tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101072132012-01-31T23:42:30.426-08:00jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1125660184138761392005-09-02T04:11:00.000-07:002005-09-02T04:23:04.146-07:00dari sekian banyak waktu yang gue punya hari ini, gue menghabiskan itu semua untuk tidur. ga terasa badan gue kayanya udah mulai nolak buat diajak tidur lagi. mirip sama istri yang nolak buat diajak tidur sama suaminya. analogi gua agak kampungan yah. kemungkinannya karena si istri lagi marah karena suaminya selingkuh, suaminya bau ketek kalo lagi have sex, atau istrinya nyimpen tenaga buat do that thing in other place with anotherman pastinya. kemungkinan yang jarang ditemukan. tapi namanya juga kemungkinan dari miliaran kepala manusia.<br /> kalo istrinya badannya udah ga mau diajak tidur ga mau diajak have sex, berarti sekarangudah waktunya cari pelarian. suami itu pergi keluar rumah buat nyari 'ceritanya istri' lain yang masih mau.<br /> gue harus cari kegiatan selain tidur. bangun dari tidur gue rasa udah cukup.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-112566018413876139?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1110541123834978622005-03-11T03:26:00.000-08:002005-03-11T19:03:16.196-08:00<span style="color:#ff6666;">selamat tinggal kasih</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">sampai kita jumpa lagi</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">aku pergi tak kan lama</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">hanya sekejap saja</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">ku akan kembali lagi</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">dan ku pun akan tetap</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">menanti.....</span><br /><br />lagu yang barusan kayanya ngejawab, ini<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">i hate to see you go</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">eventhough i know when you comin back</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">it's hard to breathe without you</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">and baby thats a fact</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">i know sometimes you have to leave</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">but i wish that you could stay</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">everytime you go away......</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">yhehehe.. iya kan? lucu banget, orang indonesia buat lagu jawaban dari lagu luar....</span><br />hmm, jadi merenung gini gue sekarang....<br />cinta.... ada apa engga sih?<br />mungkin cinta adalah buah pikiran manusia, jadi setiap manusia punya cintanya masing2...<br />jadi cinta itu relatif dong.... trus kenapa katanya cinta tu universal?!!!!<br />mendingan ga usah dibuat kata cwinta aje deh, dari pada bingung...<br />hahaha... getir nih!!<br />but i love you anyway.... really love you...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-111054112383497862?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1107395765205462062005-02-02T17:50:00.000-08:002005-02-02T17:56:05.206-08:00Obsession (No Es Amor) <br />Its early in the morning <br />And my heart is really moaning <br />Just thinkin bout you baby <br />Got me twisted into things <br />And I dont know how to take it <br />But its driving me so crazy <br />I dont know if its right <br />I'm tossin turning in my bed <br />Its 5 oclock in the morning <br />And I still cant sleep <br />Thinkin bout your beauty it makes me <br />Weak...I'm feeling hopeless at home <br />I dont know what to do but I think I'm in love <br />Baby........... <br /> <br />Amor , no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Then what am I feeling (what am I doing wrong) <br />Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Its just an illusion that I have in my heart <br /> <br />Now I know you're not my lady I'm just tryin to make this right <br />I dont know what to do I'm going out of my mind <br />So baby if u let me could I getchu to say maybe we could ride together <br />We could do this all nite now I dont care if u got a man <br />Baby I wish ud understand <br />Cuz I kno he cant love u right, quite like I can <br />Its 5 oclock in the morning <br />And I still cant sleep <br />Thinkin bout your beauty it makes me <br />Weak... <br />I'm feeling hopeless at home <br />I dont kno what to do but I think I'm in love <br /> <br />Amor no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Then what am I feelings (what am I doing wrong) <br />Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Its just an illusion that I have in my heart <br /> <br />I like the way u freak it like that <br />I like the way u freak it like that <br />I like the way u freak it like that <br />Its an obsession <br /> <br />Hold up let me dream <br />Shorty got me feelin less supreme <br />Where my candy, where my cream <br />Got your boy feel less supreme <br />Hold up wait a minute baby you so damn independent <br />Loving everything your representing <br />Got alot of money, I love to spend it <br />And thats whats up and I dont care what people scream <br />No I'm blessin when I'm stressin <br />My superfly beauty queen I'm gonna keep it saucy <br />Cuz my money know how I do, we go rendez-vous, mi corazon belongs to you <br /> <br />Amor ...no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Then what am I feelings (what am I doing wrong) <br />what am I do wrong [echo] <br />Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Its just an illusion that I have in my heart <br />Amor... no es amor (if this aint love) <br />What am I feelling? (what am I doing wrong?) <br /> what am I do so wrong? [echo] <br />Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) <br />Its just an illusion that I have in my heart <br />Amor..... