//May 05, 2010//

Siang ini…

Siang ini, langit berubah mendung dan hujan mulai turun. Pakaian yang lupa diangkat dan kepala yang berlarian terlihat dari kamar saya di lantai 2. Saya justru berkemas, bergegas pergi, dengan senyum dan payung terkembang. Saya tidak ingin membuang waktu.

Saya suka hujan.

Saya memilih jalan kaki. Naik angkutan umum akan mempersempit waktu saya berkenalan dengan hujan. Kubangan air dan tanah becek. Cipratan lumpur dan rintik dari atap. Sepatu saya menghitam, basah bercampur lumpur.

Saya masih suka hujan.

Di tengah jalan, hujan berhenti. Senyum saya habis. Saya menutup payung dan memberhentikan angkutan umum. Saya berhenti menyukai.

Siang ini, hujan turun terlalu cepat.

Sore itu…

Sore itu, teman saya mengajak menemani. Pengukuran demi Tugas Akhirnya, saya mengangguk antusias. Hujan turun, katanya. Anggukan saya makin keras. Memang kenapa, jawab saya. Kamipun menyeberang kota Bandung, untuk menikmati hujan sore itu. Saya, akhirnya berkenalan dengan hujan.

Hujan, senang berkenalan hari ini. Mungkin besok, saya akan berkenalan dengan hujan yang lain.

//May 05, 2010//

For many nights of half asleep and many days of full gas tank, the sun is still shining and the wind is still blowing.
Through rains and dark clouds, I don’t know how I behave to people and what the use of it all.
It doesn’t make rhymes and it doesn’t make sense, but sometimes I questioned myself for being too mean to people or too damn nice to them.
Why does it seem not right and why does it have to be questioned.
As today, I found myself.
Right there, in the middle of Coelho’s book and slip in Randy Newman tunes.
Right here, in the middle of book shelves and the Belgian Waffle stall.
Right between the corner of rollercoaster ride and the merry-go-round.
I was there, and will always be there.
I choose to be here, and I am.
This is the person who goes after passion knowing it will be all full of failure and disappointment.
Where waiting is the daily routine.
For knowing what the use of complaining.
I’ve been gone and I’ve been back.
It is Christina and Amber.
It is a beauty and a geek.
It’s been long and it’s been hard.
But in the end, welcome home.
Buddy, pal, dude, friends, you,
I’m here.

//May 04, 2010//

Being assigned to do what you love is passion. So feel it, it won’t take minutes. Oh, I know you gonna do good and rock it :) Jealous, I want to have one too someday. For now, let’s say: good luck, people!

//April 28, 2010//

Having conversation is what matter when two people interacts. It would be a heaven’s delight if it includes a meal or dinner but it would be as nice if it served with additional rain.

//April 27, 2010//

On a broken heart or a meltdown, on a bad day or a suck situation, you most probably want to put some music on maximum volume. Running some playlist you could sing along really well. As for me it is an obvious long playlists of Blink 182 and Sheila on 7. Everyone loves Sheila on 7, don’t they? :P As for me, it’s not a guilty pleasure by the way, that’s what I called ultimate pleasure.