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Jumat, 26 November 2010

fences - paramore

I’m sitting in a room,
Made up of only big white walls and in the hall
There are people looking through
The window in the door
they know exactly what we’re here for.

Don’t look up
Just let them think
There’s no place else
You’d rather be.

You’re always on display
For everyone to watch and learn from,
Don’t you know by now,
You can’t turn back
Because this road is all you’ll ever have.

And it’s obvious that you’re dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera’s lying.
And oh oh open wide, ’cause this is your night.
So smile, ’cause you’ll go out in style.
You’ll go out in style.

If you let me I could,
I’d show you how to build your fences,
Set restrictions, separate from the world.
The constant battle that you hate to fight,
Just blame the limelight.

Don’t look up
Just let them think
There’s no place else
You’d rather be.

And now you can’t turn back
Because this road is all you’ll ever have.

And it’s obvious that you’re dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera’s lying.
And oh oh open wide, ’cause this is your night.
So smile.

Yeah, yeah you’re asking for it
With every breath that you breathe in
Just breathe it in.
Yeah, yeah well you’re just a mess
You do all this big talking
So now let’s see you walk it.
I said let’s see you walk it.

Yeah, yeah well you’re just a mess
You do all this big talking
So now let’s see you walk it.
I said let’s see you walk it.

And it’s obvious that you’re dying, dying.
Just living proof that the camera’s lying.
And oh oh open wide, yeah oh oh open wide.
Yeah, oh oh open wide,
‘Cause you’ll go out in style.
You’ll go out in style.

Minggu, 21 November 2010

Just me

I do not like to cry
I hate to see lose
I want to be a winner
I tried not to be afraid
I like challenges
Maybe, I have a principle
I will not say anything when I feel disappointed
I can not translate my own heart
I would not call you that have left me
I want to fall in love, but I'm not ready for this
I'm not perfect, but I try to be better ..


Sabtu, 16 Oktober 2010

Brick By Boring Brick-Paramore

She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she’s left behind
It’s all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She’s ripping wings off of butterflies

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head’s in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get you shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba ha

So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck twelve
Well make sure to build your home brick by boring brick
Or the wolf’s gonna blow it down

Keep your feet on the ground
When your head’s in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle

Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it’s not real
You can’t hold it in your hands
You can’t feel it with your heart
And I won’t believe it
But if it’s true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that’s where I want to be, yeah

Go get your shovel
We’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we’ll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle

[x2]
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
Ba da ba ba ba da ba ba
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da

Ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba

Selasa, 13 Juli 2010

The Only Exception ~ Paramore

When I was younger I saw my daddy cry

and curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched
as he tried to reassemble it.

And my momma swore
that she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised
I’d never sing of love if it does not exist.

But Darling,
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.

Maybe I know somewhere
deep in my soul
that love never lasts.
And we’ve got to find other ways
to make it alone.
Keep a
straight face.
And I’ve always lived like this
keeping a comfortable distance.
And up until now I had sworn to myself
that I’m content with loneliness.

Because none of it was ever worth the risk.

Well you are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.

I’ve got a tight grip on reality,
but I can’t let go of what’s in front of me here.
I know you’re leaving in the morning
when you wake up.
Leave me with some kind of proof its not a dream.

You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.

You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.

I’m on my way to believing
And I’m on my way to believing

Decoy ~ Paramore

Close your eyes and make believe this is where you want to be

Forgetting all the memories, try to forget love cause love’s forgotten me

Well hey, hey baby, it’s never too late pretty soon you won’t remember a thing

And I’ll be distant, the stars reminiscing

Your heart’s been wasted on me

You’ve never been so used as I’m using you, abusing you

My little decoy

Don’t look so blue, you should’ve seen right through

I’m using you, my little decoy

My little decoy

Live your life inside a dream

Time is changing everything

Forgetting all the memories

And I’m forced into you just cause you’re into me

Well hey, hey baby, it’s never too late

When I’m gone you won’t remember a thing

But I can’t stay and you know I won’t wait

I was gone from the very first day

You’ve never been so used as I’m using you, abusing you

My little decoy

Don’t look so blue, you should’ve seen right through

I’m using you, my little decoy

Oh, oh.

I’m not sorry at all
(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)

I won’t be sorry at all
(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)

I’d do it over again

Don’t look so blue, my little decoy

You should’ve seen right through, my little decoy

You’ve never been so used, my little decoy

And so I’m using you, my little decoy

Senin, 05 Juli 2010

PKL oh PKL

tes..tes..tes..
1 tahun yg lalu (2009) blogger nyobain yg namanya PKL alias Praktek kerja Lapangan, di bilang nyobain sebenernya kurang tepat, yg lebih pasnya wajib dari kampus. Dalam otak blogger waktu itu "wah pasti seru PKL ada pengalaman baru". Sampai akhirnya pada perjalanan menuju tempat2 PKL yg akan di tandangi.

Berawal dari pembuatan surat permohonan PKL yg ternyata ribeeeeeet bgt..suruh ke sana lha, ke sini lha..udah kantor BAAK nya lelet bgt. "Hello?? kerja kalian tuh buat melayani administrasi mahasiswa jgn santai2 doang!!!"...udah mulai naek darah.
Ecek2 bkin surat, tanda tangan sana sini plus cap2an sgala akhirnya kelar, kemudian mulailah blogger menjelajahi perusahaan-perusahaan yg di tuju. Mw tau?? blogger ga tanggung2 bikin surat permohonan PKL hampir ke 10 perusahaan.."dilarang ngambil kesimpulan dulu."

