MERDEKA!!!!

Merdeka!!! Yeah!! 17 Agustus sbentar lage!!! *Ngibar-Ngibarin bendera*

Btw gw ngapain aja neh? Yah, gw jd panitia tujuhblasan diskul. Tepatnya jadi angggota sie. Dekorasi bwt Smada (nma gaul bwt skul gw) Idol plus Putra Putri Kemerdekaan. Fyi *sok penting*, gw slalu masuk sie. Dekorasi. Ga tw knp. Mngkin krn gw anak mading? Ato krn gw emank hebat? *Lebay neh* yah apapun itu, gw slalu enjoy menjalankan tugas.

Slain ada Smada Idol dan Putra Putri kemerdekaan, diskul juga diadain Lomba tarik tambang, sepakbola sarung, basket 3 on 3 daster, voli sarung (klo ga slh. Gw lupa), ma lomba koloborasi (prtahankan klereng *istilah gw*, makan krupuk *krupuknya masuk angin lo!*, lompat karung, dan masukan pakunya ke dalam botol!)

Gw *sok penting* sbgai org yg terkenal dikelas memutuskan untuk menawarkan diri menjadi peserta lomba tarik tambang kpd ktua kelas. Sbut saja dia Orang Tua. Krn dia memank tua. Dia baru aja ultah yg k-71 lo! Hebat ya… loh? Ngpain bahas si Orang tua? Oke, kembali ke masalah yg tadi. Dgn pede dan smangat tinggi gw melambai-lambaikan tangan untuk menarik perhatian warga kelas.

“Gw! Gw! Gw mo ikut tarik tambang yah?”

Warga kelas menatap kea rah gw dgn pandangan meremehkankan. Orang tua pun berkata, “Lo tuh kurus, kecil lagi. Nggak!”

Tmen sbangku gw, sbut saja dia Bawang Bombay, ga mw kalah,”Iya, ngapain lo ikut tarik tambang? Skali ditiup langsung terbang.”

Gw kecewa. GW KECEWA SAUDARA-SAUDARA!!!

“Heh! Wktu klas dua kmaren, gw ikut tarik tambang dan membwt klas kita juara empat!” gw mengadakan pembelaan.

Tapi ga ada yg dengerin. Ya weslah…

Akhirnya gw jadi bagian dokumentasi kelas. Motret2 anak2 klas gtu. Merekam kehebohan kita2.

Tau ga kita juara brp?

JUARA 3!!!

Hehehe… lumayan neh. Secara lawan kita segede badak woi! Kita2 sih sneng2 aja. Juara 3 kan dpt hadiah juga! Lomba yg laen gw kurang tw. Ato kami Cuma ikut tarik tambang doang? Tau ah..

Awas kualat!!!

Soundtrack: Avril Lavigne – The best damn thing

Gw saranin sma lo semua… klo ngomong tuh hati2. Jangan asal & sok2an. Jdnya ntar kya gw. Kualat mulu. Terhitung sudah tiga kali gw kemakan omongan sendiri. Tiga kali itu bukan angka pasti. Sisanya gw udah lupa ato ga nyadar dah kualat. Soalnya gw ngerasa sring kemakan omongan sendiri. Dan gw dibikin merana… karena ketiganya berhubungan dgn cowok…

Yah, karena gw baek, gw mw aja nyeritain “masa2 kualat” gw.

One day gw prnah ngomong ketemen2 gw klo cowok asia (Jepang+Korea) itu banci. Critanya sih temen2 gw lagi asik ngomong ttg pemaen princess hours, DBSK, Super Junior, Koike Teppei pokoknya cowok asia lah! Gw yg merasa ga nyambung nyeletuk, “Apa sih? Cowok Asia? Mereka tuh banci. Mukanya kaya cewek, dandan juga kayak cewek. Ga bgt deh.”

“Tapi mereka tu ganteng! lo aja yg ga tau,” balas temen gw. Sebut saja dia jahe.

“Males ah. Banci!” gw ga mw kalah.

Dan…

Skrang gw jatuh cinta bgt ma Uruha. Gitaris The Gazette yg cantik bgt dan sering dandan kaya cewek. Gw juga lagi suka bgt ma cowok2 visual kei yg nyeleneh abis dan hobi bgt dandan kya cewek.

