tempat anak angin bertiup…

I’ve just done a STUPID mistake, yes, as usual.. so I’ve had a major crush –to not mention fallin’ deeply in love- with this person for like.. uhm.. 3 years or so, and yes, THAT long. Lately I’m not sure about my feeling.. I felt like it’s fading.. but since I’ve never had a special time that can be a good memory of him, smartly my friend told me to arrange a so-called “date”, double date with her and her best friend (who is mine too) as back-ups and info getters. She said ‘Oh, if you really want to forget him, you’ll have a nice closure to remember’ (I bet she got this from Carrie). I thought, oh, okay, whataheck, after all it wouldn’t harm me, right? WRONG. What she didn’t tell me was the hang over effect. Or it was fool me who didn’t realize? Oh well.. The “date” turned out to be great, full of laugh, and he act as a real gentleman. THAT what made my feeling for him grew back, and stronger. DAMN! I think I’m addicted to him. And suddenly I remembered.. a drug addict NEVER take a drug, twice his portion, then said, Ok, I’ll stop using drug.. TOMORROW! It just don’t work.. there’s no such thing as a sudden-stop in loving someone.. now I’ve to go through this cycle once again..

Sahabat terbaik gue baru aja dioperasi.. sedih deh.. wish u health ya, mbak, be strong!
Malemnya gue kebaktian malam natal di gereja.. banyak adik2ku.. hehe.. it’s christmas eve, everybody.. Merry Christmas yak! My christmas resolution : Jadilah pembawa damai.. kurangi gosip dan jangan terlalu percaya sama manusia.. tapi jangan apatis juga kali ya..

Aha! jgtc lagi .. kali ini berangkat be-3 OD n Tantri.. tapi cuma sebentar.. but however kita bisa nonton kakek Buby Chen n Tante Ermy Kulit.. what a voice.. what a sound..

Pergi ke Istora bareng seorang teman (read: soon-to-be objek penderita) dari kampus, n disana ketemu manusia tanpa polo (read: rasa malu) n sahabat yang abis makan macan (gahar bo..). Guess what, pas kita sampe mereka masih gladi resik aja gitu.. padahal udah buru2 dateng coz takut ibadahnya dah mulai.. abis itu ibadah sebentar, trus the singing contest begun… the 1st winner was Sasamu (or his name sound something like that,lah) from jayapura. His voice was higher than a girl’s that when he duet with the grand prize winner (Dewi, a typically-mariah-sound-a-like-that-scream-more-than-sing girl, but still, nice voice though ) it sound like 2 sopranos sang.. hmm.. wish I got a voice like that *ngarep*. Tapi ‘gong’nya tetep… Eka Deli n Edo nyanyiin ‘The Prayer’.. my fav.song.. skarang gue lagi mati2an ngapalin liriknya nih..
Setelah pengumuman, kita b4, dipimpin seorang manusia tanpa polo, poto2.. hahaha..

With Eka Deli

Waktu menunjukkan pukul 22.30.. setelah minta ijin bokap kalo kita mo cari makan dulu, dan begging supaya pintu pagar jangan dikunci dulu, the after party begun..Setelah sukses merayu (read: memaksa) anak orang buat nganterin balik (“ Elo mau nganter kita balik, kan?”, dengan tekanan tertentu pada kata MAU), dan langsung masuk ke mobil (entah kenapa adegan ini ngingetin gue sama Emaknya Bajuri *grin*), akhirnya kita mutusin makan di depok, dipimpin, again, oleh manusia tanpa polo.

MTP : ” Udah, makan di tempat langganan gue aja, enak”
Kita : “Jauh nggak?”
MTP : “Nggak, deket jalan baru”

Akhirnya setelah melewati berpuluh2 tenda di sepanjang margonda..sampailah kita di jalan baru..

Kita : “Di mana tempatnya? Kanan apa di kiri?”
MTP : “Kita muter dulu di kanan, terus masuk dikit.. yah kira2 15 menit deh dari
sini”
Gue, udah mulai panik : “Hah? Masih jauh? Udah lah cari aja disini..”
MTP, dengan tenang, sambil memicingkan mata melihat jalan.. :“Tanggung, ah..”
Gue, masih panik : “Ya udah, yang lain gimana?”
Yang lain : “………………..” ( entah setuju atau udah males ngomong, capek )

And, again, MTP won once more..
Akhirnya kita dengan sukses makan di daerah deket Pasar Agung, Yapem dan sekitarnya.. roti bakar + pecel lele + teh manis.. plus sedikit truth or truth, yang sekali lagi diprakarsai oleh MTP..

Waktu telah menunjukkan pukul 1 dini hari..Akhirnya gue dianter balik ke rumah oleh temanku si objek penderita tersayang, sampe rumah jam ½ 2. Then dia balik.. dia sampe rumahnya jam 3 kurang.. duh, ga heran kalo abis ini dia bakal ngaku ga kenal gue.. *grin*