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Something So Right

You’ve got the cool water When the fever runs high
You’ve got the look of lovelight in your eyes And I was in crazy motion
’til you calmed me down It took a little time But you calmed me down

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know

when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me It’s such an unusual sight
Oh, I can’t, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

They’ve got a wall in China It’s a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
And I’ve got a wall around me That you can’t even see
It took a little time To get next to me

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know
when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me because it’s such an unusual sight
Oh, I swear, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

Some people never say the words “I love you”
It’s not their style to be so bold
Some people never say those words “I love you”
But like a child they’re longing to be told, mm

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know
when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me because it’s such an unusual sight
I swear, I can’t, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

I really like this song. Beside its melancholy and romantic, I like its lyrics too, it really suits me. I am an introvert person, like the one who was told in this song. ” And I’ve got a wall around me that you can’t even see. It took a little time to get next to me”. I only have a few friends or it can be said as not so many. I only open my self to those who are my close friends. And to them too I pour my heart contents.

On the other side, writing can be my escape, my breakout and channel to voice my heart contents. So maybe because of this, I don’t know why suddenly I like to blog. It is a new hobby for me that runs from about a year ago. I did it from big zero last year and still trying how to make good posts.

And like the lyrics in this song too, I feel that my life goes not so smooth for me since I was a kid.  I feel so unlucky. Like any other normal kids, I was an emotional kid too. When my toy was borrowed by my relatives, sometimes I became angry. When I played card with my relatives and I lose, I cried.

It happened at school too. When we assigned to make groups to do a certain work, I usually could not get a group until my teacher insert me to a group.

One funny thing I still remembered about school. I was in  the same school with my older sister. She was only a grade higher than me. When I was not yet schooled in there, my sister  usually went home earlier every Saturday. But when I was schooled there, that rule didn’t applied anymore. Another funny thing I still remembered about school is when my older sister went home earlier than me, I was so angry.

It continues until I become adult. When I bought my own house, from the beginning I doubt that the region where my candidate house laid is  a potential flooded area. After I bought it, I know that it is really a flooded area. So, I have to sell it and seek another house.

And lately it happens with my work too. When a problem solved, another problem  occured. It happens again and again. Sometimes when a problem is still not solved yet, another problem occured. This situation sometimes makes me between desperate and skeptical.

Until one day I tweet this sentence on twitter “Tidak selalu ada jawaban untuk setiap persoalan yang ada di dunia ini, kecuali Tuhan sendiri yang mau dan sudi menjawabnya”. In English, it means “There is not always an answer for every problem in this world, except God himself willing  to answer”.

Sometimes I think that I have to and better to resign from my work and start to begin my own business. So if problem happens, it is my own business. I can solve the problem with all that I can and all my capabilities, and it’s worth in my thought.


L = Lots

O = Of

V = Visitors

E = Enter

my blog.

LOVE my blog 🙂

Just kidding. Here is the original lyrics.

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don’t break it
Love was made for me and you

Happy Valentine to all of you my visitors ! May you find true love on the day of love ! Thank you very much including to you spammers. My suggestion to you is get an openID, maybe by this way your comments will not be considered as  spam by  the Akismet comment spam filter from WordPress.

SPAM who make us safe

What I mean by SPAM is an abbreviation of SATPAM, SATuan PengAManan or Security. In my country, they were hired to make us safe. In contrary with spam in cyberspace.

SPAM in cyberspace usually make us busy for nothing or without purpose. Send many comments in our blog with stereotype sentences.  Or send messages to our email with stereotype fake purpose to send us money in a great sum.

The piper

You surely know this story. It is  about a man or a boy who plays flute to help the people from  rats  attack in a  village.  By walking while playing his flute, all the rats become to  follow him. At the end, he stood on the edge of the abyss and all the rats jumping  into the abyss.

In the blogging world  there was such a technique like that too. I once asked my friend if we want our blogs to become more popular and attract more visitors, we must give comments to other blogs especially that similar to ours. Beside that of course we must publish our posting daily. And of course, we must maintain the quality of our postings and make them  interesting to see and read. Don’t forget about our blogs appearance too.

Especially about comments on other blogs are like our introduction to the blog writer that we leave comment. It looks like that we walk along many blogs to leave comments. By that they know about us. Hopefully they are interested, curious and finally visit our blogs. That’s how, the techniques and off course the logic


Dia adalah teman kerjaku sendiri. Cewek, lebih tua dari saya. Sudah berkeluarga dan keluarganya harmonis. Orangnya ramai dan kalau bicara suka ceplas-ceplos. Tapi orangnya baik hati. Sebetulnya dia sendiri tidak tahu kalau dia secara tidak sengaja menjadi bahan untuk blogku ini, bahkan saya kira dia tidak tahu kalau yang saya ketik dan saya edit di layar LCD itu adalah blog saya sendiri. Maklum dia agak gaptek. Jadi saya malah bisa agak bebas untuk membuka, mengedit dan mengetik serta mengutak-atik blog saya asalkan tidak terlalu menyolok. Berhubung kursi dan meja saya dengan dia bersebelahan. Jadi saya kira apa yang ada di layar LCD akan terlihat oleh dia, kecuali tulisan-tulisan yang agak kecil dan juga dia suka melihat-lihat apa yang ada di layar LCD saya. Jadi  saya harus bisa mengira-ngira apa yang kira-kira menyolok dan terlihat jelas oleh dia ataupun yang tidak menyolok dan tidak terlihat jelas.

Saya menulis tentang dia disini sebagai rasa terimakasih saya, karena omongan-omongannya yang blak-blakan itu bisa menjadi bahan untuk postingan saya walaupun ringan-ringan saja. Beberapa kali omongannya menjadi ide dalam postingan saya. Dimulai dari “Viveri-veri coloso” yang menanyakan fotonya siapa, kemudian di “Penasaran” yang mengatakan tentang kebiasaan saya membuka facebook pada waktu siang. Terus muncul sedikit di “My guardian angel”.  Lalu di “Grafik (saham)ku ?” yang mengira kalau grafik pengunjung blog saya adalah grafik saham.  Kemudian mengomentari foto saya di  “Pengakuan jujur seorang wanita” dan akhirnya berkomentar tentang nama Priajelita di  “Sebuah komentar dari teman atas nama situs ini”.

Terimakasih banyak cece. Besok kalau ada omongan-omongan dan komentar-komentar yang menarik akan saya masukkan lagi diposting saya.

Sebuah komentar dari teman atas nama situs ini

Pada waktu itu saya sedang mengedit posting untuk blog saya di kantor,  seperti biasanya teman cewek yang duduk disebelah saya sedikit-sedikit ikut melihat-lihat tapi  sambil lalu saja.  Diapun bilang begini ” pria kok jelita ? opo wandu ? engko uwong wédhok kan orak payu to “.  Bahasa Indonesianya : pria kok jelita ? apa banci ? nanti wanita kan tidak laku. Sayapun seperti biasanya hanya bisa senyum-senyum sedikit.  Jangan kuatir, non. Kita tidak bermaksud untuk menyaingi wanita sejati. Semua ada tempat dan bagiannya sendiri-sendiri.