Friday, October 29, 2004

Too many hearts are broken
A lover's promise never came with a maybe
So many words are left unspoken
The silent voices are driving me crazy
After all the pain you caused me
Making up could never be your intention
You'll never know how much you hurt me


Posted by cabina. @ 10:38 AM

Thursday, October 28, 2004

uda jam enam. kerjaan juga terpaksa hrs di tunda sampai besok krn org2 uda pd pulang. sambil liat2 sales week kemarin, iseng liat cerita nya R.

ada cerpen judulnya Sindrom Ulang Taun #19.

liat itu, cuma senyum2 aja sambil gumam, alah baru 19 aja..

sambil itung2 Rata2 Sales 4 minggu terakhir, cerpennya R dibaca juga dikit2. satu paragraf, dua paragraf, sampai keterusan. ternyata cerpennya berat. sampai miris.


at the end of the story, i just realized. im 20. but i was still 19 three weeks ago.

and he's rite.


damn rite.




And cars and phones and diamond rings,
Bling, bling, but those are only removable things.
And what about your mind? Does it shine?
Are there things that concern you more than your time?

Posted by cabina. @ 6:12 PM

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

ujan deres.
ujan badai.
basah kuyup.

memang ga pake payung?
tapi baru satu menit dipake, payungnya langsung ancur.
namanya juga badai.

jadilah saya jalan ke kantor dengan membawa payung uda kyk sapu lidi.
cuma kawat doang.
saya malu.

begitu sampai di kantor,
di ketawain.
pusing saya..

engga bisa duduk krn celana dan baju nya basah kuyup.
dan krn pake baju wool, jd nya bau kambing.
saya malu sekaliii...

untung dibawain baju dari rumah.
sama ibu tercinta.

pas uda ganti baju.
org marketing dateng.
"shelley is on a mass panic attack now. The laptop for exhibition is broken"
*pasang muka simpatik*
"so.. if it's possible, could you go to melb exhibition centre, give the new laptop to shelley and also bring back the broken laptop to us"


saya pusing..

Posted by cabina. @ 5:29 PM

Sunday, October 17, 2004

and he followed her just to let her know

that dreams are dreams..

Posted by cabina. @ 10:31 AM

Saturday, October 16, 2004


it doesnt worth my song.

at all.

so, please


Posted by cabina. @ 1:42 AM

Thursday, October 14, 2004

june 21

you make me bitching
and im a bit afraid of what im gonna be
but every morning's a virgin

i am the one,
trying to be good, wanting to be bad and so on
excess, temptress, big mess

october 13

hold me.

it's really painful,
in this bit here.

hold me.

Posted by cabina. @ 8:45 PM :: (0) comments

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

at the moment it may be okay. but im sure, that when i open my eyes this morning, it would feel like deep dark blue bruises. or even like a scratch that you didnt realize you've ever had. a scratch that would hurt so badly when you take a shower, or maybe wash your hand.

it stings through your bones. and you realized that you had a pretty deep wound.

there is a saying,
you're nobody till somebody loves you.

it's kinda true.

i feel..


and depressed.




but anyway,

tomorrow is gonna come in one and a half hours time.


Posted by cabina. @ 10:30 PM :: (0) comments