If Someone's too Perfect, They're Hiding Something [Dedicated to my BF: M (like that's too hard to figure out)]

So I guess today everybody learned a lesson which I wrote in the title.

Anyway so yesterday M miscalled me around 9 PM. I didn't answer because I was having dinner (don't comment about that). Anyway, it was only like ten minutes after that -- nope -- five minutes that I called her back. I called her for like eight times but the line kept being busy. So I give it a couple of minutes (okay, it was half an hour) when I called her back. The line came through, but she didn't pick it up. I was worried. Like, really, seriously, no kidding. I mean, she practically is living in a city that she's not so familiar with (well, me too but I'm with my family which kinda not the point here) and I was so afraid she got robbed or something, you know...

So, the following morning, I texted her. I figured I shan't call her because, you know, she might be having her class. She didn't reply. I figured she might not have any credit. Then, after class ended, my class, I called her again. She didn't pick up, again. I was really worried.

But when I got home, I checked my Line and she lined (?) me.

She broke up with her boyfriend. I think they've been going out for a month (maybe less, I don't know, I don't keep track). Turns out her boyfriend-- I mean EX boyfriend --is a jack-ass.
You know, I've always known he seems too perfect. Well, first of all, he's handsome (I never saw him before but that's how my bf said so I'm just going to believe it then), and he reads (which is why I said I approved) and I guess that's all ._.

Anyyyyywayyyyy, I guess what I'm trying to point out in this post is that you really can't know someone too well. And if they seem too good, too nice, too handsome, too pretty, too perfect -- I bet you they're hiding something. Hey, just like him. You know what he's hiding? That he's a JERK-AND-A-HUGE-JACKASS-THAT-I-WANT-TO-KILL-AND-I-CURSED-HIM-:-HE-IS-GOING-TO-BE-BALD-BEFORE-THIRTY-WITH-NO-KIDS-AND-SO-POOR-THAT-HE-LIVES-IN-THE-TRASHBIN.

Okay, so most of my friends know that I've been following this television series called How I Met Your Mother, and most people know that it's going to end soon. That is why I think I'm ready for a new commitment which is watching and older television series called Friends (it's going somewhere, stay with me). And I really love the movie (of course) but, um, I really fell in love with the opening song. It's a really great song which I want to dedicated it to my bf, M.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year, but

(I know the job part is not kinda fit our life, yet. but the broke and (well, mostly my love life) being a DOA kinda fit pretty much, but the chorus is what I really want to dedicate)

I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you 
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)

Okay now I really need to get back to my... stuffs (not watching television series.......hopefully)

Some Honesty

This is my first post in 2014. The second day of March. And the third Month of 2014.

So let's have this post filled with truth and frankness.

My new friends suck. Okay, maybe that's too mean. What I'm trying to say is that I don't find myself comfortable with them. Not even for a second.

They don't trust their friends, they can't keep their promises, they're hypocrite and most of all, their sense of humour sucks big time.

I tell mean jokes to my best friends, and even if I did, I know where the boundaries are. I don't fu*king make fun of something personal.

Let me just tell you what happened. I am a freaking huge fan of Keane, and they freaking know it. But when I was scribbling this lyric from Keane, a 'friend' asked me "Keane isn't dead yet?" and i fucking can't understand what does she mean by asking that.

Did she find it hilarious? did she think it wasn't such a big deal? did she fucking think at all?

i did said it's nothing when she apologised about it, but ever since that second, i know damn well that i can't be friends with her.

if i force it, i will definitely explode like a fcking Sinabung Mountain that just erupted.

i just can't understand why.

people keep saying to me that i shouldn't be such unsocialised, i shouldn't be so introverted. but please tell me that once people start having common sense again.

tell me to socialise again once people don't just think for themselves.

tell me to socialise again if people could be trusted again.

because i don't need people with no common sense.

i could compromise their sense of music. i could compromise their lack of decency to show up in time. hell, i could even compromise their arrogance. but please just have a common sense.

the only time i could actually laugh in bandung (except when i'm on tumblr) is when i'm with my best friends back in high school. i really don't know what would happen to me if i don't have them here. i could certainly stop believing in people.

i could relate with them about almost everything. and when we can't relate to some things we just laugh it off and forget about it.

these past few weeks i've been seeing ciripah almost every weekend and that's why i realise i can't take any more than this with my so-called friends.

i could definitely still talk with them but that's all i could give, dude.

i would still be nice. because me being nice means i don't want to get any closer with you. if i want to be close with you i would speak to you in sarcastic language and tell mean jokes.

my friend said maybe i just haven't found the people that i could relate too. maybe i'm not trying hard enough to find people like my best friends. but honestly,

i don't know if i'm not looking close enough or am i looking too far.