Gw kualat.

Dan senanglah si Jahe. “Bukannya kt lo mereka tu banci. Ga bgt. Trus skrng malah sk ma Uruha yg cewek gitu.”

Gw diem.

“Makanya jgn ngomong yg aneh2.”

Gw tetep diem.

Lanjut lagi. Kualat yg kedua terjadi wktu gw klas 11 kmaren. Temen gw lg naksir ma kakak kelas. Sebut saja dia teroris. Kbetulan kelas si teroris dket ma klas gw jadi temen gw nih minta dicariin info ttg kak teroris. Kak teroris tuh memang cakep, tinggi, perfectlah orgnya. Tp tampangnya jutek, terkesan angkuh, sombong, dan nyebelin. Salah satu kakak kelas kenalan gw pernah nyebut dia ‘org yg sok segala2nya’. Gw jadi ilfil jg ma kak teroris. Orgnya juga ngebos.

“Ngapain lo naksir ma dia. Orgnya sombong, nyebelin, jutek!” gw berkata kpd temen gw.

“Trserah gw donk. Coba liat, dia tu kereeeeen…”

Yah, terserah lo deh.

Selang beberapa bulan kemudian, temen gw dah ga suka lagi ma kak teroris. Trus gw lg jalan gt disekitar tongkrongannya kak teroris. Gw ngelirik dia. Cakep memank, tp sombong! Gw berkata dalam hati.

Besoknya…

Gw langsung jatuh cinta ma kak teroris!!! Sumpah! Gw ga tw kenapa! Gw jd deg2an plus rasa hati jd ga menentu wkt ngeliat dia. God…

Dan prasaan gw gak hilang2 untuk seterusnya.

Menjelang akhir semester kakak kelaspun lulus dan pergi dari sekolah. Gw sedih krn kak teroris juga pergi. Sedih bgt (Prasaan gw ada nulis curhatan gw karena ditinggal ma kak teroris). Temen2 gw juga sedih. Secara yg digebet kebanyakan kakak kelas. Yg tersisa Cuma temen2 seangkatan ma adek kelas. Akh kita2 bosen ma temen2 seangkatan. Dan gw lbih suka dgn cowok yg lbih tua. Jd adek kelas ga masuk hitungan gw. Brondong? No, thanks.

Lain dgn si Jahe. Dia semangat bgt nyari brondong. Kt dia sih gpp brondong asal cakep. Gw ga stuju. Bagi gw sih cewek tuh ga cocok ma cowok yg lbih muda. Skalipun Cuma bwt main2 aja. Si Jahe kyanya ga perduli.

“Gimana klo ntar lo naksir brondong?” Tanya Jahe.

“Hah? Ga mungkin. Gw ga bakal naksir brondong. Tipe gw tuh yg lbih tua dari gw,” gw menjawab dgn yakin.

Dari sinilah kualat dimulai…

Setelah kak teroris pergi, gw merasa empty. Rasanya aneh aja. Sedih, periiih! Sementara si Jahe lagi asik2nya naksir brondong.

Waktu berlalu dan sekarang… iya sekarang! Entah gara2 ada setan lagi lewat, entah gara2 gw kmaren tuh ada kejedug pintu, entah gara2 karena keseringan dijedotin ma tmen sebangku gw, atau gara2 KUALAT, gw jadi… naksir brondong… huaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *tereak2 yg berujung dilemparin sandal jepit Nippon ma tetangga*

Hiks.. hiks.. *nangis* Gw ga mw naksir brondong… *ngambil tisu utk ke100x* tapi bagi gw tuh sakit klo harus nyangkal prasaan sendiri. Tp gw ga mau! Gw juga ga yakin ma perasaan gw ini. Paling perasaan gw Cuma lagi iseng ato kurang kerjaan. Emang perasaan tuh mahkluk hidup?! Tau ah…

Gw jadi malu ma si Jahe.

“Lain kali jangan ngomong yg aneh2. Ga usah janji yg nggak2. Gini deh akibatnya,” Kata Jahe bijak.

Makasih Jahe. Lo mank the best.

