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August 14th, 2008

my idea of heaven

haha. this is one of my idea of heaven.
ngopi doeloe sepi, siang-siang.
hostspotan.
baca email.
main facebook.
nggak ada deadline yang menunggu (temporary for sure :P).
nggak ada sms-sms yang menunggu untuk di balas.

she’s a little girl,
with nothing wrong,
and she’s all alone

-Seven Years (Norah Jones)

13 Responses to “my idea of heaven”

  1. lala Says:

    another idea of heaven of mine is:
    ngopi, malem, hotel room, hotspot, chat with d love one, and end with a glass of milk….. been there…

  2. Adham Somantrie Says:

    weits…. nggaya dia… maen ke kape…

  3. gome Says:

    simpel banget heaven lo.. kurang satu tuhj,, ngupil tanpa beban..

  4. sherly Says:

    hehehe nyanteeee

  5. Mihael Ellinsworth Says:

    Awas duit abis, tho.. :P

  6. pembaca Says:

    nggak ada sms-sms yang menunggu untuk di balas.

    Harusnya dibaca bukan dibaca. Untuk kata kerja, penggunaan awalannya tidak usah dipisah. Sedangkan untuk menunjukkan tempat, baru dipisah. Contohnya, di Bandung.

  7. yulyanto Says:

    kemana aja put, ga pernah nongol acara ABN???

  8. ichanx Says:

    sms-sms dengan akhiran “now you know :) ” kok gak pernah muncul lagi ya?

  9. rani! Says:

    miriplah ama heaven gw. hehe.

  10. randi Says:

    Now you know from puty.
    itu layanan gratis dari byputy.com yah?

    wehehehehehehe
    :)

    heaven gw - buka youtube.com tidur seharian - hahahaha.

  11. bina Says:

    haha..sama put sama heaven gw.
    tapi kalo gw ada tambahannya: di rumah, di kamar ber ac, baca novel di sofa, pake baju terbuluk dan ter nyaman yang gw punya, ngopi ato minum teh sampe gw ketiduran..simpel tapi nyaman hehe

  12. Ihwan Says:

    nyaman kali sepertinya…

  13. tris Says:

    sabar ya beh..

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I cried myself to sleep last night
And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window
I was hypnotized, I was asked
To improvise
On the attitude, the regret
Of a thousand centuries of death

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