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-110739576520546206?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1105816475621619622005-01-15T11:01:00.000-08:002005-01-27T00:17:42.373-08:00sial, gue mesti buka2 mailox yahoo gue buat nemuin satu surat ini... dari 450an surat, gue baru nemuin di sekitar surat 350an... isinya bagus banget, gue dapet dari temen. Kalo ga salah, ini adalah salah satu speech di serial.... hmmm, lupa. but it's total good. <br /> <br /> <br />Dear Valentine, come away with me. If I had a day with you and you only, I would enjoy the simple things. The things that bring joy to the drudgery and the mundane, the things that, in the end, when time steals the rest away, are the only things we'll remember. I would paddle you across a still lake in a rowboat and read poetry to you until you fell asleep, and I would never ever think about the hours. <br /> <br />Dear Valentine, if I had one day with you and you only, I would admire every line of your face, every strand of your hair, every graceful movement of your hands or your eyes or your body. If I had one perfect day. Don't you see, my heart beats only for you? <br /> <br />Dear Valentine, these are the things I remember, my love... A warm hand, your warm breath, your warm mouth, your arms around mine. I remember feeling safe, ceaseless, like one person, the two of us, still, at rest, entwined. I remember how I felt the first time I kissed you. It felt like... the high dive. What do you remember? How will I ever know what was inside your heart? Where do they go, all the things we think and feel but don't say? <br /> <br />Dear Valentine, these are the things I never told you, these are the things I need you to know... that I loved you always, and my love was so big, it lives still after you're gone. I'd like to tell you that I would do it differently, that if I had one more day I would do everything right. But I know that not to be true. I'd make all the same mistakes. That is, except one... I wouldn't say good-bye. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-110581647562161962?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1105810009720020862005-01-15T09:06:00.000-08:002005-01-15T09:26:49.720-08:00<span style="font-family:Verdana;">tadi sore gue nonton the rugrats... kata orang2, film kartun ini ga lucu...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">mungkin, tapi menurut gue the rugrats itu menarik banget, ceritanya...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">realistis... episode tadi sore, cerita tentang cinta versi anak2... yang jatuh cinta, siapa ya? gue jadi lupa... pokoknya temennya tommy yang cengeng lah.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Dia jatuh cinta sama anak cewek laen yang sering maen ditaman juga... karena suka banget sama anak cewe itu, dia mau ngasi apa aja buatnya.... mulai dari cokelat. Dia pikir semua anak seneng dikasih hadiah, makanya anak cewe akan itu diberi coklat... sayangnya kenyataan tak seindah harapan, coklatnya ditolak. </span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">jangankan mau nerima coklat pemberian, kenalanpun enggak...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">tapi perjuangan belum berakhir, dia coba lagi pake benda lain, bunga...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">semangat buat memberi emang masih gede banget, makin gede tepatnya...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">untung bunga dan dia ditolak lagi... jadi ceritanya masih berlanjut..</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">berlanjut dengan kebingungan yang dia punya, tentang kenapa ada anak yang tidak suka diberi hadiah. </span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">namanya juga beda orang, jadi persepsi hidupnya juga berbeda. sekilas pikiran gue waktu nonton.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-110581000972002086?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107213.post-1105532814324005472005-01-12T04:22:00.000-08:002005-01-12T04:26:54.323-08:00like father like son <br />like mother like daughter <br />kaynya gue ga mirip[ ama dua2nya dah... <br />susah ya... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10107213-110553281432400547?l=satria.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jumpitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11772324296986012180noreply@blogger.com1