Tuhan… apa salahku? Apa dosaku? Sehingga engkau menimpakan kualat melulu padaku! Diriku ini mank hobi ngomong yg aneh2. Tapi kenapa begitu dasyat balasan yg kuterima? Sehingga aku terdiam dan menangis dalam kehampaan… *LEBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

I wanna be...

Gw punya cita2 yg nggak mungkin. Tp gw pngen bgt ini kejadian *yaeyalah*. Gw pengen bgt jadi…

“PROGRAMMER (DESIGNER) WEB-NYA PS COMPANY!!!!!!”

Yah jd org yg ngurusin webnya Ps co. gtu. Plus yg ngurus webnya The Gazette, Alice Nine, Miyavi, pokoknya anak2 Ps co.! Keuntungnya, gw org yg pertama tw ttg info2 trbaru ttg mrk!! Soalnya brita trbaru itu diumuin diweb. Gw jg ngebantuin ngurus blog pribadi anak2 Ps co. Jd bisa skalian ngecengin Uruha ma Saga. Hehehe… Gaji jd programmer web juga lumayan woi!

Tp seperti yg gw bilang tadi itu ga mungkin. Gw masih dodol dlm html. Habis susah sih! Klo desain2 gtu gw dah lumayan *pamer*. Lagian Ps co tuh di Jepang, gw di Indonesia. Tp gw optimis gw bs ke Jepang suatu saat nanti *mata bersinar*. Plus gw harus lancar bahasa Inggris ma Jepang. Bahasa inggris sih lumayan. Krn itu slh satu plajaran fav. Gw juga. Tp bahasa Jepang? Gw akui, susah! Pa lg bahasa kanjinya. Gw Cuma bisa memperkenalkan diri ma ngomong bahasa jepang yg dah umum. Kaya genki desuka?, gomen, konbanwa, bla.. bla..

Gw tetep berharap jd programmer webnya Ps company. Ato enggak jd cleaning service Ps company jg boleh. Hehehe.. YA NGGAKLAH!!! Sorry aja!

My friend lyric

Dengerin deh! Lgunya enak bgt *dimakan deh*. Khas Yui gitu. Musicnya simple tp dalem. Gw suka bgt ma suara piano diawal lagu, walau Cuma bbrapa detik.

By: YUI

ano koro atashi tachi wa itsumo
guuzen no furi wo shiteita

houkago no GURANDO de yuku bashou mo nakute
yuugure wo nantonaku miteta

kaerimichi oshiete kureta
hajimete kiku uta ga ima mo

kono machi de nagareru tabi ni
natsukashiku narunda dakedo

chikai atta yume tadoru youni
atashi mo ganbatte iru yo

kisetsu ga kawareba itsumademo
koushicha irarenaiyo ne tte

BASU wo matsu nagai kage koibito mitai ni
Narandeta nantonaku zutto

Genki desu ka Ano uta o ima mo
Anata wa oboeteru deshou ka

Itsumademo omoide no naka de
Utsumuite iru yo

Suki dato wa ienakute
Sayonara mo ienakute
Otonani natta keredo

kaerimichi oshiete kureta
hajimete kiku uta ga ima mo

kono machi de nagareru tabi ni
natsukashiku narunda dakara

chikai atta yume tadoru youni
atashi mo ganbatte iru yo

Translation:

Back then, we always put up a pretense of coincidence

At the school ground after lesson, with no place to go, somehow we'd look at the sunset

On the way home, the song you've taught me when I heard it for the first time

still feels nostalgic while I flow along this street. Still,

I am striving to achieve the dream that we've sworn.

If the season changes, (you said) we cannot go on forever like this, right?

The long shadow of us while we waited for the bus - we queued like we were lovers. Somehow, that felt like forever.

Are you alright? Do you still remember that song even till now? (the song mentioned above)

I will always look downward (downcast?) as I dwell in those memories.

Although I love you, I couldn't say.
Even goodbye, I couldn't say.
Though I'm all grown up.

On the way home, the song you've taught me when I heard it for the first time

still feels nostalgic while I flow along this street.

That's why I am still striving towards the dream that we've sworn.

