muda.dan tentu,sekali lagi kita akan berpisah.dan untuk kali ini berpisah dengan teman-temanku.
Dan rasanya setelah luluspun ntar,atau mungkin tepatnya pasti,kita semua yg dari satu smp akan terpencar ke segala penjuru dalam mencari SMA,dan jika satu SMA,akan ketemu teman-teman lama lagi.tapi tidak dengan Sobatku Ari.
Ari sudah berkali-kali kuceritakan didalam Blogku,sebagai Wingman Terpercayaku.cuman,sekarang karena statusnya aku sudah Pacaran dengan Betina,jadi sekarang aku yg membalas budi dia dengan menjadi Wingmannya.Jika baca Entri-Entri sebelumnya,mungkin sudah bisa mengambarkan Sifat temanku yg bernama Ari ini.
Jika semuanya akan terpencar mencari SMA dalam satu kota,maka temanku yg ini akan pergi ke Jawa.yah,it sucks to know this.
"jadi kapan elu balik?" dengan nada nggak peduli,tapi sebenarnya peduli banget.
"3 tahun lagi,atau habis kuliah,"
"lama juga yah..."
"tenang ae pid,toh ada epbi"
"oke-oke"
"nanti disana janji aku mau ikutin mimpi bualanku yg sering kuomongin ke kamu"
"apa?"
"Nge-Drum,dan aku janji klo balik ke balikpapan dan secara beruntung kita ketemu lagi,aku sudah menjadi Drummer hebat"
"amin brader"
"Amin!"
tapi tidak ada salahnya menurutku melepas hal-hal dalam hidup.karena dengan melepas satu hal dalam hidup,kita berarti membuat ruang untuk membuka satu lagi hal yang akan kita hadapi....the future.membahas masa depan memang mengasyikan sekaligus menyeramkan.apa nanti tujuan kita,apa nanti kita menjadi kalau sudah besar,dll.dan melihat temanku Ari yg bederterminasi tinggi dalam cita-citanya,membuat aku semangat lagi akan datangnya masa depan.
Tinggal hari,adalah kata-kata yg sering aku gumamkan.sebentar lagi aku akan menjadi Anak SMA,dan tidak seperti sebelumnya masuk SMP ngos-ngosan,aku lebih siap.karena Kita akan terus berjalan,mau tidak mau.
Carpe Diem.
The Return of Kakekmuda:entri dikit,banyak alasan.
Woah,Dude.are you still reading my entries?,because I myself,as the author,didn't.
well yeah,sudah lama gw nggak ngeblog,dan alasannya tentu sama:persiapan untuk UNAS.dan UNAS pun sudah berakhir,jadi akhirnya aku bisa lagi menjual jiwaku ke menulis(TAKE MY SOUL TCOKM,TAKE IT AGAIN YOU SHALL!!!!).
and from these 4 or 5 months of vaccum,i notice the following of me:
1.im full of shit.announcement menyedihkannya,aku nggak akan melanjut pekerjaan nulis gw kek Santa Gone Bad dan Bavesnas.jadi serasa Heroes dulu,pas tingginya baru berhenti melayang.and sorry,from now on this blog is only dedicated to be my 'Journal' or for normal faggish terms,Diary.
2.Cerita sebelumnya,Tuyul Jalan-Jalan,juga tidak akan kulanjutkan(another proof that i am full of shit indeed)karena alasan-alasan pribadi.
3.in my writing,gw sadar betapa 'terlalu bebas'-nya bahasa yg aku gunakan.well,mungkin kujinakin dikit.tanpa kata kasar rasanya menulis ini jadi garing(atau karena aku-nya saja yg tidak bisa menulis dengan baik dan dikit-dikit harus ada kata kasar,well fuck you)
so,done with the basics,let's go to the top shall we?,especially the third point.
di SMP gw,mungkin sudah banyak betebaran penulis-penulis muda berbakat,yg bahkan perbandingannya dengan gw adalah gw ibarat tai dan penulis A sutra(kama).well mungkin gw terlalu merendahkan diri,yg belakang ini sering kulakukan.
Sebagai Penulis(bilang aja kek gitu supaya aku senang),seiring berlanjut usia,aku suka membayangkan diri gw cara penulisanpun semakin berkembang,well bukan membayangkan sih,mungkin juga kenyataannya seperti itu walaupun seiprit.dan melihat aku yg jaman 2010 dulu,mungkin sudah seharusnya aku minta Mesin Waktu DeLorean-nya Marty dari Trilogi Back To The Future,dan kembali ke 2010 dan menampar diri gw kuat-kuat(tentu diriku yg 2010).oh god why was i like that?(bahkan sekarangpun kesannya nggak ada beda --a).dan yg membuat aku sadar akan 'terlalu bebas'-nya bahasa gw adalah teman blogger,yg mungkin baru saja menerjun ke dunia tulis,Ririn.
