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Hi Yo....
Puisi2 yang pas itu jadi nilai ulangan kali ini dipamerkan di sepanjang koridor lantai 1 di SMAK St.Albertus Malang...silahkan dateng n ngliat (ya emang mau ngliat, masa mau nggigit?) Puisi ini akhirnya "jadi" juga berkat kerja keras Reymart, Davis, Ega, Feri, Albert, Fenny, saya, Cintut, Sinyo, Yossy, Keju Parmesan, Simon, dll) Thanx bwat Ega n Sinyo yang udah menemani saya "bakar-bakar" hehehe... awalnya kan alasan saya "hanya mau membantu" tapi lama2 ketauan juga...sorry, mupeng sih, abis dari tadi Sinyo gangguin terus. Thanx juga buat Cintut yang udah ngajakin saya ngobrol so I felt better. Thanx buat Ega yang udah membuat saya nggak canggung menikmati menu buka puasa dari Reymart san, gak kayak Sinyo n Albert yang teriak2! Hih! Thanx buat all of u yang udah nongkrong bareng di kelas sebelum kita kekancingan di Dempo. Hehehehe..... Hari itu menyenangkan, tidak seperti hari ini. Hari ini saya menjadi "korban" YD. Puisi yang dipajang di YD adalah puisi yang saya kirim 2 taun lalu alias pas aku masih kelas 1 sma. Puisi itu bikinnya pas kelas 3 smp. Tentu saja saya sudah punya aliran dan skill yang beda. Saya jadi malu puisi itu dipajang di YD. Bukan kenapa-kenapa, tapi KENAPA GAK MAJANG PUISI YANG BARU TA'KIRIM ATO ARTIKEL BAHASA INGGRISKU AJA? Itu kan lebih bagus! Hari ini pagi2 saya nerobos ato nabrak si Fuckin'Narrowminded. Makanya jangan berdiri nyumpek2in di pintu donk... (tau lagu ini nggak, "Move bitch! Get out da way!" ) Tp akhirnya pulang skul saya nangis juga karena saya berpikir kamu sudah mulai cerita yang baru sedangkan aku... "masih merayapku pelan...pelan... Mengucur darahku tinggalkan segala" (dari puisi "Bila Senja Tlah Usai" karya...saya sendiri hehehehe) tapi semoga aja nggak. Semoga sebentar lagi aku bakal ninggalin semua kesedihanku tentang you! Yea, you, fuckin' narrowminded loserrrrrrr!!!!! Saya itu percaya lho kalo pakcik Rigky bilang saya terlalu bagus buat anda, cuma ya iniiii... orang2 seumur saya ini kalo mikir masih pake' amigdala, belum pake' cortex jadi ya saya kadang masih nangis2 bombay gitu deeeh...... aah, I get sick of u, soon I'll leave dis shits!

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