I hate this magnet

I don't know what is going on with me, i just can't be the same person like before. I rather be quiet with my friends. I'm just not that the same person i used to be. It feels like there is an energy which is pulling me out of my daily life. I try hard to fight that magnetic energy. I want to be the same person I used to be. A cheerful one, who always make silly jokes and playing around all the time with my friends.
I asked few of friends about how they feel about me these days, they said the same thing. I am different and I'm not that close anymore with them.
I want this weird magnet energy go away from me. I want to have my fun days back. I don't want to stay away from my friends. I love them..

You and me, Forever!

hey you my friend, are you there?
are you awake from dreaming?
i am here to let you know
that we are forever

remember our childhood times
we played and played together
we laughed and laughed together

we shared our times together
we shared our dolls
we shared our food
we shared our lunch
we shared our life
forever

we walked
we laughed
we played
we talked
we sang our song
together

we are us
we are we
you and me
forever!

this lyric is dedicated to anya
anya, we must song this song, together!
haha

HAPPY GO LUCKY

You are happy
You are lucky
Then you are happy go lucky

We are always happy
We are always lucky
We are happy go lucky

Flowers on the ground
Clouds on the sky
they are so happy

bees are flying
ants are dancing
they're all happy go lucky

we're all happy
we're all lucky
we are happy go lucky

If you are happy
then i'm lucky
if you are lucky
then i'm happy

you are happy go lucky
we are happy go lucky
we are happy go lucky

Extra Jojoz

Jojoz is Joz Yusadiredja ( if I wasn't mistaken). One night in Bandung, I was with my friends, Kania and Irsan. It wasn't late yet, thats why we didn't wanna go back to the hotel. Then Irsan called his friend, Joz to give us a late Bandung trip.
Since that night, I have known Joz until today. He is a Moz fan. He loves to be pundung with me. Sometimes, he is so busy to reply my chats, but its ok, i'm a patient girl. We love to talk about different kind of things in our messenger. Sad stuffs often come up in our topics. It's just a ritual for both of us, sadness. But, we are also happy people.
Joz is also a vocalist, but I've never seen or heard him singing. He loves to be in front of the computer for hours, but he is also sleeping for hours. so, it's even I guess. He is a nice guy, he is my brother, not a blood related one. but he is one of my brothers. I haven't got his photo yet. So I drew one earlier before I made this story about him. I hope he will like it.
Happy Tuesday, Joz!
He sent me his photo. ;)

This is Joz!

Anya

Her name is Anya Paramita Mayaputri.
She is 18 years old.
She is crazy, she is wild (haha).
She is arrogant (but not to me of course).
She is silly, just like me. She loves to eat, just like me.
She cares about me, so do i care about her.
She is a shining light (haha, emangnya lagu ya nya?).
She loves adventure, just like me.
She loves turtles.
She loves cooking, just like me.
She lives near my house.
She is there for me and i'm here for her.
She loves OASIS.
She loves picking her nose. ;p
She loves to fart, me too!
haha
She is my best best best of the best best best friend I have ever found in my life so far.
I hope she will be my best friend forever friend.
We are going to build a dream house later on in the future.
We are going to make our own coffee shop called "Pepanya".
We are going to spend our life together.*hope so. hwa

Love you, Anya! hugs!

Mahal mahal mahal = expensive expensive expensive

Just earlier, my friend, eza, showed me dm. ya, expensive. mahal!
but, i want it. oh god, please send me money from the sky.
I really want this dm.
I love purple, you know that.
Please?

i'm the flying baby bird

this is a story of a flying baby bird
she cant fly off to the sky
she is stuck here, with her wings chained to a tree

this is a story of a flying baby bird
she wants to go out there
to see the clouds, high above the sky
but she cant fly now
it's too early
the world is too big

this is a story of a flying baby bird
she loves her mommy bird
her mommy doesn't let her go.
her mommy will loose her soon

i'm a flying baby bird
the world is big
and i'm too small
the clouds are high
am i ready yet, to be a flying bird?

I made this lyric today when I was eating with my mom and her arisan friends,
it was so boring. Everyone interrupted me when i did this lyric.
hopefully ganesha will make a good song out of this lyric. ;)

Flying baby bird

I have never been a mother yet until now. Maybe later on when I already have a husband. I had some arguments with my mom last night. It wasn't really important though. But the thing that she said was, " you're leaving soon, please don't go out too often". I've just realized today that she is afraid of losing me. I'm leaving my house in three months from now. I'm going away for my studies. I'm her only daughter. She loves me that much that she wants to keep me all the time. A baby bird needs to fly, so do I. I know I love her and she loves me. But she needs to let me fly. I will go back to her, she doesn't need to worry about me not coming back to her. I will always have her in my heart although I'm far from her. Maybe someday she will understand.
Now, she is just afraid. Me too, but I try not to be. I wanna be a flying baby bird, looking for its own life.

Damien and Isobelle

Damien and Isobelle is my blog title. I love these two names. For me, these names are not just names. It has meanings. Silly ones, i guess.
Damien will be my son's name in the future. Damien is taken from Damon Albarn and Damien Rice. I adore Damon and Damien, they have nice songs and lyrics. My son will be Damien or Damon. I hope my future husband will agree about that name.
About Isobelle, I know that Isobelle is not the right spelling, but I don't care. It's a mixture between Isobel and Isabelle. I will name my daughter Isobelle Portia. Portia is an adding. If I have two daughters, they will be Isobelle and Portia.
So, that's the story from my blog's name.
Enjoy my blog. I hope you will like my blog like a delicious meal. ;)

First thing first

First thing to say, wow. I have a blog. It's because of a friend of mine in an instant messaging told me to have one. So, why don't i have one? Anyway, thanks strangerdaydreaming. ;)
Well, I'm Stephanie Jenny Angeraini. But, most of my friends know me as peppy. It's a childhood name and i still use it until now. I love that name, although it was my father's dog's name. I have just turned 18 last month. I think I'm not ready yet for that age, but it's just my feelings at the moment.
I live in this two story house. My room is in the second level. It's right at front of the building. I can see outside through my huge windows, but I rather keep it close. I'm afraid that people can see when I'm just out from the shower. That won't be very nice, isn't it? I love my room, it's the perfect place to sleep for hours! I have this huge bed with cozy mattress that will take me away to the land of dream. Talking about dream, I have a band called Funny Little Dream (www.myspace.com/funnylittledream). It's a sweet pop easy listening music.
Enough with the promotion, back to my room. I have this blue flowery wallpaper sticked on the wall. I covered it with lots of photos and pictures from the musician. I have this small poster from brandon flowers (my favourite man in the world), so that when i wake up in the morning, i see his face right away. But, there are also other bands, like joy division, the clash, etc. I really love everything about my room, including the mess. I will miss my room soon, I'm moving out from my room.