The Broken Wall

This house is under some renovation. It's been quite dusty this week and it has just been worse today; the toilet has been break-opened, to make a larger kitchen. Things are moved away and instead of disliking this, yea, I just love this. An unusual perspective of my house. Okay, enough with this home things. Ouh yea, I've been getting lots of homework lately. It burdens me. If only sunshine's here with me, to help me with these works. Heh. Dying here.. can you come please? =)

My head is playing same song everyday lately, Soma.

F 02

National Robotic Competition, Zone Stage happened on Monday, 7th July. It was all crap. But we did have some fun earlier in that morning, in the hotel's pool. Heh. It was like some sort of vacation for us. Good. We later managed to get the second place in Upper Secondary Open Category. Ah, whatever. Back home that night, few hours ago, actually, I got extremely mad of, err, I don't know what I was mad of. Ouh, what a pointless madness. I just need to talk to Haslina. She cures everything.

People get less. The world's passing by. As time moves, I'm still here, counting stars over my sleepy head.

NXT Program : Mozart

NRC. It gives me reason to skip classes. I didn't attend any class today for I was in that Robotic workplace. Didn't work much though. There's only one of us that really works. And the project, is far from over. Heh. School was quite crowded and no one took attention of anyone, I think. And yea, do remind this. I write what I feel, experience, and what I want. And I don't please anyone.

A fake piano made of Lego.

It's July again.

Mereka yang Tidak Bernama

tangan-tangan itu
seperti tidak punya wajah
menulis karya-karya agung
dalam perspektif mereka sendiri

tangan-tangan itu
membuat fikiran kecilku
tertanya-tanya
"Adakah mereka benar begitu?"
lalu kujejak tangan itu
menggeledah sejarah silam
cuba mentafsir
dan kurasakan mereka
memang benar begitu

lalu
aku cuba mengimitasi
gaya-gaya tangan
yang dicemburui
gaya-gaya fikiran
yang cukup membuatkanku
terpesona sendiri

namun kutahu
aku tidak mampu
untuk menggayakan tangan-tangan itu
aku cuma
seorang peniru.

a d i d a s s l e r
- yang masih bernama.