Basic Nonsenses

Heartbreak is an odd kind of pain because you are not dying . You are not even sick . You are perfectly fine , yet you hurt so much that you can't even breathe. You can't sleep , and you can't stop the tears from falling . You may eat too much. You may not eat at all. Non-smokers light up. Non-drinkers find a bar. A broken heart is one of the world's greatest equalizer because it can turn even the sweetest angel into a freaking devil. -leilockheart.tumblr.com

Life is too short to wake up with regrets. Love the people who treat you right & forget the ones who don't! Believe that everything happens for a reason . If you get a chance, take it! If it changes your life, let it! Nobody said life would be easy they just promised. It would be worth it . :)

Girl: Hello ? Boy: Hey.. Girl: You okay ? Boy: Meet me at the park. They meet at the park. Girl: Are you okay ? Boy: Yeah.. Girl: Are you sure..? Boy: As a matter of fact, I’m not. I’ve been sitting here for the past two years, to only see you get hurt by jerks. I’ve always been here for you, & I’m glad to be. But when I see you cry about guys that DON’T deserve you, I wonder “I could treat you so much better.” But, no. I’m not gonna force you to have feelings for me. I just wanted to let you know, that I’ll always be here. No. Matter. What. Girl: … Boy: What’s wrong ? Girl: Nothing.. Boy: Nothing will be wrong from here on out, I promise. Just answer this question. Girl: Yes ? Boy: Will you be my girlfriend ? Girl: What ? Please don’t pull an April Fools on me. Boy: I’m not playing around, I asked you out on April 1st for a reason. Girl: And that reason is ? Boy: To show the world that my love for y ou isn’t a joke.

I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, But most of all, for not hating you, which I know I should......... But I just can't.

I was born in this world 13 yrs ago, with no mistakes in. Thank God, I'm still loved. I've never felt like I've ever been ignored by you, 'cos you have the greatest love for us human. You never sleep, you never do something else except watching us and giving us your love. I'm not good at religion education, I don't always pray either. But I love God . I love God more than people I can love . One of the proves that God still loves us: He sent us a king and a queen called parents . Your children.

First, I wanna ask you something. Have you said "I love you" to your parents or even kissed them today? If you haven't, I will tell you something that might will make you aware. Parents, they can be called Mom & Dad, Mama & Papa, or whatever (but you mustn't call them with bad words of course). Did you ever count how much tears they cried when you were born? Did you ever count how much tears they cried when you opposed them? Most of you guys may say NO. Have you realized your parents always put your name in they prays? They always beg to God, "Keep our children away from catastrophe", "make our children near to you", and other prays that they've always prayed for you. I know that I ain't too good to my parents. I'm sometimes annoyed with their over-protective character, but I realize, I realize it's for myself. Every parents in this world won't be willing to have their children hurt, will they? This'

Kenapa gue namain post ini 'Bustle'? Karena gue mau cerita kesibukan gue di kelas 9 *eaea*. Ya gitu lah. Itu juga salah satu alasan gue jarang ngepost wkwk. Semenjak gue di kls 9 jd sibuk bgt. PR hampir setiap hari ada, terus cuma dikasih waktu 2 hari buat ngerjain, ya mana sempet lah-_- pulangnya aja jam 4, belom les bahasa inggris dari jam 5-7, setiap selasa-kamis-jumat. FFFFUUUUHHHHHHHHH. Tapi bebannya agak berkurang sih kepala sekolah nya ngurangin jam belajar jadi pulang jam 2 setiap hari senin sama kamis~.~ harusnya tiap hari hahahahahaha. Udah yak bye.

Halo, ini post pertama di tahun 2011 n_n wkwk gue telat bgt ya ini aja udh tgl 30 -_- tepatnya hari Minggu, jam 22:30. Besok harus sekolah. Huft udah ya bye.