SEVEN DAYS OF LONELY LYRIC

By: I Nine

Ohh
I got a call today
At 3 AM
It's what you didn't say that told me I'd get hurt again.
So I hung up the phone
and I screamed out loud
I felt so alone, I should had said the things I'm thinking now

Ohh never thought it would be so hard to let you go

Tell me how I'm gonna make it your the one I cant forget
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends
When I try to face it when I wake up I hate the way reality sets in
God I wish you could hold me, through the seven days of lonely.
(The seven days of lonely, yeah)

Oh it's deafening
The bitter truth
I'm doing everything for the first time again without you
I pretend I'm ok
But it aches inside
There's got to be a way that's better then just getting by


Ohh never thought it be so hard to let you go

Tell me how I'm gonna make it your the one I can't forget
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends
When I try to face it when I wake up I hate the way reality sets in
God I wish you could hold me, through the seven days of lonely.

My heart is speeding up and slowing down to know I know it's over, it's over
And can you die of heartbreak to die for love lost young I pray to find it again, oh again

Got a call today
At 3 AM
It's what you didn't say that hurts again

Tell me how I'm gonna make it your the one I cant forget
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends
When I try to face it when I wake up I hate the way reality sets in
God I wish you could hold me
Through the seven days of lonely
Through the seven days of lonely
Through the seven days of lonely
Through the seven days of lonely
Ohhhhhh

Seven days of lonely

sedih
sedih bgt..
gw kangen ma 'dia'
gmn ya dia skrng???
apa dia sehat disana???
apa dia senang disana???
dia lg ngpain ya...

tersiksa bgt rasany...

gw pngen ngliat dia keluar dari kelasnya.. lagi
ngliat dia turun dr motornya... lagi

trasa sepi
ga ada udara
lorong yg sering dia lewati
akh! pngen liat dia lewat lorong itu lagi..!!!

my beloved senpai!!!
plissssss, datang kesni
sbentar juga gapapa...
plis...

God...
I miss him...

Nakushita Kotoba

Gw jd pngen nampilin lirik Nakushita Kotoba nih.. plus terjemahannya juga. English tapi…

NAKUSHITA KOTOBA (Naruto 9^th theme ending)

By: No Regret Life

Kono ryoute ni kakaete iru mono
Toki no shizuku
Sotto nigirishimete wasureta kioku
Nakushita kotoba

Hitotsu hitotsu omoidaseba
Subete wakatte ita ki ga shite ita no ni
Iroaseta kotoba wa
Boku no sugu soba ni oite atta

Kotae no denai yoru to
Hitohira no nukumori to
Haruka kanata no akogare to
Tada sore dake wo
Kurikaeshi boku wa ikite iru

Kono ryoute ni kakaete iru mono
Toki no shizuku
Sotto nigirishimete wasureta kioku
Nakushita kotoba

Anata ga omou koto wo
Sameru koto naku temoto ni tsukamitai no ni
“Hito” daru bokutachi wa
Sono kimochi wo wakachi aenai mama

Kotoba ga hanatsu imi wo
Tatoe no nai omoi wo
Kotaeru koto no nai kanjou wo
Mitsumeaeba tsutawaru
Koto ga dekitara ii no ni na

Kono ryoute ni kakaete iru mono
Toki no shizuku
Sotto nigirishimete wasureta kioku
Nakushita kotoba

Kono omoi wa mune ni shimatte okou

“Nakushite shimatta…”

NAKUSHITA KOTOBA (English version)

The things I hold in my two hands
Droplets of time
Gently hold on to your forgotten memories
Your lost words

If I remember one thing at a time
Even though I thought I understood it all
My faded words were left
Sitting right by my side

Nights without answers
A sliver of warmth
A longing from afar
I’m living just repeating those things
over and over

The things I hold in my two hands
Droplets of time
Gently hold on to your forgotten memories
Your lost words

Even though I want to hold on to your emotions
and not let their warmth fade
We as people, remain unable
to share our feelings

The meaning of the words I speak
Feelings that words can’t express
Emotions which can never be returned
Wouldn’t it be nice if those things could be
communicated just by meeting your gaze?

The things I hold in my two hands
Droplets of time
Gently hold on to your forgotten memories
Your lost words

I’ll seal up these feelings inside my heart

“They’re lost…”