Funny how little things can do magic to your life.
And for that, i can't thank you enough
i owe you too much utang nyawa aja ada sekitar 6 belom kebayar...hehehe!

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Hi all! how are you guys? I hope everything goes well
i'm really sorry for not updating my dA for quite a long time. Will make new artworks as soon as possible thank you for all the faves and comments btw.

I worked and worked and worked, but finally i had a really great getaway to Belitong, an island here in my country in Indonesia, full of breathtaking beaches and islands.

Enjoy some of the pics here in my blog :
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can't wait for another getaway any idea? I'm thinking of Gili or Pulau Komodo
Please drop suggestions, friends!

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I've never been a fan of Indian movies actually, i always thought that the dancing and singing-in-the-rain scenes are quite annoying...blah

But after slumdog millionaire and 3 idiots, i take my words back ) So go watch 3 idiots, people! Very very recommended and guess what...i started to enjoy those i-thought-to-be-cheesy dancing scenes hahahahah )

"Give me some sunshine...give me some rain....give me another chance i want to grow up once again...."  (3 idiots)

Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana
dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan
kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu

Aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana
dengan isyarat yang tak sempat disampaikan
awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada.

- Sapardi Djoko Damono -

The best love poem ever written in my opinion

I'll try translating it for non-Indonesian friends, but since my English is not that good, it's not as beautiful as the original but anyway, here it is :

i want to love you in a simple way
with words the wood doesn't have the chance to say to the fire,
that turns him into ashes.

i want to love you in a simple way
with gestures the cloud doesn't have the chance to show to the rain,
that makes him not exist anymore.

- Sapardi Djoko Damono -

Happy valentine and happy Chinese new year everyone! :hugs:

Limited edition couple gifts from Kamar!
Check it out here :
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and here :
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We created with love...
We crafted with love...
We touched with love...
We did with love....
Only for you & for your loved one...

Say it with Kamar's couple keychains! Grab it now while stock last!!!

Happy early valentine!


KAMAR, with love ^^

Firstly, happy new year all!

Have you ever ask why we usually begin a new year with a list of resolutions? Well, this question pops in my head every year, but still i'm doing it anyway i guess it'll be easier to stick on our goals when we write it down on the beginning of the year, when our spirit is still high maybe.

Okay, so these are mine:

1. Start listing my own dreams and be committed to them. I don’t want the “i-should’ve-done-it” kind of regret anymore.

2. Reduce the caffeine intake. For God’s sake, how come i let a huge amount of the deadly combination of instant coffee powder and artificial sweetener enter my blood veins everyday? Reduce it, or if i can make it, cut it off completely.

3. Sleep earlier, wake up earlier. Stop acting like some insomniac flying mammals.

4. Get my personal projects and collaboration projects done.

5. Finish books before buying new ones! I’m confident to say that i’m not a shopaholic, but when it comes to seeing a big red “sale” letters placed upon a stack of books, you know...i just went crazy, grabbing books with the “this-is-an-investment” kind of self-denial

6. Quit being a professional procrastinator and time-waster. I’m no facebook addict and i don’t even have a twitter account, but i’m spending very much time on dA, ffffound, and million other sites. (Note to myself : spending your time on art blogs doesn’t count as being productive. You’ll be surprised of how much work can be done when you shut your internet connection down )

7. Less complaining. Complaining is contagious.

8. Be more assertive. decisive. resolute. firm. whatever. Quit being a wishy-washy person that think too much you couldn’t even get a single work done. And i have to learn to be more impulsive, i think

9. Exercise more! Really! hahahah.


Overall, be a better person You could always be better and better every year (this is also a self denial, actually, because my list is more or less the same every year) hahahah

And i have to say that 2009 is a great year, there are lots of ups and downs of course, and i just hope that they have made me a more mature person. Made some accomplishments, not huge ones, but oh well, at least there ARE accomplishments...ahahah

And i’d like to say thanks to my friends who stay with me until now what will i be without you guys to everyone

i hope 2010 will be a greater and happier year for all of us! Whatever may happens this year, que sera sera, i don't want to hear any predictions, good ones or bad ones, i just hope we will all be able to cope with those moments-to-come amen!

