saya lagi suka nih dengerin tang ting tung-annya piano.
digabung dengan gaung ruangan dan softly spoken melody.
aaaahh.. we ride tonight...

coba dulu diterusin les piano-nya.
ngeyel les harmonika sih dulu.

kayanya kudu dijadiin proyek baru.
hahahaaayy..

Akhir-akhir ini kehidupan weekend saya nyampah banget (yah dulu juga nyampah sih, cuman sekarangan ini kayanya udah bener-bener kaya TPS Bojong gitu dah. This really is the new low of my life. hahahaa...). Euh.. malah sebenernya udah dua weekends ini sih. Oh iya, yang namanya weekend itu maksud saya hari Sabtu ama Minggu. Dua weekends ini saya habiskan bersama dua anggota geng saya yang setia, Johnson dan Jaelani (nama disamarkan). Berbagai kejadian nyampah terjadi pada jangka waktu tersebut. Untuk lebih singkatnya, akan saya berikan list kegiatan saya di dua weekend terakhir ini:


WEEKEND 1:
SABTU
1. Pergi ke apartemen Johnson (teman saya yang sudah saya jelaskan beberapa post yang lalu) bersama anggota geng saya yang baru, Jaelani (nama tetap disamarkan).
2. Mengurangi jatah nyawa serta membahayakan kesehatan dengan menghisap asap rokok dan bermain WE terlalu dekat dengan tivi.
3. Pergi keluar.
4. Bingung mau pergi kemana.
5. Akhirnya pergi ke Wapres Bulungan.
6. Tertawa terbahak-bahak.
7. Makan makanan pinggir jalan yang tidak sehat.
8. Bingung mau pergi kemana.
9. Akhirnya sok-sokan ke Shisha Cafe.
10. Uang ternyata ngepas.
11. Teman saya, Jaelani, ternyata tepar di kafe tersebut.
12. Pulang pagi.
13. Belum bisa tidur.
14. Baru bisa tidur kira-kira jam 5 pagi.

MINGGU
1. Bangun jam setengah 3 sore.
2. Rencana mau beli DVD siang-siang buyar.
3. Bingung mau kemana.
4. Akhirnya pergi keluar (yang penting keluar dulu).
5. Jalan-jalan sampe akhirnya nyampe di Angke (anjisss jauh abisss).
6. Makan makanan yang kayanya gak terlalu halal.
7. Bertemu kolega di tempat makan, ngobrol sampe lama.
8. Lanjut makan martabak di Pluit.
9. Saking sampahnya hari ini, saya sampai lupa udah ngapain aja. Lanjut aja deh di weekend kedua.

WEEKEND 2:
SABTU
1. Mengulangi kegiatan minggu lalu dari nomor 1 sampai 8.
2. Clubbing gratissss!!!! Cihuiiii...
3. Ternyata uang juga habisssss.. Cihuiii..
4. Isi klubnya kalo gak banci, mas-mas, bapak-bapak, om-om bule gandengan ama cewe sekelas Bounty Bali, atau cewe-cewe aneh bergaya dansa yang sangat aneh juga.
5. Tertawa terbahak-bahak.
6. Kepala pusing terlalu banyak terkena dentuman DJ mainkan musik, disko dimulaaaiii.. haaaaiiii.. (lho?)
7. Melihat mas-mas (sok) sangar, ngeluarin beceng.
8. Menundukkan kepala melihat kejadian itu.
9. Melihat seorang satpam ditodong beceng sambil ditoyor-toyor.
10. Akhirnya kejadian selesai.
11. Pulang pagi.
12. Belum bisa tidur.
13. Akhirnya baru bisa tidur jam setengah 4 pagi.

