Drink the Pain Away

im not in a best body shape of an early adult.my skin's none of those ponds beauty detoxs add. Im not one of those beaut pageant's alumn. Im far from what they called 'a teacher's pet'. Attaining scholarships or having high paid job in an MNC. Im an arab. o yeah of course i have a band whom had just a little future.i have a mood swingin all the time. not a really good example you can say. im just a usual flat living high wanting girls with none of a significant act to make me one significant other. sorry (but cheap).

Soft Shock

Where are you my love? I miss the thrill of having you complaining for my inabilities to meet. It felt like a liabilities rite now. To have, to feed, to watch after, but don’t feel any of the goodness here. It’s just you and me, pulling each other coz it seems like the best way to prevent ourselves from being a 40 years old bachelor or having worse spouse than you or me. Correct me if i’m wrong.

"Still it’s a
Shock, shock
To your soft-side
Summer looms
Catch your shut-eye
In my room"

Soft Shock -Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Certain Jealousy

At first i decided that this blogspot blogging thing was not more than showing some extra eppreciation in music and how the exploration come a lot through my mind. Its really nice to share experience with just anyone you see on the net and they will come eventually just to share same addiction like you have. But however my multiply seemed more attract attention. So I went there if I need it. (Coz everyone have this little need called self exixtence and so am i, a major one).

But yeah, things are really going on differently and more differently rite now. I kept losing my appetite for consuming music (and making it) and I kept gaining my appetite for eating. Especially when i'm in sudirman. Things went on quite fun and mad while you have to reassuring yourself twice to three times that you still have to place your feet stayed on the ground. Things went really fast and different from my joyful previous month. Oh how I miss those days. Seeing a bandung scenester yesterday in Pacific Place yesterday with a hip outfit, comparing me on the other side wearing this geeky office style. I don’t know why but i felt this little touch of pain. Being a working class junior with minimum experience (and salary) felt really useless for me.