name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
i want to blame the beatles on writing 'yesterday' lyrics.. it should be "yesterday, all my troubles weep me away"
mulai deh, aggy suka absurd.
"have i told you about aksa's curse on me?"
well yeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kemaren itu hari trouble sedunia buat gue. began on silly morning where i found myself missed my 'you know who' and i stupidly "borrow" my dad's car. for god sake, it is really wroooonnnnggg :(
after five hundred meters from my house; "BBBOOOOMMMM" the tires explode. FTA. they're just poppin like shits. and then i go to nearest pumping station. after almost 30 minutes waiting, i get on car again. as if trouble loves me... the AC just go gaga like hell again. crunch crunch. i get back off to my home, remembering aksa's curse back then. bibi penjaga rumah gue bingung; ini anak cepet banget baliknya tapi kaga berani nanya soalnya muka gue udah penuh kerut kerut kesel, jerawat gue dengan amazing nambah satu biji merah pula (that's the sign when i'm having a stressful moment)
theeeeeeennn i sms aksa.
sms.
sms.
sms.
sms.
i told him i missed panyo.
theeeeennn do you know what he said by then; "INI AKU LAGI JALAN SAMA DIA GI"
aksaaaaaaa!!! hiiiiiiiihh
then we go sms
sms
sms
sms
after a few i decided to 'beat the curse' and went to "you know who's" house. this time using public transportation. you know the red ones named MIKROLET? i know this going to be unsafe since i should go to bekasi -the city of evil- and bekasi is SOOOO STRANGEE to me.
after 3 minutes sitting inside the mikrolet "BBOOOMMM" the mikrolet just fuckin hit the metromini.
okay i tried to calmed my mind eventhough the only thoughts that popped in my head is:
bitch
bitch
biiiiiiitttttttccccccccchhhhh!!!!!
no one hurts except the driver sih, ya so the kenek and the supir went ribut and i with the whole penumpang go off the car and took the other cars. and then i shitly enter a car that stand not too far. after 15 minutes 'ngetem' the mikrolet jalan.
gue udah mulai lega.
legaaaaaa.
until this bearded 'preman looking' guy enter the car.
5 minute...nothing happens..
10 minute.. udah nyampe di daerah bintara because the angkot sooooo slooowwwly passed...
1 minute later...
yakkk bagooooooos temen-temennya si 'preman looking guy' naik angkot dan mulai menodong seisi angkot (yang cuma seorang nenek-nenek, mas-mas bermuka melas, gue, dan seorang ibu ibu kurus)
i just have 20 thousand rupiahs in my pocket dan itu recehan. recehan. recehan.
karena gue ditodong pisau and i'm afraid mending duit itu gue kasih semua sampe yang nyisa tinggal 500 perak dua biji di kantong kemeja gue. then they're gone.
at this point..
i'm so shame on them. bahkan seorang nenek-nenek yang well, let's say, aduh, don't you have parents? don't you have grannys? don't you have someone to love? i pity you. did that kind of things to a grannys? i hope you fuckin burned in hell for these shits.
so i get off the car, it was nowhere near bintara --i don't have any idea. gue jalan sesuai rute angkot yang tadi gue naikin. udara makin panas jadi kemeja (which i wore as a jacket) gue copot. showing my black favorite 'the-it-band-which-the-name-should-not-mentioned-here' theeeeen gue jalan deh tuh. masih terlintas niatan gue buat pergi ke rumah 'you know who' but i just have 1000 rupiahs and his house still far. duhs.
begitu gue nyampe di daerah pondok kopi...
there was a shamely punkrocker groups (which i think they're just a kind of posse because some of them wear swallow & i haven't recognized them in this area yet) looking at me in strange way.
suddenly one of them threwing bottles at me.
HALOOO LO SEMUA SIAPAA??? THIS PLACE WAS NEVER BELONG TO ANY PUNKERS BESIDE MINE! SHOW A LITTLE RESPECT!!!
tadinya mau bilang gitu.
until i realized what makes them mad at me
MY T-SHIRT.
shit
shit
shit
shit
tiba tiba terlintas ide usil
gue lari
mereka ngejar
gue lari ke arah stasiun pondok kopi (which there were my fellows DOGMAS)
they're a fast runner
ANJENNGG LARINYA KENCENG BANGEETTTSSSS!! luckily i'm not far.
disitu lah gue memulai aksi jerit jerit heboh nan gila nan norak. there was a DOGMAS' member, looking at me and point. hampir ada crash sedikit sih. then gue ditolong bos chabi. kata Chabi sih mereka tuh anak anak yang naik kereta from nowhere, no showing respects, punkrocker wannabes--but he always said; the world need wannabes.
and then Chabi accompany me home with his *eugh* rotten vespa. no offense ya Chab, i always hate your vespa. but i think punk-rocker wannabes should face those truly punkrocker with respect like DOGMAS and chabi. he's so kind when helped me making the 24h street people videos. CHAB I HEART YOU DEH.
back to my home, sms aksa.
sms
told him to online but the connection just a bitch
then i called him, explain what happen today..
well i thought that these kind of things only happens in a movie.
but now it happens to my life. thanks for cursing, aksa.
