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Writing again, cause I’m happy & grateful…

18 Thursday Feb 2016

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It’s been a long time since I’ve posted something, or maybe not too long if an almost three months doesn’t count as “long enough”. I don’t know why, as usual, I just stop, stuck and scare. Stop hoping, stuck on writing and basically not finishing any sentence that pop out of this brainless head as an idea. And scare of what might happens if I post them – if any of em were actually finished. Cause I wanna tell stories about ungrateful journey that I’d been. I wanna write about few darn idiots that passing by and leave a big whole in my insanely amusing life. How I can’t stop composing notes for that someone I’ve been missing for the past 7 years in my head but failed to write them down so many times. The idea that it will somehow just gonna drag me to an endless bragging state and bring home more negative energy is kinda kills me.

But I’m writing again today! Yes, I’m writing again, not to brag about anything bad or stupid only for the sake of getting my fingers moving, cause I need to type faster with notebook. And I just can’t deal with them since typing in desktop keyboard is the best. I do type on notebook for some little work, but mostly I just use them to watch movie, or listening to some dope music, also Photoshop for my side job. Nothing like typing all day long on them. I hate them, the keyboard is just not comfy. And now I need to type faster or I might get in trouble getting any of my job done. I need to practice typing on a notebook ASAP! Yeah, that’s it!

That’s it?! So, nothing exciting happens?! Oh yes, they are quite a few actually, got a bit of raise, I’m adding circular saw and portable drill to my DIY tools – since I have nothing before. Finally get my clothing hanger from IKEA and throw out my old dresser after ripping the door of for the mirror – yeah I keep just the mirror, turn an old piece of wood I found on the beach near my house into display bench for my shoes and the mirror –  I meant to make it my TV consoles before but it’s good as it is, at least for now. I also got a new niece, her name is Gita. She’s only three months old. Cute chubby lil angel. My nephew also come to town and got a job right away. I bought a smartband, lose about 5kg in two months – still try to cut as much as I can, hehe..

Well, now that I’ve shared some good things that’s happen so far, somehow, I’m not thinking about any consequences or back fire sh*t if I share that ugly stories about the ungrateful journey or any of sh*t I was gonna tell the world anymore. Cause, I’m just not that excited to share such a bad bragging nagging drama thingy anymore. I feel kinda happy and grateful for everything that happens and I hope everyone on this planet feels the same, cause it’s really a damn good feeling… 🙂

See you, dear…

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How are thou?

19 Monday May 2014

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How are thou?
How am I supposed to know?
Never check the scars since the last show
Seems like I’m still in the down low

How are thou?
How do you wanna know?
I might telling lies, are you sure?
Says: I’ve move on long time ago

How are thou?
Shit! How I’m I supposed to know?
I’m with the lovely Pinot Grigio
Let’s spare a bottle, won’t you?

How are thou?
Damn! Just look inside and you’ll know!
For I am an open window
Nothing left to hide from you though…

 

De Agustino
19/05/14 – Batam

 

Through the broken hours

24 Tuesday Sep 2013

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Take a deep breath – I’m lost
Can’t even move – I’m froze
And the simpathy goes
Lies beneath the dying rose

I’m counting my years in leafs
Though wind blows leave me none but bruises
Sink – to the depth of whispers
I try to kiss the eternal bliss

Lie with me – you – the one I cherish
Seems only shades of grey I’ve been foolish
Broke my heart through all your lies
Scars have made for one to last

 

De Agustino
03 September 2013
Office

 

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