27 7 / 2014

Teman2, mohon maafkan sy atas kesalahan2, baik tubuh maupun pikiran sy. Selamat merayakan kemenangan! Jangan lupa, rayakan dengan yang manis2 ya! ;)

P.S. maap ga tag siapa2 dengan pertimbangan takut ganggu dan terlalu banyak yang harus ditag. Tapi ketulusannya beneran untuk kalian masing2 kok… :p – Read on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Scrap #4
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As we both lay on the bed naked, holding tight each other and exchanging passionate kisses, I whisper to you, “I love you.” Then you look deep into my eyes, kiss my upper lip softly, and reach to my ear, then whisper, “But I don’t, Honey. I love making love with you, but my heart belongs to him. As always.” Then, I lit up my last cigarette.


*RS-012910* – View on Path.

Scrap #4

As we both lay on the bed naked, holding tight each other and exchanging passionate kisses, I whisper to you, “I love you.” Then you look deep into my eyes, kiss my upper lip softly, and reach to my ear, then whisper, “But I don’t, Honey. I love making love with you, but my heart belongs to him. As always.” Then, I lit up my last cigarette.


*RS-012910* – View on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Scrap #3
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Hey, we kissed, we fooled around, and we had the night. It was an awesome one, remember, Honey? Eh, but sorry, Sweetie, what was your name again?


*012010* – View on Path.

Scrap #3

Hey, we kissed, we fooled around, and we had the night. It was an awesome one, remember, Honey? Eh, but sorry, Sweetie, what was your name again?


*012010* – View on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Scrap #1
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I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I stopped, called her, and said, “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me.” She didn’t believe it at first, but then I tried telling the story of me and her, “It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” She, doubtfully, nodded. By then, I had hope I was her 100% perfect boy.

But she would probably said sorry because I wasn’t her 100% perfect boy. Yes, it could happen. And if I found myself in that situation, I’d probably go to pieces. I’d never recover from the shock.

Because, what ACTUALLY happened was this:

I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I didn’t stop to call her. I didn’t have the courage or ideas about what I would say. But, I think, saying “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me. It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” would’ve make her interested.

Yes, that’s it, that is what I should have said to her.

 
*090809*

Inspired by and dedicated to a short story “ON SEEING THE 100% PERFECT GIRL ONE BEAUTIFUL APRIL MORNING” by HARUKI MURAKAMI – View on Path.

Scrap #1

I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I stopped, called her, and said, “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me.” She didn’t believe it at first, but then I tried telling the story of me and her, “It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” She, doubtfully, nodded. By then, I had hope I was her 100% perfect boy.

But she would probably said sorry because I wasn’t her 100% perfect boy. Yes, it could happen. And if I found myself in that situation, I’d probably go to pieces. I’d never recover from the shock.

Because, what ACTUALLY happened was this:

I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I didn’t stop to call her. I didn’t have the courage or ideas about what I would say. But, I think, saying “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me. It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” would’ve make her interested.

Yes, that’s it, that is what I should have said to her.

 
*090809*

Inspired by and dedicated to a short story “ON SEEING THE 100% PERFECT GIRL ONE BEAUTIFUL APRIL MORNING” by HARUKI MURAKAMI – View on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Scrap #2
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I looked around the room. It was a dim lit, blood red room with a few sofas and a bar in front of a big painting, filled with some lame lounge song. I tried to find her, but she was no where to be found. So I took a seat in the bar and ordered a glass of scotch on rocks. Suddenly, she appeared and sat beside me. She lit up a cigarette, ordered a martini, then she asked, “Will you do a one night stand with me?”


*011110* – View on Path.

Scrap #2

I looked around the room. It was a dim lit, blood red room with a few sofas and a bar in front of a big painting, filled with some lame lounge song. I tried to find her, but she was no where to be found. So I took a seat in the bar and ordered a glass of scotch on rocks. Suddenly, she appeared and sat beside me. She lit up a cigarette, ordered a martini, then she asked, “Will you do a one night stand with me?”


*011110* – View on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Hello, Everyone. Pardon me for, perhaps you might think, trashing your Path timeline. Please ignore it if you do. ;) I just want to post my mood scraps, which I write starting back in 2009. These scraps was written not as short story, essay, or not even poem nor poetry. Well, you might identify it as short proses. They don’t have titles, so I named them as #1, #2, #3, and so on.

My purpose on writing these scraps is actually to express these poppings out of my mind, as well as, hopefully, being mood triggers for everyone else when they read them.

Well, let’s start.
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Scrap #1

I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I stopped, called her, and said, “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me.” She didn’t believe it at first, but then I tried telling the story of me and her, “It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” She, doubtfully, nodded. By then, I had hope I was her 100% perfect boy.

But she would probably said sorry because I wasn’t her 100% perfect boy. Yes, it could happen. And if I found myself in that situation, I’d probably go into pieces. I’d never recover from the shock.

Because, what ACTUALLY happened was this:

I walked past the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning in a crowd. I didn’t stop to call her. I didn’t have the courage or ideas about what I would say. But, I think, saying “Good morning. You are the 100% perfect girl for me. It started “Once upon a time” and ended “A sad story, don’t you think?” So, do you want to hear it?” would’ve make her interested.

Yes, that’s it. That is what I should have said to her.


*090809*


Inspired by and dedicated to a short story “ON SEEING THE 100% PERFECT GIRL ONE BEAUTIFUL APRIL MORNING” by Haruki Murakami – Read on Path.

27 7 / 2014

It’s amazing as well as frustrating to think that I haven’t write a single short story in months. :((((((( at Mind of the Buddha – Read on Path.

27 7 / 2014

Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.

-Haruki Murakami- – Read on Path.

26 7 / 2014

Akhirnya gw ikutan cengin Syahrini karena ini. HAHAHA! with Miranda – View on Path.

Akhirnya gw ikutan cengin Syahrini karena ini. HAHAHA! with Miranda – View on Path.

26 7 / 2014

Hidup itu berhitung, Mer… with Hestu, Batara, Umar, Dion, and Chelsea – View on Path.

Hidup itu berhitung, Mer… with Hestu, Batara, Umar, Dion, and Chelsea – View on Path.

26 7 / 2014

Yoi.

Ripat Wawan. with Andi Sabwan Vontrier – View on Path.

Yoi.

Ripat Wawan. with Andi Sabwan Vontrier – View on Path.

25 7 / 2014

Hell yeah it does! with Gelly at Auntie Anne’s – View on Path.

Hell yeah it does! with Gelly at Auntie Anne’s – View on Path.

25 7 / 2014

Aideeennn… ♥♥♥

Aideeennn… ♥♥♥

25 7 / 2014

My godson Aiden Artaraya Budiarto and his parents.♥ with Daniel, Gelly, and Maria Clara at Lotte Shopping Avenue – View on Path.

My godson Aiden Artaraya Budiarto and his parents.♥ with Daniel, Gelly, and Maria Clara at Lotte Shopping Avenue – View on Path.

25 7 / 2014

♥ with Daniel, Gelly, and Maria Clara at 大戸屋 Ootoya – View on Path.

♥ with Daniel, Gelly, and Maria Clara at 大戸屋 Ootoya – View on Path.