SCENE 1

“ini brapa ya mbak?”
“85ribu udah termasuk isi bantalnya pak.”
“oh, kalo gitu saya ambil dua, jadi 100rebu yah!”
“.....................(maksud looooo)..........”
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SCENE 2

“ini apa sih toko apaan sih? ngg...KOMAR?”
...............*KAMAAAARRR kaleeeee *tapi dalem ati doang* )

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SCENE3

“ pah, pah, liat ini bantalnya lucu-lucu”
“ya udah kamu mau yang mana?”
“aku pilih satu, papa pilih satu yah...aku mau yang kuning”
“kuning? jelek ah, udah, liat dulu yang lain yuk” *langsung pergi*
“.....................”
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SCENE 4

“mbak, coba liat bantal download nya yang abu-abu yah”
“oke, bentar ya...” *langsung ngubek-ngubek sarung bantal abu-abu*
“eh eh mbak kayaknya lucuan yang monster ungu ini deh”
“oh oke bentar ya...” *ngubek-ngubek sarung bantal monster ungu*
“mbak, mbak, gak jadi deh, saya foto aja yah saya mau tanya temen saya dulu”
*foto terus pergi*

“...........................”
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SCENE 5

“mbak, tas karung terigu ini berapa harganya?”
“errrr...aduh brapa yah...bentar...mbak Uciiiii ini tas nya Ika brapa harganya yaaah?”

*mbak Uci langsung ngubek-ngubek daftar harga*

“aduh brapa yah cil...bentar bentar kok gak ada ya...”

“jadi brapa mbak?” (nanya kedua kali)
“eehhh bentar ya mbak, kita juga gak hapal...hehehe ini lagi dicari”

*mbak Uci panik*
“cillll...gak ada coba tanya Pikar!”

“Mas Pikaaarrr...ini tas nya Ika harganya berapa yah???”
“tasnya Ika? brapa yah? waduh...”

“jadi brapa mbak?” (nanya ketiga kali)
“aduh, hehehehe bentar ya mbak, kita masih nyari harganya”

“telpon Arie aja! telpon Arie!”

“jadi brapa nih mbak?” (udah mulai gak sabar)
“hehehe aduh bentar ya mbak, saya telpon dulu”

“gimana sih mbak....”

*ternyata harganya ditempel kecil di dalem tas...lemes* hahahahah maap ya Ika, atas kebodohan kami
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SCENE 6

“dik, ini toko jualan apa?”
“oh macem-macem bu, ada bantal, ada kaos, kalung, pernak pernik, Ibu masuk aja liat-liat...”

“hmmm...bisa ngedesain interior kamar saya gak?”

“....hah?”
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SCENE 7

“ini apaan ya...sarung bantal?”
“bukan, bego lo, ini tempat laptop!”

*pembicaraan 2 orang pengunjung yang ngeliatin alas piknik Kamar* lol

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SCENE 8

“dik, dik, ini toko yang tadi masuk metro tv ya? mana yang tadi diwawancara?”
“itu pak orangnya di dalem, yang pake topi”

*istrinya si bapak bisik-bisik nanya ke suaminya, tp kedengeran sama gue hahahah*
“itu siapa sih emang? bintang film?”

(ciyeee Arieeee) ^^

Jadi pedagang sehari di kemfest 20 Des 2009 *susah lho ternyata* hahahaha

Badan rontok tapi hati senang

go here for the pics of the day :
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or here :
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and here to see Arie in Metro TV! hahahah
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Guess what...a very late birthday gift for , this very piece [link] has earned me a DD!

Suggested by the one and only i dunno how i could ever thank him

And as usual, i'm really sorry for not replying every messages and faves, but your kind words really made my day! thank you so much fellow deviants! ^^ hugs to all of you!

Talking about karma, i've been doing a-tons-of-fun project with [link]
For every fellow Indonesians reading this, see you in Kemang Festival, Dec 19-20th
and be sure to visit Kamar, in front of Adorama!

It's 3am in the morning now, and i'm still wide awake, working...blah

Okay, i have to get working or i'll miss the deadline. As my mentor once said, "time flies, even when you're not having fun." hahahah. soooo true.

Tell me how are you guys doing? i hope everyone's doing good
Thank you once again and have a nice day!

i've decided to put my works on blogspot

I like the layout more than dA actually blogspot has a cleaner and neater layout and more personalized too but i still love dA and will keep posting here
the blog is just for some portfolio showcase

I would appreciate if there's any friend blogger here would visit me at
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and maybe drop some comments or critiques

i'm still very new and rather confused with the blog system, but oh well there's a first time for everything, right?

oh and thank you soooo much for all of you dropping comments and favourites! I'm really sorry i couldn't reply each one of it but your comments have always made my day

have a nice day everyone!

my first design for little karma

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a little bit different from the original design
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yang punya anak, adik, ato yang ukuran badannya mini mo dipake sendiri juga boleh...hihihihi beli dong!!!!^^

oh and also, i'm starting a new project! XD i'm very very nervous, wish me luck guys!

