enam.enam.enam

oke.. oke.. here’s few things..
am i a keeper or what nit?

1.
ga boleh nyasar. entah kenapa, gw cenderung panik dan ga bisa mikir kalo
nyasar.. hari kamis, minggu lalu, amel, harus ngebut ke pasar minggu buat jemput
calon suaminya yang panik karena berasa naek angkot tapi turun di planet laen…

2.
di rumah, gw ga bisa makan kalo ga ada kecap.

3.
suka nulis sms yang masuk. tulis pake tangan, lengkap dari isi pesan, detik,
menit, jam, tanggal. buat nglatih otak gw aja sebenernya sih

4.
suka sayang kalo mau make duit baru, berseri urut pula. kasian.. si duit harus
pisah sama sodara2nya.. huhuw…

5.
lenggo diare kalo tidur kurang dari 9 jam sehari, gw diare tiap hari pertama gw
di pulang ke semarang. kenapa? ini masih misteri.

6.
gw reflek nonjok orang tiap kali idung gw dipencet. maklum, susunan tulangnya
rada miring, jadi sakit kl dipencet. dan lagian mencet kok idung orang.

so yeah that’s it.
next? galih, gita, novie, chiara, atiek.

gambar

sumpit.bukan.sedotan

bahu kanan gw mulai nyeri, pegal, karena makan siang
telat.
gara-gara kerjaan yang mendadak dan harus selesai hari
ini. sialan.
akhirnya makan sop iga. slurp. seger.
makan
selesai. tapi pegal belum ilang. bayar makan trus ngerokok sebentar (iya gw tau, gw
quit taun ini, molor lagi.. )

sementara, di
meja depan ada duduk sendirian, baca koran. nunggu pesenan tampaknya.
minumannya
datang, sambil tetep baca dia ambil sumpit
dimasukin
ke gelas, bunyi “ting” pelan, tetep aja baca.
gelas
diangkat, mulut mencong, sumpit disedot.

gw
berdiri dan cepet-cepet keluar.

nahan
ketawa itu susah you know…

gambar

17.agustus.2006

ketika pagi ini berangkat ke kantor, di tikungan kedua menuju jalan raya, saya melihat bekas-bekas hiasan gantung buat tujuh-belasan, barusan diturunkan.
puluhan gelas plastik aqua yang dicat merah putih. masuk sampah. siap dibakar.

baru sadar, entah kenapa.
agustus yang lalu, kok saya merasa kurang…

patriotis.

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random.chaos.#2

It’s a routine.

Every afternoon, five o’clock.

I wait for her to walk outside the window.
I sit patiently, waiting with a cup of love in abudance and my admiration in secrecy.

And there she is, walking down the street. Mesmerizing.
The twinkle that blinks from the thin layers of lipstick on her lip.

The scent of her perfume, floating from her long thick hair when the wind blows and oozing trough the window. So sweet and soft.

And I’m drowning, in the blue depth of her eyes.

And I want to hear her breathing.
And I’m in love.
In sadness.
In despair. In need.
In lust.
In shame.

A secret admirer. A fool.

And when her shadow vanish around the corner. I sigh.

She’s a slow motion that ends too fast.

random.chaos.#1


last night, in my deep sleep, she came again. dancing along the deep breath i took, every stance into a step for every breath. and between the path, she painted the layers from my under consciousness. the vivid color contained in a bucket she held in her left brushed arm. i stole it, she fires a sharp glance at the bucket. a bucket of magic paint, to draw you a loud lullaby darling. my name shall echoes in your ears. and you will, remember me.

and then she smiles, a scintillating, thin transparent ghostly smile. her face was like a shining persona over a rotten reeling old movie. a vague galore in black and white. in the morning, i did remember her. her face was like a slide show inside my head. a picture over a picture, blurs in and out.

i gained consciousness and felt the crispy morning air. my bed was warm, and sunshine through. soon, a warm touch on my left cheek, a soft kiss in the morning.

then secret love, out of sight.

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Review: Mr. A-Z

when i heard this album for the very first time, i was expecting all guitar tunes all the way.
instead, later, i found myself nodding my head along the tunes and while doing that, i kept raising my left eyebrow; digesting all the surprise that is.

did i just hear a mix of hip hop in “geek in the pink”?, the swaying latin in “bella luna”?, a piano ballad in “mr curiosity”?

is this really mraz?

sure, i can still find guitar strumming in “clock watching” and “wordplay” and his tongue twisting speed singing is still there, but boy, did he evolve or what? surely in a good way.

i also like his collaboration with rachel yamagata in “did you get my message”, a song which i found quite funny, you know, talking the gaps of communication between men and women..

anyway, if you like “waiting my rocket to come” you’ll like this album.

don’t worry, you will able to find that singalong mood dragging you all the way up.. that is. guaranteed.

1. Life is Wonderful
2. Wordplay
3. Geek in the Pink
4. Did You Get My Message?***
5. Mr. Curiosity***
6. Clockwatching
7. Bella Luna***
8. Plane
9. O. Lover
10. Please Don’t Tell Her
11. Forecast
12. Song For a Friend

*picked track