Armel aja…

Emm… Minggu kmaren bener2 minggu yg buruk banget buat aku… Ada…aja kejadian2 yg ga enak, beruntun, bahkan sampe di hari aku nulis ini. Aku mpe bingung campur sedih campur kesel. Lama2 aku cape sendiri. Tiap hari isinya aku cma keluh kesah sama smone yg dah baek banget maw dengerin smua omonganku (thx y…, sorry aku ga isa crita masalah yg trakhir) walopun aku cuma crita ttg masalah2 yg aku alamin slama 1 minggu itu… Jadi tiap malem aku duduk di depan laptop, ngenet, yg bikin hatiku paling ga jdi agak enakan. Thx lgi ya…

Aku ga taw sih…napa smua yg tak lakuin, aku yakinin, smua salah? Apa aku ga isa ya nglakuin satu hal yg aku yakini dan menurut orang lain tu bener? Mpe kadang2 aku kesel sama diriku sendiri… Mpe kadang2 klo saking keselnya aku jdi males ketemu sama orang laen. Aku ga pengin slalu jdi pihak yg ngalah. Dan smua kejadian membawa aku ke arah itu. Jadi kalo aku ga menuruti, aku ga enak sama orang itu. Tapi kalo aku menuruti aku jdi rugi sendiri. Aku bingung. Aku jdi serba salah. Dan aku ga taw pandangan orang2 laen di blakangku. Ya wes lah, aku ya ga taw lagi harus pye. Haha. Yah gitulah, seminggu ini… Haha. Moga2 minggu depan ga kaya gini… Aku kangen rumah… Pengin pulang dan pengin nglupain smua masalah ini… Miss u mom, dad, vincent, vina (kura2ku), mbak yati pembantuku di rumah… Miss u all…

If you have too many grievances towards this world

Having fallen, you lose the courage to go on

Why do people want to be so weak and fallen?

Please turn in the TV now and see for yourself

So many people bravely fighting for their lives

Shouldn’t we be content

Cherish all we have, even if we don’t possess them

Don’t give up so easily

If the dream can’t be reached, then just follow another dream

Add bright colours to your own life, paint love in your favourite colour

Smile, fame and success isn’t the aim

Be happy. That is the whole meaning

Just like how I finally found my lost childhood innocence

What is happiness? It’s chasing dragonflies in the fields barefooted till we’re exhausted

Tried to steal fruits but suffered so much bee stings until I am scared

Who’s snickering at me?

Leaning against the scarecrow, enjoying the wind, singing songs till I fall asleep

In the afternoon, the guitar chords sound more crisp amidst the cries of the insects

The sunlight shines on the road so there’s no need to fear a heartbreak

Cherish everything, even if we don’t possess them

I still remember you said home is your only castle

Following the paddy fragrance, the flowing stream, I continued running

Smile, I know the childhood dreams

Don’t cry, let the fireflies take you away, escaping

You will always find serenity in folk songs

Go home, return to the sweet past

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