MINGGU
1. Bangun jam setengah 12 siang.
2. Ditinggal orangtua saya makan siang di luar, karena belum mandi.
3. Tidur-tiduran sampai jam setengah 5 sore.
4. Bingung mau kemana.
5. Akhirnya keluar juga (yang penting keluar dulu).
6. Jalan-jalan sampai RS Pondok Indah (menurut Jaelani, ada bakso siomay enak banget di sana.)
7. Ternyata abang-abangnya udah gak ada.
8. Jaelani digebukin.
9. Akhirnya makan makanan Jepang pinggir jalan di Bintaro.
10. Bertemu dua saudara saya, Rico dan Stephen (nama tentu saja disamarkan).
11. Tamu-tamu dan para pengamen yang ada di tenda makanan itu aneh-aneh.
12. Tertawa terbahak-bahak.
13. Mengambil tas si Jaelani di rumah kakaknya di daerah Pondok Aren.
14. Bingung mau kemana lagi.
15. Berhenti di pinggir jalan tol Veteran selama 15 menit.
16. Akhirnya diputuskan untuk berkaraoke di Happy Puppy Fatmawati.
17. Bernyanyi 32 lagu dalam 2 jam (contoh lagu: Bang SMS - Trio Macan, Sunny - Bunga Citra Lestari, My Heart - Acha & Irwansyah, Demi Waktu - Ungu, dll).
18. Ternyata MAHAL SEKALI harga karaokenya.
19. Pulang pagi.
20. Akhirnya saya nulis blog ini deh.


Begitulah weekends saya yang nyampah. Benar-benar nyampah. Karena seharusnya masih banyak kegiatan lain yang bisa dilakukan untuk menghabiskan masa perkuliahan saya (yang notabene sebentar lagi akan habis ini). Minggu depan rencananya kami akan melakukan kegiatan-kegiatan ini lagi. Haduhhh.. Benar-benar sudah blank nih. Saya sudah gak tau lagi mau ngapain.

This is another story about a boy.
He is very slow.
So slow that even Mr. Snail (known as the slowest bloke in town) hates him.
The boy never gets what he wants because he is always late.

Today Mr. Milkman's (he is the sleaziest milkman that you will ever imagine) carrier suddenly falls down and all the milk are pouring to the street.
(I think it is because the carrier tumbles down on the hill).
Everyone on town are craving for milk.
They have never felt so lucky before.

Everyone keep screaming and biting and pushing and do everything they need to do for milk.
Even Mr. Snail (like I said before, the slowest bloke in town) keep pushing Mrs. Blossom until she throw up.
But the boy keep walking slowly from his house.
He thinks that today will last forever and the milk will keep pouring from Mr. Milkman's carrier.

When the boy gets there, all the milk was gone, and so was everyone.
All he sees is some drops from the carrier and many more that form puddles on the street.
WIth his bottle he collected all of the drops, and with his spoon he hoed the milk puddle onto his bottle.

Then he come back home.
(It takes about three days for him to get back home).
At home, he sees his mother is trying to get some water from the broken tap outside his house.
Cheerfully he says, "Hello mother, I brought you some milk. Will you drink it for me?"
Then his mother says, "Well of course dear.. I've been really thirsty for the last three days.. oh that's when you go, right dear?"
The boy says, "Yes mother. Now will you sit down on your chair and I will warm this milk for you."

And so it is.
His mother drink all of the milk, when all of the sudden she turns into a three-legged unicorn.
Mother says, "Why dear.. What have I become?"
The boy says, "This is what I've been wanting since I know you, mother."
Mother says, "Well if it is what you want.. then I'll fly to Turkey and meet your daddy. We will then have another child for you to raise. You'll have to name him the same name as you are."
The boy says, "..............."
Mother says, "Why dear.. answer me.."
The boy says, "..............."
(This conversation last about three hours)

His mother grow impatient and then directly flew to Uzbekistan.
She has another husband in there.
Oh her husband must be really shocked by this transformation.
Thus, the boy is still slow and he is going slower and slower by the day.

on the land of golds and pirates
there is a forbidden treasure chest
when somebody seek it
their head will spontaneously combust
bloods everywhere
brain scattered
and eyes blinded

one may seek it
and one may found it
if they have found the holy canal
and ask the suburbia god to open the chest
but suburbia god is not holy
unlike the canal
it is full of syrup water

he will crush you whenever you try to ask him
he will kill you like a bug
his eunuch will gladly torture you and never be found
if you have found the holy canal
and ask the suburbia god
but you are already dead
the treasure chest will remain forbidden

if you drink the holy canal water
the suburbia god will arise
and he will ask you
not you asking him
by then, you must answer it
for you cannot answer
then dead is a must

suburbia god's only weakness is nothing in this world
the treasure chest will remain forbidden
the holy canal will remain holy
the holy canal water will remain syrup
your head will remain spontaneously combust
your death is still a must
on the land of golds of pirates