this evening
gajayana coach number four seat number four a
depart Jakarta thirty past five pm
arrive Tulungagung prob. at dawn
hehehe.. somehow i feel so0o excited, this feeling is like NEVER before! not even at my first mudik.
whats gonna happend? hopefully all the best 
well then, see you all after idul fitri pals!
Mohon Maaf Lahir dan Batin Yha… 
*not nohara shinnosuke yes..
i’ve stunned!!!
ever since her first appearance in media.
her beauty.. her charm… (via photos mostly i know)
arrggghhh……!!!! i just couldnt resist (to what? 
)
regardless the facts or issues about mano’s story theres one ironic fact that i concerned;
for such beautiful girl to be wasted ; what a pity..
emang, cowo tu dimana-mana sama! (kecuali gw)
makanya gw ngga suka ama cowok!!!
mending mreneo waelah nduuk… nduk.. tak openi, tak beri kasih sayang, ora kiro tak pulosoro…
eheheheh ngarep mode ON
*where harga, x is integer and positif (or simply price increment 
)
INTRO
yesterday at sixteenth april i officially am a bachelor degree man with S.Kom title behind my name
dont feel anything special though.. even when on the graduation ceremony i dont feel any excitement. no offense, i dont mean to act cool nor jaim.
whats clear in my mind, as i’ve stated a couple of posts ago, is that this graduation stuffs is nothing but a new start..
but my mom had a different thought, she’s so persistent on planning to come to my wisuda (graduation ceremony).
she said its okay to celebrate this once in a lifetime experience, besides she wanted to come to J, to see how her son’s make living
she then departed from Tulungagung train station at april thirteen arrived at J april fourteen, eight o’clock in the morning.
we are so full of agendas , we visited our distant families and stuffs.. till the main event that is wisuda came.
it was scheduled to be held at eight AM, but somehow delayed until nine AM and finish approximately at half past twelve PM.
after a couple of photo shoots (because requested by some friends) me and my mom go straight home, after took our meals of course 
we rest for approx. two hours before the train leave. i ask my mom if she would take a nap, while i go to ksbd thirteen to watch Heroes, and ngremot2 (!) ihihihi…
REFF
there’s this occurrence that made my day. this last week we brought gajayana ticket three times;
one ta-jkt for my mom
one jkt-ta for us
one ta-jkt for me
and their price keep increased!!! from 270k, 280k (2x) and 310k!!!! DIamp*tt tenan!!!
padahal ora ono prei ora ono momen khusus, malah seng 270k iku dinone senin, which is seharusnya bukan peak day. yg 310k iku yo dinone sebtu, termasuk bukan peak, karena biasanya arus ke J ramenya hari minggu.
KURANG AJAR TENAN seng jenenge PT. KAI iku ancene.. modele ngundakno rego sak karepe kimpete mbiyahe!! C*K..!!
Astagfirullahaladzim…..
Fyuuh…
*alias pengalaman pertama nembak cewek..
Ihir..
this is unlikely me to share some personal yet memalukan memories, but just be it!
this is about my seventeen years old (or so) love story. cinta monyet, eh kingkong kali ya, cinta monyet kan smp..
before we go on, i would like to appologize to you for have to read such inconvenient post. fyi it is soo hard to keep words in FULL english as some feelings, moments and expressions are best describe in Indonesia! even boso jowo!! i am sori yes..
so why first confession? why not first love?
one is because i’m not even sure what love is. till this very moment on my twenty two years and seven months old i’ve NEVER go on a date! pathetic, lame, mengenaskan… T_T
but i never feel sorry about that. knowing that i still be loved by my family and friends is WAY than enough.
two is because the girl in this story is not the first girl i like, not the first i naksir with.
gw pernah naksir temen SD gw namanya eni, rosa juga gw pernah suka walopun dulu pas kelas tiga kita pernah berantem perkara pensil (doank!). trus ada juga murid pindahan dari jakarta, linda namanya seingatku sih dia manis juga, jd sempet naksir juga.
teruus.. kelas satu smp ngga ada sih, sibuk belajar soalnya. xixi..
tp kelas duwa dan kelas tiga woo jangan ditanya, tons of girls i would consider as macan whom they are pernah gw jadiin bahan cuci mata dan tokoh imajinatif dalam otak gw yg kelewat ngeres ini. ada ratna, astrid, cita, eva, nargis (ihihihi), naning, rosa (again but more grown up), lovi, si a, si b, si c, ah banyak lah pokoknya.
Playboy? Obviously NOT! naksir doank koq.. heheheh.. suka aja ngeliat mahluk2 itu, beautiful as scenery.
three is because not all the girl i like i confess to her. She is my first time.
Ehem, haus minum dulu yak.
so for the sake of time and page efficiency lets go to the point.
after going thorough (siyah) and lame pedekate gw putusin untuk nembak diya di depan kelas tiga dhe.
waktu itu both of us lagi pelajaran di lab, jadi gampang curi2 momentnya.
bla bla bla. Aku Suka Sama Kamu. bla bla bla
done, uwes, gitu. Hahahaha…
what about details? Haaah, i hate details. as far as you know the maksud its enough lah… tehehehe..
honestly i never really know about her. and why i like her. i just know that she’s pretty and she’s sooo my type.
sampe sekarang (kadang) masih suka kebayang sama diya. apalagi sekarang semakin dekat, kita sekota lagi! (never again meet in person though)
nevertheless i dont want to take serious on that. i believe She’s happy with someone else, and i believe cinta ngga akan kamana.
so i decided to keep on looking, keep on watching, keep on searching bibit-bibit cinta disekitar gw. hohoho..
btw anyway busway, buwat orang yg gw gosipin diatas;
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ya..
Wish you all the very best
