Wednesday, August 30, 2006


Khamis lalu hingga Ahad, aku berada di Jakarta. menghadiri 1 konser Crushbone.
Ada Gigi (huhuhu), Ratu & opening act by Ahli Fiqir. It was great & fun.
Pengisian 4 hari yang diisi dengan aktiviti² yang berfaedah termasuk aktiviti bershopping.

Sempat ke markas Gigi melihat shooting cover album tebaru Gigi, Pintu Sorga. Sempat makan2 petang & malam bersama Gigi. Thanks to Armand untuk nasi padangnya yah, Manto. Aku juga sempat ke markas Gigikit@ & membeli merchandise Gigi buat diri sendiri. Huhuhu bestnya.. ada beg, baju, mug, stickers. Huhuhu seronok. Sempat juga bertemu Piyu yang diintverview oleh majalah cek & ricek serta tv stesen. uuuhh.. i miss them all.

Alia nampaknya dah mabuk teh botol sekarang. Pertama kali diperkenalkan di menteng + nasi goreng gila, terus dia jatuh cinta. begitu jugak dengan Fiza. heheheh abis konser, langusng kita ke Menteng, makan Nasi goreng gila yah?

And performance oleh 3 artist tersebut.. best! Crowd indonesian nampakanya menerima Ahli Fiqir dengan baik. Siap nyanyi bareng yah? Angguk2 geleng2. Dan persembahan dari gigi... as usual.. superb. Aku jadi confuse masa tu, mana nak amik gambar, mana nak nyanyi bareng & mana nak lompat2. hahahahha... dan ternyata sekitar 300 kepinggambar Gigi dah aku snap. Ouhhh.. tak dilupakan gamabr2 ratu perform. Dan gambar ahli Fiqir. Good show guys!

Weh... tatkala pulang sewaktu di bandara, kayaknya air mata tumpah lagi yah. Khusus buat Tante Liza yang sangaaaat baik. Sangat baik! Makasih atas makanan & menghantar saya ke tempat yang mahu ditujui. And to all u guys!

mau lagi dong ke jakarta!

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

been missing jakarta so mucho!

Monday, August 21, 2006

before sunset....

jesse: Is that why you're in a relationship with somebody who's never around?
celine: yes, obviously i cant deal with the day- to day life of a relationship. yeah we have this exciting time together and he leaves and i miss him, but at least i'm not dying inside. when someone's always around me, i'm suffocating.
j: no wait, u said that u need to love and be loved.
c: yeah, but when i do it quckly makes me nauseous. it's a disaster.i mean i'm really happy only when i'm on my own. Even being alone,it's been than sitting next to a lover & feeling's not so easy for me to be a start off that way and after u've been screwed over a few times you forgot about ur delusional ideas and u take what comes into ur life. thats not even true. i havent been screwd over i just had too many blah relationshp. they werent mean, they cared for me but there were no real connection or excitement. at least not form my side.
j: god, i'm sorry. is it really thay's not right
c: u know, it's not even that, i was until i read your fucking book. it's stirred u up, u know? it reminded me how genuinely romanic i was how i had so much hope in things.and now it's like i don't believe in anything that relates to love. i dont feel things for ppl anymore. In a way, i put all my romanticms into that 1 night and i was never able to feel all this agian. Like somehow that night took things away from me and i expressed them to u, and u took them with u. It made me feel cold, like love wasn't for me.
j: i don believe that.
c: u know what? Reality and love are almost contradictory for me. It's funny .. every single of my exes, they're now married. Men go out with me, we break up and then they get married. and later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is and that i taught them to care and respect women.
j: i think i'm one of those
c: i want to kill them. Why didnt they ask me?i would have said no but they could have asked. i know its my fault because i never felt it was the right man. Never. But what does it mean, the right man, the love of your life?the concept is absurd. we can only be complete with one person. its evil, right?
j: can i talk?
c: i guess i've been heartbroken to many times and then i recovered. so now u know from the starts, i make no effort. i know it's not gonna work out.
j: u cant do that. u cant live trying to avoid pain at the expense...
c: those are words.

Friday, August 11, 2006

before sunrise....

jesse: I don't know, I think that if I could just accept the fact that my life is supposed to be difficult. You know, that's what to be expected, then I might not get so pissed-off about it and I'll just be glad when something nice happens.

stresst poet:

Daydream, delusion, limousine, eyelash / Oh baby with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wineglass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet-cakes and milkshakes / I'm delusion angel / I'm fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don't want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we're going / Latched in life / Like branches in a river/ Flowing downstream / Caught in the current / I'll carry you / You'll carry me / That's how it could be / Don't you know me? / Don't you know me by now?