tag dari siapa tau

1. Nama sekolah kalian?
dulu 100, sekarang 71 haha

2. Nama ketua kelas kalian?
Dimas adhi a.k.a Cakil

3. Jabatan kalian dikelas?
ga ada lah, eh ada deh. ANAK BARU

4. Guru yg paling killer?
mamanya lestya

5. Nama kepsek kalian?
imam sukiman pas di 100, pas di 71 ga tau belom kenalan haha

6. Nama wakepsek kamu?
ya lo pikir aja, kepsek aja gua ga tau apalagi wakilnya

7. Pernah jadi ketua kelas?
pernah pas SD, nanya nya pas kapan nih?

8. Pelajaran yg paling ga suka?
jepang

9. Kegiatan rutin kamu di kelas?
tidur hahahahhaa

10. Pernah diskors?
alhamdulilah engga

11. Sering dihukum?
ngga juga

12. Sering buat PR di sekolah?
jarang ada pr sih

13. Tempat duduk diatur ga?
diatur sama bocil dan inos, gua tinggal duduk

14. Nomer absen kamu?
23

15. Kamu jurusan IPA/IPS/Bahasa?
sosial

16. Suka bolos ga?
bolos pelajaran. tapi bolos sekolah, nope

17. Sering rame?
engga, gua pendiem wkwk

18. Ada ade kelas yg rese?
tau dah, kaga kenal

19. Kalo kakak kelas?
apalagi

20. Boleh bawa hp ke sekolah?
hahahhaha nanya nih?

21. Pernah berantem di sekolah?
ya orang gua pindah karna brantem

22. Pelajaran yg paling kamu suka?
sejarah kali

23. Tempat favourite di sekolah?
masjid

24. Ada kantin ga?
menghina lu? ada lah!

25. Suka langgar peraturan ga?
peraturan ada untuk di langgar mas

26. Baju suka dikeluarin?
ngapaeeeeen banget, bukan alay

27. Suka nyontek?
iyelaaaah

28. Nama panggilan kamu kalo di sekolah?
bolyn, boll ayam, maya, ya terserah yang manggil lah

29. Pesan buat angkatan di bawah kamu?
terserah laaaaah

30. Tag?
siapa? dipaksa ngga? m.a.l.e.s

back

hellloooooo

maya apa kabar?
hmm kayanya udah tau deh jawabannya

gimana sekolah?
lagi sibuk ngejar susulan gara2 liburan

lovelife?
passed

temen temen?
you know lah, cuma Tuhan yang tau kapan balik lagi

keluarga?
kakak udah sembuh, pak de parno meninggal, papa marah marah mulu

perut?
anjing, menghina nih. oke2 gua jawab, nambah 2 kilo

liburan?
great!

ada pertanyaan lain? oke, lewat

tears

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it. If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it dosent, then it was never meant to be. Remember, love is never wanting to lose faith, never wanting to give up, and never truly moving on. Love is knowing and praying in the deepest part of what's left of your heart that they feel the same. Believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?

...

You’ve got the best of both worlds

You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
Based on your body language,
your shouted cursive I’ve been reading
You’re style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction
‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

And it’s a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like, we are picking up trash in dresses




Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are

We're still here

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words in priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it

best thing

when it says 'i`m your friends', it means 'i know you'

when it says 'i`m your best friend', it means 'i`m your friends'

and when it says 'i`m your family', it means 'i`m your best friend'

sooooo here it is my true best friend......

her name is linda parapat, i love her sooooo much. yes, she is my truly best friend. mulai skarang gue udah belajar untuk bisa membedakan mana yang tulus berteman dan yang mana berteman hanya sekedar basa-basi. makasih maaah karna udah bisa jadi sahabat aku disaat aku tau siapa mereka sabenarnya. cuma sekedar temen basa-basi. hahaha konyol ya, ga habis pikir