Crisis

july - august - september
that months would be the holy-months.
why holy?
holiday[s]?
well, maybe holey[s] too.

people pay to be paid,
people paid to pay.
maybe that could be normal, but unfortunately it becomes abnormal,
when people do hard for this, do hard for that,
and what people get is incommensurate to they did.
it's ironic, I think.
really makes us terribly concerned.

why?
incomes not balance with outcomes?!.
yeah, you're right.
outcomes are bigger now.
holy-shit! shit! shit!

...

do you feel it too?
do you curious about it too?

I feel it.

it named CRISIS.
what kind of crisis?
well, it could be anything.
crisis of economy, crisis of energy, crisis of morality, even crisis of ideas.
what do you think?

...

so,
what can we do?
what can we do to make it back normal?
crying?
life is too short to be a crybaby.
trying?
I even trying everything to do this, to do that
[in order that] I can get this, can get that.
[but] maybe it still nothing.
hoping? wishing?
I don't like hoping.
[but] I always wishing something good.
[and] it always happened, nevertheless it comes late.
like a green day's song, I wish someone to wake me up when september ends. LOL

it seems like everything in disorder.

whoaaaaa!

this is an unexpected condition in an expected situation.

let's making ourselves sure that the storm will passed soon.
amin.

and then?

:((

cepet sembuh yaaang :'( and then?

homesick

I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I found

every day there's a boy in the mirror
asking me
what are you doing here
finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear

I travelled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as SOON as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
WILL wither in the light of my plan

so I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape I'd find

a song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for

homesick
cause I no longer know
what home is

-Kings of Convenience - Homesick

huhuhu
I love this song.
when I heard it, I always wondering where I should be.
yeah.
Where am I?
Where should I be?

I always feel empty.
null.

really homesick.
missed something called home.
but I don't know where actually my H-O-M-E is.

sick.
home.
sick.
homesick.

someone out there, could you find me a way to home? and then?

Having Foreplay with Hot Chocolate

di pojok pintu samping,
aku senang duduk disitu.
di dekat pilar persegi panjang depan jendela.

senang rasanya melihat para penghuni jalanan meneriakkan klaksonnya.
senang rasanya mendengar lagu tak jelas yang mengiang di kupingku.
benci sih, melihat para penghuni jalanan itu selalu bergantian berteriak.
benci sih, mendengar suara tak jelas yang selalu bergantian mendengung.

ahh..
nikmat rasanya..
menikmati cokelatnya hidup.
menikmati cokelatnya saringan nikotin.
menikmati cokelatnya cairan di gelas itu.

hot chocolate
aku suka hot chocolate
selalu suka dia
karena dia selalu tahu caranya membuat jalanan lurus di otak saya menjadi keriting.
kenapa harus keriting?
ya, karena otak keriting itulah otak normal.

yeah,
otak keriting saya bisa menjadikan saya normal dalam berpikir tentang tugas-tugas itu.

5.19pm - @pintu samping

and then?

Fresh Unfresh

hmmm..

i have the fresh health but i don't have the fresh body
i have the fresh mind but i don't have the fresh brain

isn't it moronic?

you have the fresh words but you don't have the fresh mouth
you have the fresh hearing but you don't have the fresh ears

isn't it moronic?

she has the fresh look but she doesn't have the fresh face
she has the fresh cookery but she doesn't have the fresh hands

isn't it moronic?

he has the fresh power but he doesn't have the fresh muscles
he has the fresh precise but he doesn't have the fresh eyes

isn't it moronic?

we don't have the fresh air in this superannuated-world
we don't have the fresh idea in this one's-own-world

huft..

i think it's really-super-moronic things that i ever 'speak'

08.09am,in.this.fucking-world and then?