You guys should watch this :

a great film from Yojiro Takita, combined with beautiful music from the one and only Joe Hisaishi

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After finishing this film i was like : "I want the soundtrack to be played during my funeral" LOL

indeed, a very heartwarming film

Please check:

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Don't give up, Indonesia!

only two days ago i promoted my country to a Japanese friend who intend to go here to study.

And yesterday morning there were 2 suicide bombings here in Jakarta.

(sigh)

God help Indonesia.

"there's a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything, but it's not giving up. It's realizing that you don't need certain people and their crap."

(anonymous)

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Maap ya...emang jurnal ini gak ada poinnya. Isinya gak penting. Jadi bagi yang gak berminat gak usah melanjutkan deh...hehehe saya lagi pengen nulis-nulis aja and i'm too lazy to translate this in english, so, non-indonesian-speaking friends, please accept my apology okay you've been warned so don't complain

Hari Minggu 24 Mei kemarin, muak setelah berminggu-minggu main kejar-kejaran dengan garis-garis mati, saya menerima ajakan seorang teman baik dan adiknya untuk nonton my bloody valentine. Sebenernya dari judulnya aja saya curiga ini hanya salah satu film norak yang penuh wanita bule menjerit-jerit lari-larian. Tapi saking udah sumpek banget di rumah, jadilah Minggu siang itu saya duduk manis dalam bioskop mengenakan kacamuka 3D bersama kakak beradik blood fetish, menyaksikan rentetan gambar yang tentu saja penuh darah (judulnya aja my bloody valentine gitu lho). hahaha.

Sepanjang film, teman saya yang satu datar banget mukanya sambil sesekali mengutuk: "tai! disensor yah!" ketika adegan di layar hanya menampilkan cipratan darah tanpa memperlihatkan frame sebelumnya yang menunjukkan darimana darah itu berasal. Yang satu lagi sesekali bilang "anjing!" lalu tertawa-tawa setiap kali si pembunuh mengayunkan pickax nya dan membelah wajah seseorang. Beberapa kali saya tersentak kaget ketika si pembunuh melemparkan kapaknya ke depan (hail 3D effect!) Yah tapi untungnya saya juga bukan tipe cewek yang jejeritan sambil menutupi seluruh muka dengan tangan sih kalo nonton pilem horor...hehehe jadi lumayan cocok lah...tiga orang absurd menonton pilem-yang-sebenarnya-basi-abis-kalo-gak-ada-efek-3D nya itu di hari Minggu siang yang mendung.

Selesai nonton, Wima, si adik yang ketawa-tawa sepanjang film, langsung pulang. Sementara saya dan Diaz, si Mr. Asshole sekaligus teman baik yang pernah saya ceritakan di jurnal sebelumnya, menuju foodcourt untuk makan sore (laper banget bo soalnya filmnya nanggung jam 12.45 siang). Setelah makan, kami berencana menghabiskan minggu sore dengan ngupi-ngupi sambil mengobrol santai. Kenyataannya, saya pesan teh hangat rasa stroberi dan Diaz minum coklat panas dengan mint, sambil mengobrol tentang masa depan, tentang advertising yang menurut Diaz adalah "new era of slavery" (hahahah), tentang flower generation dan LSD, tentang invasi alien, bahkan tentang surga dan neraka (berat euy!!) hahaha.

3 jam lebih Diaz berusaha mencuci otak saya dengan teori-teori konspirasinya ) Dia bahkan punya ide brilian untuk membentuk aliran baru Diazism dan merekrut saya sebagai pengikut pertamanya. orang gila. hahaha. Tapi di antara obrolan-obrolan absurd kita, saya selalu merasa dapet pencerahan baru setiap kali ngobrol sama Diaz, Kemarin pun dia melontarkan sebuah nasehat yang bakal saya ingat terus:

quoting Diaz : " Satu hal yang gw pelajari juga dari sini, you gotta know what you want first, kalo udah try to believe in it so much,  then energy2 yang ada disekitar lo akan make it happen for you! Lo harus bikin blueprint diri lo sendiri cil, mungkin lo banyak maunya, tapi lo HARUS  cari cil, otherwise lo bakal WASTED in this world! Mungkin lo baru nemu 2 tahun lagi or 5 tahun lagi or even 10 tahun lagi, tapi kalo lo ga cari, ya ga nemu2. Gw aja baru nemu jalannya yang jelas di umur 34, tapi sebenernya dah tau waktu gw masih teenager, cuman ga di arahin kesitu aja...so it's not too late for you to find your path!

