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

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

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