I’m kewl, I’m a famous musician
Inter-human June 25th, 2006If you famous, people will know who you are. Recognize you. Seketika.
If you famous, trust me, you don’t have to talk loudly about how great you are.
But if you do talk so loud about all those crap you think people will interested in, well, you’re not that famous then, babe.
If you really are one great musician, often played in every Hugo’s café in this country, joined in making Homeland’s soundtrack, know Saharani personally, know every musician in Jogja, being Eros from Sheila On 7’s best friend for ages, why did you can’t afford the 50 thousand rupiahs ticket fee for the trip and borrow from your mate first? The girl who sat next to you who eagerly listen to every crap you said.
-Me, the girl who sat in front of you-
PS: Btw, where’s your loud voice gone when you ask her to lend you some money? Why did you suddenly became so silent and whisper when you say, ‘pinjem dulu ya.. Sialan nih, ATMku ketelen sih kemaren..’
June 25th, 2006 at 5:55 pm
Hahahaha…. sentimen pribadi nech kyknya…
peace… Sist…
June 29th, 2006 at 7:46 am
Iya emang haha. Heran, ngomongnya macem2 banget, berasa steve vai aja lewat eh suruh bayar kok pake ngutang dulu :D. Sentimen pribadi ini timbul terutama karena, dia ngomong terus mana keras lagi, jadi aku yg duduk didepannya ga bisa tidur sepanjang perjalanan!! kekekek :D.
Mending klo ceritanya menarik eh ups :p
Moral of the story: klo pake public transportation tolong jgn ngomong keras2 deh, apalagi kalo ngomong hal2 ga penting dan apalagi klo disekitarmu duduk diam2 cewek kurang kerjaan yg bakalan nulis laporan ttg kamu diblognya!! hehe :p
Piss! ^ ^