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Hmmhhh... balik dari sekul terus langsung ke rumah oma Evi.. dia ternyata beneran dah tua yah.. ga nyangka.. abis waktu itu kata cc Gina, orangnya itu dah ampe sedikit rabun n' tangannya gemeteran.. tapi ternyata lumayanlah cara ngajarnya. Gw mulai ma dia nanti bulan depan, pas waktu Marco ke London - ke cowoknya itu.. katanya si cowok dah di London yah.. kangen banget ma dia terus suruh dia kesana barengan.. tuh dua orang ga pernah netep di atu tpt deh perasaan.. Germany, Holland, England.. tau deh kemana lagi mereka travel >>>>>>>> (^_^)v nice journey...

2 minggu belakangan ini, gw aneh banget deh. Ga tau napa, tapi rasanya pandangan gw selalu teralih sama *seseorang*. Gw ga tau apa yang buat *orang itu* menarik di mata gw. Dia ga tinggi.. brp cm yah... *ding dong*..164-168'an, stylenya.. biasa aja.. selain baju sekolahnya itu, biasanya dia pake jeans, shorts, shirt, T-shirt.. ga da yang spesial di sisi fashion dlm diri dia.. dia suka pake slippers.. the way he acts.. funny.. he smiles alot ^^ hahaha.. gw suka cara dia berpakaian.. stylenya santai banget!!! n' dia..... smells nice.. it seems so familiar to me.. his smell.. I tried to think.. think.. what smell is that and at last I realise---he smells like my baby colonge but add a lil bit more guys' smell.. that kind of smell... umm.. I like it ^^ Yeah.. I juz like his smell.. ga lebih ga kurang... yah.. pastilah.. butuh waktu dan reasons yang seabrek2 untuk buat gw suka ma dia.. dan ternyata reasons dan waktu nya ga ada..

Gimana dengan "sweetheart"nya gw yah... [kayak punya gw aja yah... hehe] yep.. gw ga tau.. kalo ketemu nanti.. mungkin yah.. gw.. *sniff* *sniff*... mallluuuuu... kayak lil doggie aja nih... huehuehuehue... tapi yang pasti ama si *seseorang* itu gw ga ampe gitu loh.. *sniff sniff*... cuma, dia itu saking wanginya.. ampe kemana2 jarak ga terlalu deket aja bisa kecium... eh iya... my dearest "sweet heart".. hari ini sama sekali lom contact gw.. pasti lagi maen lagi deh.. gw itu sebenernya ngeganggu dia kali yah.. lagian dia dah kayak ga mood geto... yah mungkin aja emang lagi ga mood... "Sweet heart" gw yang satu ini orangnya unique.. lain drpd yg lain.. gw ga tau sejak kapan start to like him.. love him, care about him.. however.. i know he can take care of himself.. he's older, maturer, more tough than me.. I miss him a lot lately.. Sometimes I feel that he has come back, but sometimes I feel that he's getting far away from me.. far far away.. But still, I can't.. let him go and I don't want to.. I wonder if one day he gets a lover.. am I able to let him go then? Cuz.. he's the first guy I ever "really" love even if he doesn't "Seriously" loves me... I dunno if this is love or not.. but all that I can say is "if I can, I really wanna be with him..." Since the first time I met him, he always be the person who accompany me through my days.. I think, no day without him talking or messaging me, maybe I'm the one who's been really stupid if ignore him just like that because I don't wanna lose him.. I'm quite confused with all this stuffs.. When each time I said to him "go and get a girl", feels like a knive is stabbed into my heart.. In fact, I fall in love with him without him even knowing it i think.. I really fall in love with this "sweet heart".. to have him, but he's not mine. To feel him, he doesn't even at my side right now. To hug him, I wonder if he wants when meet. To love him... maybe this is the only thing that he can't banned from me to do.. loving him.. and loving him... can't stop loving him....

I... I... WANT... WANT... TO... TO... LEARN... LEARN... TO... TO... HATE... HATE... HIM... HIM...

Posted by Ja Ne-Fe . Saturday, May 15, 2004 @ 10:30:00 pm |

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