"Pid,gimana sih kamu nulis kok enak betul?,kek bagus gitu nah"
*Gede kepala*"yah gitu aja,sudah liat kan blogku?"
"sudah,tapi bahasamu nah ya allah -___- "
"terlalu bebas? -- "
"iya.."
dengan percakapan kecil itu membuatku sadar betapa mengerikannya aku dahulu.bahkan mungkin sekarangpun.so,kemungkinan nggak akan ada lagi kata serapah dari kebun binatang......tapi aku nggak janji,lol.
oh yeah,another thing i notice myself is that im actually taking the guitar.yes,bukan cuman genjreng-genjreng,betulan maen.no,bukan buat bikin cewe naksir(well,50% ide awalnya buat itu).dan selera musik masih sama,tergila-gila dengan Jazz dan Jason Mraz.
So,without making any promises,i think i can manage at least once a week post.that is at least thought.aku nggak sesibuk dulu sudah.and again,i like to think myself i handle things more mature than i used too(nyuri kutipan dari Starter for Ten),and i have to remind myself my courage is a wild dog,it doesn't sit still or come when i call it,i have to chase it down(nyuri kutipan lagi dari Zee Frank)
Carpe Diem.
well yeah,sudah lama gw nggak ngeblog,dan alasannya tentu sama:persiapan untuk UNAS.dan UNAS pun sudah berakhir,jadi akhirnya aku bisa lagi menjual jiwaku ke menulis(TAKE MY SOUL TCOKM,TAKE IT AGAIN YOU SHALL!!!!).
and from these 4 or 5 months of vaccum,i notice the following of me:
1.im full of shit.announcement menyedihkannya,aku nggak akan melanjut pekerjaan nulis gw kek Santa Gone Bad dan Bavesnas.jadi serasa Heroes dulu,pas tingginya baru berhenti melayang.and sorry,from now on this blog is only dedicated to be my 'Journal' or for normal faggish terms,Diary.
2.Cerita sebelumnya,Tuyul Jalan-Jalan,juga tidak akan kulanjutkan(another proof that i am full of shit indeed)karena alasan-alasan pribadi.
3.in my writing,gw sadar betapa 'terlalu bebas'-nya bahasa yg aku gunakan.well,mungkin kujinakin dikit.tanpa kata kasar rasanya menulis ini jadi garing(atau karena aku-nya saja yg tidak bisa menulis dengan baik dan dikit-dikit harus ada kata kasar,well fuck you)
so,done with the basics,let's go to the top shall we?,especially the third point.
di SMP gw,mungkin sudah banyak betebaran penulis-penulis muda berbakat,yg bahkan perbandingannya dengan gw adalah gw ibarat tai dan penulis A sutra(kama).well mungkin gw terlalu merendahkan diri,yg belakang ini sering kulakukan.
Sebagai Penulis(bilang aja kek gitu supaya aku senang),seiring berlanjut usia,aku suka membayangkan diri gw cara penulisanpun semakin berkembang,well bukan membayangkan sih,mungkin juga kenyataannya seperti itu walaupun seiprit.dan melihat aku yg jaman 2010 dulu,mungkin sudah seharusnya aku minta Mesin Waktu DeLorean-nya Marty dari Trilogi Back To The Future,dan kembali ke 2010 dan menampar diri gw kuat-kuat(tentu diriku yg 2010).oh god why was i like that?(bahkan sekarangpun kesannya nggak ada beda --a).dan yg membuat aku sadar akan 'terlalu bebas'-nya bahasa gw adalah teman blogger,yg mungkin baru saja menerjun ke dunia tulis,Ririn.
"Pid,gimana sih kamu nulis kok enak betul?,kek bagus gitu nah"
*Gede kepala*"yah gitu aja,sudah liat kan blogku?"
"sudah,tapi bahasamu nah ya allah -___- "
"terlalu bebas? -- "
"iya.."
dengan percakapan kecil itu membuatku sadar betapa mengerikannya aku dahulu.bahkan mungkin sekarangpun.so,kemungkinan nggak akan ada lagi kata serapah dari kebun binatang......tapi aku nggak janji,lol.
oh yeah,another thing i notice myself is that im actually taking the guitar.yes,bukan cuman genjreng-genjreng,betulan maen.no,bukan buat bikin cewe naksir(well,50% ide awalnya buat itu).dan selera musik masih sama,tergila-gila dengan Jazz dan Jason Mraz.
So,without making any promises,i think i can manage at least once a week post.that is at least thought.aku nggak sesibuk dulu sudah.and again,i like to think myself i handle things more mature than i used too(nyuri kutipan dari Starter for Ten),and i have to remind myself my courage is a wild dog,it doesn't sit still or come when i call it,i have to chase it down(nyuri kutipan lagi dari Zee Frank)
Carpe Diem.
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