Popcorn Manis

(Pic from Tumblr)

Tak pernah benar-benar lupa, kan? Sampai detik ini pun ternyata masih belum bisa.  Kadang rasanya seperti orang paling munafik satu semesta. Seperti menutupi lubang dengan papan kayu tipis. Serupa hilang, tapi lubangnya tak akan kemana-mana.

Seperti popcorn manis, yang rasa manisnya selalu teringat di lidah, yang aromanya selalu dirindu, bahkan setelah berbulan-bulan tak makan, tak beli.

Popcorn manis.
Popcorn manis.
Popcorn manis.
Popcorn manis.
Popcorn manis.
Kita makan sama-sama, ya?
Bunda, Nasya mau popcorn manis. Boleh?

22 April.

A Long Visit

Not mine. So, it's been almost 6 months since the last time I logged in to my tumblr account, or I don't know, is it hurt to remember?

Terbesit ratusan kali pembicaraan antara dua orang yang bisa jadi dikagumi dan perlu diucapi terima kasih sebanyak-banyaknya:

A : Gimana caranya, sih, lu bisa kayak gini?
B : Ya, waktu yang lain tidur, lu belajar.
....

Rasanya sudah berbulan-bulan dijadikan alasan untuk tetap terjaga meski tertidur pula akhirnya.  Kurang apa, ya? Ada yang kurang. Bukannya mencari-cari yang hilang, malah sampai ke sini, malah nulis di sini, ya sudah.
Kemarin angkatan atas sudah UN, ya? Semoga hasil yang didapat setara dengan ratusan ember keringat dan jam-jam tidur yang hilang ya, A, Teh.
Ngomong-ngomong sudah mau SD2015. Masih belum ngapa-ngapain hehe maafin gabut, minggu depan janji gak gabut kok, janji.

....
A : Wedeh, tuh guys, dengerin.
B : Haha kak, tapi waktu yang lain belajar, lu tidur.

Kemudian kami semua tertawa.
Seperti sudah lama, ya?

10th

Loving the morning light through the window.

Got my mid-semester report and school until 11 am. And the day was continued by having a quality time with Dita, Akbar, and Rifqi yesterday (it was actually eating, karaoke-ing, and getting wet by the rain if it was counted) after the announcement of the olympiad thing and none of us were selected. It was actually fun to remember since our laughters were mostly caused by that *huehe*.

Akbar drove me home for a halfway and I arrived around 6 pm and I didn't get changed until 7.30 pm (it was a uniform oh gosh).  Feeling your butt was darn heavy and you know the pain exactly.

But, here is to the start of the break that I'm determined to enjoy, yeah! Maybe I'll continue my reading because a weird me reading 4 books, different genres, in my busy time. Somebody should hit me on the face. Or maybe I'll cook some foods with my cooking partner, April, since we will be home on Saturday until Tuesday before we go back to our cities. And my Jogja friend would be home too until next week and I really can't wait to see her soon. Or maybe I'll go to some places with April too since we are partner in everything and our moms always having some good conversations. But maybe, I'm not going to do some outside activities because there are so many dues awaited, I'm crying.

It's been 2 weeks since my chairmate, Pupi, moved to Canberra. And I still can't figure out how to sit alone.

Happy holiday, xx.

Tape.

Tape?

I was doing my math homework when Abi uploaded the file-that-everyone-has-waited-for.
Then God answers me,
Hello Industrial Engineering.

After giving some congratulation things, showing that I'm okay, no, really, I'm totally okay. I immediately made a call with mom in a few minutes, thinking maybe I could continue my work but I saw my computer called and ended with my fingers tapping on the keys.

Does it seem like a selfish me, playing around with thing that other people think it's fucking important, and I didn't take it seriously even once or twice, and people were like, pass me the fucking chance and the fucking time. eheh.

In the end, there would be no one of us flying to see the city of Jog :(
but guys, finally, see you at ITB.