first sigh for this year

Communication
by the Cardigans

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For 27 years I've been trying to believe and confide in
Different people I've found.
Some of them got closer then others
Some wouldn't even bother and then you came around
I didn't really know what to call you, you didn't know me at all
But I was happy to explain.
I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through the little holes in your veins
And I saw you
But that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect

You always seem to know where to find me and I'm still here behind you
In the corner of your eye.
I'll never really learn how to love you
But I know that I love you through the hole in the sky.

Where I see you
And that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect

Well this is an invitation
It's not a threat
If you want communication
That's what you get
I'm talking and talking
But I don't know
How to connect
And I hold a record for being patient
With your kind of hesitation
I need you, you want me
But I don't know
How to connect, so I disconnect
I disconnect.

sayang mamah

Malam ini,sepulang jalan-jalan bersama salah seorang teman,satu hal yang terpikir di kepala :
"Seluruh dunia pacaran..kecuali gue".
Sampai di rumah,kamar tepatnya,semua orang pergi mudik ke rumah masing-masing.
Makin males aja.....seluruh dunia bareng keluarga mereka.
Jadi mulai bersih-bersih kamar. Melegakan tempat untuk lebih leluasa ber-ginga.
Akhirnya nggak tahan...sms si Mamah,"Mah,aku kangen rumah.Semua lagi mudik lebaranan di sini".
Jawaban yang ditunggu biasanya adalah pesan-pesan sponsor berupa peringatan untuk konsentrasi pada studi bla bla bla..

Ternyata : "L H O ? aku lagi ngerayain imlek di Dharmawangsa".

Ealaaadalaaaah!
Ternyata..Si Mamah lagi pesta dansa Imlekan....
Ibundaku tersayang...kamu AMAT menghibur...jadi tambah kangen dan ketawa2 sendiri.
(untung rumah kosong)
Yeah,this one 's for you Mom.

the bone

Here's the bone extracted from my right knee.
Isn't it pretty?

men in tights..what a terrible sight

There is one crucial reason on WHY I'm not keen to eat in my school canteen.
Because there are some guys from PA (performing arts or KSP/seni pertunjukan, kalo bahasa IKJ mah) who ALWAYS wear TIGHTS,not the long one..the ultra short (as short as those hotpants).
Trust me...it will make your eyes sore.

Today,such a conundrum...
PA people invites us for lunch (YAY it's free),because their new batch of masters students are having their orientation.
FYI, those tight-lovin'-guys are wearing grey and skin coloured spandex today...
*sigh*

Even getty images doesn't cater a pic for guy in tights,so this guy's pic'll do.
And no,I don't want to draw the illustration,thanks.

Serendistupidity bus

Tuhan bekerja dengan caraNya yang misterius dan kocak

Have you ever ever thought that chances are so slim that sometimes they are invisible?

Last week,Thursday for exact, I woke up with weird feeling on my eyes. Yea, stupid thing to left my contacts intact. What can I say? I was too tired after got soaking wet the night before. So I sms my friend who's also an eye doctor. He didn't reply.
I took off those contacts and pro long my sleep (hey,my class was suppose to be at 2 pm). 2nd time waking up..my eyes were watery and even too sensitive to see light. Feeling desperate, I called my friend,luckily he was in the hospital and told me to come ASAP. So I went and became his first patient in 2006 (will that suppose to bring good luck?). Few yellow icky-looking solution and eye drops then I felt much better.
Then I went to one of my best girlfriend here, Nona Hoegaarden,whose place is my fave crashing spot. (We love to watch those Indonesian gossip shows on week ends). I need a company for finishing some banking duty. Turned out it was quite a day for her as well. So, we went for a dinner, and I was listening to her burden. Afterward, we were heading to the MRT station, when she suddenly change her mind.
Nona Hoegaarden : "The number 65 bus pass Lucky Plaza right?"
Nona Cyan :"Yea...we just went there for dinner...Are thinking of taking that instead of the train?"
NH :"The rain stopped and that bus will pass your place and mine, so let's go".

So we reroute and wait for the number 65 at that bus stop. Feeling more relaxed, we chat about a sad looking chap.
Nona Cyan : " He is soo damn quiet, and talks to me only if you guys not around. That's really unnecessary,I think."
Nona Hoegaarden : " He is quiet, and he feel brokenhearted because.. bla bla bla (she filled me with his love life history)
While listening to her story, I was thinking, this guy is pathetic. Man, come on! Those girls left you surely for some reasons!
And you use that as an excuse to sink in sadness? Just get up and get a life!
Love and life can be mean sometimes, but that's not an excuse to stop living your life.
Then again,I kind of envy him because he lost a lot of kilos. Yea,and women tend to gain some.

Nona Hoegaarden : "UUUH..if only we got more time with him! I'm sure we can cheer him up!"
Nona Cyan : "Yea" and I silently pray for him,since some of my friends suffers greatly from brokenheart.
Then that bus came,she was rushing before me to find some seats.
Suddenly I heard a voice beside me.
Mas Sadness : "Are you girls going back?"
And there he was,the poor chap we've been gossiping about LOUDLY in the bus stop...
OK, he was pathetic, but I was twice more. Got humiliated twice,and we've only met 3 times.

Those "What ifs" just keep ringing inside my head....
"What if we took MRT that day?"
"What if my eyes were ok,so I don't have to go to doc and went to Orchard alone?"

Well, well well....and some may call this "serendipity".