.....(uh, dalem)


Pembicaraan 3 jam diakhiri oleh tatapan sinis mbak-mbak waiter yang pura-pura bertanya apakah kami mau memesan sesuatu yang lain...hehehehe.  Setelah itu kami pulang dengan busway yang berlawanan arah. Saya menenteng cd "The Orb" yang dipinjemin Diaz, dan Diaz menenteng dvd bajakan "Achilles and the tortoise" dari saya.

Dalam perjalanan pulang di busway, saya bertekad untuk bikin blueprint diri saya sendiri. Moga-moga berhasil yah...rasanya jadi ngerti kesulitan para klien bikin brief selama ini....huehehehe. Dan dalam perjalanan pulang itu juga saya baru ingat kalo tadi kami nonton my bloody valentine. Emang dasar film biasa aja. Gak berkesan sama sekali 2 jam nonton! hahaha!

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
he'll get my support
he will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
he'll hear me out
And wont easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
he will understand me


I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
Ill get away with it

"Somebody" (Depeche Mode)
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couldn't be better said

I hope each of us will find our somebody
sorry for this unimportant post, i'm just so in love with this song and sorry for replacing all the "she" with "he"

I think many of you have heard about the Setu Gintung tragedy in Jakarta last Friday. “Setu” is a Javanese word for dam. Due to aging and lack of proper maintenance, the 76 years old,  21-hectare dam collapsed and let tons of water free, smashing houses and the villages around, leaving a mass destruction behind. Could you imagine being hit  by a heavy torrent while sleeping soundly in your bed? Or seeing your baby wrenched away from your arms by tsunami-like torrent of water?

I saw this tragedy on the news and felt sorry for the victims. But it’s not the same when you actually go and see the site for yourself. Yesterday, a few of our office workers, including me, decided to visit Setu Gintung to give some donations we’ve been collecting the day before. Arriving on the site’s gate, none of us were allowed to continue our journey further. Hundreds of volunteers, policemen and paramedics wearing hygiene masks were busy delivering clothes, food and water to the victims, spraying and cleaning the area, and, yes, looking for undiscovered bodies under the thick mud. One of the volunteers said that they’ve just found another body, and that the area was heavily damaged and dirty, thus it was dangerous for us to go further inside.

The air smelled of rotten bodies and suddenly I felt dizzy and there was a lump in my throat. I imagined what if it happened to me or my family, or my friends, and suddenly I felt really thankful that I was alive, breathing and happy. Suddenly I felt very lucky to be me, and ashamed of my day-to-day whining and complaining. I remember the Aceh’s tsunami, and shuddered to think that it must be a hundred times worse than this. At that time, I felt that it was far from where I lived, and somehow not really connected to my daily life.
After handing the donations, we continued to visit the house of our co-worker, which was located near the damaged area. The current also hit her neighbourhood, but not very badly. She lost her car, but thankfully her family and her house was safe. She told us that one of her neighbours’ house was damaged severely, and that the resident found a baby’s dead body floating in his living room.
Visiting Setu Gintung, I was reminded to be thankful everyday, and live the most of my life, in case tomorrow never comes. Let us hope for no more catastrophe in this world. And let us say a little prayer, just a few words spoken in our heart will do, for the souls passed away in this tragedy. That’s the least we could do.

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turn off a light or two. Little things can do magic you know

“…OMG, I opened my deviantart account and found hundreds of messages, and then I realized that I got a DD.”

About a hundred times I’ve read this opening sentence on the daily deviants’ journal. And this afternoon, I opened my deviantart account and found 900 messages waiting in my inbox, I thought (hopefully) that maybe I got a DD…and then I laughed to myself, hahah, oh come on, it’s just probably every single deviant in my list has decided to write some journals…that’s the reason behind the nine hundred messages.

So I clicked the “message” option, and oh-my-god-i-really-got-a-DD!
So this is how it feels! hahahahaha

I know I would sound cheesy, but never in a 4-year-of-deviantarting, I’ve seen so many messages in my inbox hahahaha.

I just want to thank you everyone, every fellow deviant who has commented and favourited and collected or even just looked at my work “mirror”  I’m so sorry I couldn’t reply all the messages, but I read and re-read every one of them and really appreciated all the comments and critiques.

My deepest gratitude for Samuel Phillip Raffa, who’s been spoiling me since the first day I joined deviantart

Thank you for suggesting the DD
Thank you for always supporting me
Thank you for all the subscriptions
Thank you for being my friend
And most of all, thank you for believing in me, more than I do myself

hugs to all of you!

