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. ;)