Perjalanan mmengantarkan surat lamaran :
Blogger menuju pusat perkantoran di sudirman, mulai dari bank2 yang gedungnya tinggi2, perusahaan dealer mobil, sampe perusahaan ga jelas yang berjejer di daerah itu. Hasilnya NIHIL! semua jawabannya sama "WAITING LIST".....Arrrggghhhh...kesel bener...ini berlangsung lebih dari seminggu..berangkat pagi pulang sore..cuma buat kelilingin JAKARTA naro lamaran PKL doang (intinya belum tentu di panggil).

Akhirnya sampai pada tahap mau putus asa...blogger iseng2 ke perusahaan minyak yg ada di jakpus yg deket monumen monas itu lho...pas blogger tanya2 masalah PKL (waktu itu belum bikin surat lamaran, kan iseng2 masuk situ), diawali dengan percakapan dengan bapak2 yang ngurusin penerimaan mahasiswa PKL :
blogger : "siang pak, saya mahasiswa dari universitas XXX, perusahaan ini bisa nerima mahasiswa PKL ga ya?"
bapak2 : "Siang. Oh mahasiswa yang mau PKL ya, bisa kok, kasih surat pengantar dari kampus aja ke sini"
blogger : muka seneng, "beneran pak, klo gitu saya segera bikin suratnya, nanti saya datang lagi kesini, kira2 kalau saya udah kasih suratnya kapan bisa mulai kerja??" penasaran..
Bapak itu : "iya bisa, kasih aja secepatnya ke sini, nanti klo sudah di acc, besok atau lusanya udah boleh mulai kerja."
Blogger : "oke pak! secepatnya saya akan urus surat izinnya, oh iya kalau boleh tau, kira2 nanti saya kerjanya seperti apa ya pak ?"
Bapak itu lagi : "prosedur kerjanya nanti saya jelaskan kalo sudah mulai kerja, oiya saya lupa tanya, kamu itu kuliah jurusan apa ya??"
Blogger : tet tot.."saya jurusan akuntansi pak"
Bapak itu again : "lho ko?? saya pikir kamu jurusan komunikasi." (muka bingung)
Blogger : mukanya lebih bingung lagi.. "emang harus jurusan komunikasi ya pak??"
Bapak itu sambil cengar cengir : "kamu bukannya kasih tau dulu jurusannya apa, kalau ekonomi bukan di gedung ini, kalo mau kamu ngajuin ke lokasi perusahaan yg di BLOK M".
Blogger : muka kecewa..(pastilah kecewa, udah seneng2) "kira2 pasti diterima ga pak???" bener2 ngarep.
Bapak itu : "yah belum tentu, soalnya kalau anak ekonomi banyak yang mau ikut PKL, jadi yah kamu paling di suruh nunggu dulu, ini saya kasih alamatnya ya."
Blogger: errrrrrrrrrrrggghh.."oh ya udah kalau gitu, makasih ya pak infonya." sambil ngambil kertas rujukan yg di kasih bapak2 tadi. Dalam hati blogger teriak : saya jurusan kampung ramputan-cililitan pak!
Haduh si bapak bukannya nanya jurusannya dulu, udah langsung bisa2 aja. Jadi yang salah siapa? blogger yg ga bilang duluan atau bapak2 itu yang ga nanya duluan?? Whatever lha..intinya hari itu NIHIL!!

Akhirnya....sampe juga pada rasa putus asa.....hampir nyerah buat PKL tahun ini (2009)..Pikiran blogger : "tahun depan juga masih bisa"(berusaha nyenengin hati).
Dan....siapa sangka..ada bokap temen blogger yang bae hati nawarin kerjaan di kantornya..tapi masalahnya, blogger dan 3 temen lainnya di tempatin di bagian perencanaan (nah loh ga nyambung bgt sm jurusan blogger yang sebenernya akuntansi)..tapi bodo amat lha ah..secara kalo udah mentok kerja apa aja di sikat asal jangan jadi OG (Office Girl) aja..hahaha
Masalah aturan kampus "yg kalo bisa dapat kerjaan di bidang akuntansi"---->bisa di akalin kali ya. Kampus juga ngasih kelonggaran dikit yah paling mentok bagian administrasi boleh lha..tinggal pandai2 beralibi aja...

Nah dari sini cerita selanjutnya dimulai.............

To Be Continue..
X.O.X.O

Minggu, 04 Juli 2010

I Caught Myself - Paramore

Down to you
You’re pushing and pulling me down to you
But I don’t know what I
Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought
Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought of you of you

You’re pushing and pulling me down to you
But I don’t know what I want
No, I don’t know what I want
You got it you got it
Some kind of magic
Hypnotic hypnotic
You’re leaving me breathless
I hate this I hate this
You’re not the one I believe in
With God as my witness

Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought
Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought of you of you
You’re pushing and pulling me down to you
But I don’t know what I want
No, I don’t know what I want

Don’t know what I want
But I know it’s not you
Keep pushing and pulling me down
But I know in my heart it’s not you

Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought
Now when I caught myself
I had to stop myself
From saying something
That I should’ve never thought of you
I knew, I know in my heart it’s not you
I knew, but now I know what I want, I want, I want
Oh no, I’ve should have never thought