SCENE 1

Sesosok pria tinggi hitam dengan tampang campuran teroris arab-keturunan honduras keluar dari WC, masih benerin risleting celana jinsnya, trus ngelap tangan di kaos sendiri.
“Cil, kenalin ini Diaz, senior art director disini…”
“Ergh..halo….” (dengan ragu-ragu menjabat tangan bekas pipis yang belom dicuci, walopun udah dilap di kaos…hehehe)
“Diaz” (menjabat erat dengan muka lempeng, trus langsung pergi)
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SCENE 2
“Cil! Sini deh!”
“Apaan?”
“Sini bentaaarrr…gue punya hadiah buat lo”
“Apa sih?”
“Tangan lo mana coba?”
(dengan patuh mengulurkan tangan. Sedetik kemudian, 2 garis hitam jatuh mendarat di telapak tangan gue)
“……………….apaan ini????”
“bulu idung gue…buat lo” (sambil nyengir dengan tatapan mata yang seolah mengatakan “baik ya gue?”)
“……….”
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SCENE 3
Jam 3 subuh di kantor, mata sepet setengah mampus, udah seminggu begadang, ngerjain layout yang direpisi tanpa henti. Tiba-tiba dari belakang gue terdengar suara:
“ Eh….”
“hmmmm?” (ngantuk dan bête)
“ Layout lo busuk abis ya…”
“………….”
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SCENE 4
Another jam 3 subuh di kantor, baru kelar bikin layout buat prisen pagi-pagi, mo minta approval dari bapaknya.
“Yaz…” (sambil menatap komputer)
(hening)
“Yaz, sini liat layoutnya bentar dong…” (masih menatap komputer)
(hening)
“Yaz? Tidur ya lo? (sambil nengok ke belakang)
Orangnya gak ada, komputernya udah mati.
……………..Kampret.
Langsung ambil hp kirim  SMS:
“Yaz! Lo pulang ya? Buset, pamitan kek sama anaknya! Kapan melipirnya?”
“ Iya, gw udah di jalan nih, ngantuk”
“ Huh! Bapak macam apa kamu?!?”
“ Bapak macam-macam…”
…………..speechless………….
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SCENE 5
Lagi sibuk bikin sketch storyboard buat ngebrief illustrator. Tiba-tiba di samping gue ada yang ngeliatin gak pergi-pergi.
“Kenapa?” (risih juga lama-lama diliatin terus… hehehehe)
“Gambar lo tuh garis-garisnya berkarakter banget ya”
“Oya? Karakternya gimana?” (sambil nyengir geer)
“Karakter sakit jiwa…”

……..sialan.
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SCENE 6
Tengah malam. Udah pada pulang. Lagi bikin photography brief setelah 2 minggu penuh dateng pagi pulang pagi lagi. Mata udah kayak panda. Yang tersisa tinggal saya dan siapa lagi kalo bukan bapak teroris arab-honduras itu.
“Eh Cil…”
“Apa?”
“……….lo gak mo resign yah?”
“hah?” (nengok ke belakang) Kenapa tiba-tiba ngomong gitu?”
“Mati muda lo bentar lagi kalo kerja kayak gini terus!”
………………..(mikir-mikir) iya juga yah………….
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SCENE 7
Ada SMS masuk malem-malem, sehari setelah bapak saya itu mengabarkan bahwa dia mau resign karena mau ke amerika.
“Gue udah launching! Lo tinggal sustainingnya yah, harusnya lebih gampang, kan udah gue kasih guidelines”
“Gue besok baru mo ngasih surat nih Yaz…”
“Buruan kasih!”
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Akhirnya saya duluan yang resign, karena Diaz gak jadi berangkat ke Amerika. Minggu lalu, anyway, dia resign juga, karena mau melanjutkan karirnya jadi musisi (“tapi bukan bikin sekolah musik yang ngelesin piano gitu cil….gue mo ambil course di apple centre di singapur”). Hehehe. That weird, asshole, suka-nyela mode on person, yet the most supportive, the most reliable, the most trustworthy friend for me akhirnya pergi juga ☺.

For all the laughs,
For all the advices,
For all the becandaan-bau-darah,
For all the photoshop, freehand and illustrator tips and tricks,
For all the sakit-jiwa-dvds ),
For all the “cela-mencela” moments,
For the bulu idung (s) ,
For being a good listener,
For always supporting me,
For the fun 3 years together,
For opening my eyes,
For being the best grouphead so far,
And for being my best friend,
I just want to say:

Thank you so much mr. asshole! ☺ miss you already!

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