i like.

okay. i think im spamming.
but im updating both sides.
see, im guai.
i should stop updating on behalf of dhika...
cos it's his blog!!!
why am i updating it? :/

anw, just a short one tday.
and i shall leave with a quote.

"i want a tasty one."

yes yes.
i want one too.

okayy. sry, wrong mood, ambience and place for this. :x

picturessss ;p

here's some pics frm tday.
muahahaha.
one of them's my fav... guess which?


^my fringe is so long, i had to pin it up. prettyyy?

^or should i pin it up this way?? ooh?

^yepp. this one's e best. haha.

^(: (: (:

^my calculator in the making...

yayyy. more to come. :D

i like.

i like to look at u too.
haha.

my name is dhika.
i love mugging.
that's why i love today.
cos i mugged.
but i think that today's mugging session was vry unproductive.
and i dont understand why. (neither do i).
i was forced to eat smth with durian inside.
and i ate TWO sweets after tt.
ha.
"i want sweet."
hurr hurr.
and i went to get a haircut too!
i kept saying it's short and i couldnt help but to keep looking at any of my reflections possible to check how short it is.
but i like.
haha.
all e better to bite u.
and then, the big bad wolf got out of his grandma costume and chased lil red riding hood arnd e cottage.

i think love is sweet.
i think love is bitter.
i think it's bittersweet.
but who am i?
ha.
i am dhika.
;p

to be exact, i am handhika.
:D

loves.
xoxo

louis.

tmrw is hours away.
and i cant wait.

im dhika here again.
im at pa camp right now, so i dont have much time to come here and type these nonsense.
oh, and one more thing:
i like being a ghost. i think the red dye looks pretty on me.
;p

okiii. enough of nonsense. gtg soon.

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NAME OF THE DAY.
name of the day, name of the day
name of the day, name of the day
name of the day, name of the day
name of the day, name of the day
name of the day, name of the day
name of the day, name of the day
LOUIS.
used in a sentence like:
may i know where the loo is(LOUIS) ?

i hope i cant wait for tmrw too. (;

thirtyone days

happy one month! :D

my name is handhika wiguna jahja.

im going for pa camp soon.

i type and type and type the training manual till my fingers drop.

my birthday was last monday.
i miss last monday... ):

i played game today until i missed my dinner.

and last night, i forgot what i did till i forgot to take my laundary.
i was one hour late!!!
and while i walked down the stairs, i kept saying, "stupid stupid stupid!"
i think i'm vry cute.
haha. no. 'i' think u're vry cute...

i'm typing so much nonsense, im losing track of what im saying.
and now that the real 'i' have to put down e phone, 'i' am vry sad.
):
nvm. 'i' shall try again later. ;p

gaze into those eyes,
look at how time flies
whenever im with u.
mann, this couldnt be true.

it's just too beautiful,
believe or not, u're in my school.
our story a long way back,
c'mon, leave a mark, leave a peck.

and now i stand with you,
i'm starting all anew.
lead me somewhere, lead me to our home,
to our place, where it's just us alone.

sweets,
happy one month! (:

darn. i just put down e phone and im missing ur voice.
and eeks. i think i've just revealed my identity.
oh yes, im dhika. :D
the d to the h to the i-k-a,
yepp yepp!
my name is dhika. ;p

im sorry if my crap terrorised everyone.
i think im just living in my own world of gibberish.
im getting lovesick. :x

i'd be missing u these 4 days );
but nvm, i have ur tees and jacket! oh yeahhhh.
took wrongly right? heah heah heah... ^^

WARNING:
THE STORY BELOW IS A FICTION, ANY RELATION OR SIMILARITIES TO ANY LIVING OR DEAD PERSON IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL (:

Once upon a time there was a boy, an ordinary boy. He led an ordinary life with not many friends, but some close friends. He didn’t stand out among the crowd in any way, and he hasn’t been trying to. He was happy with the way he was.

One day, the boy saw a girl, a year younger than he was. She caught his attention. She was pretty, confident, outspoken, kind and attractive. Everybody seemed to like her. As it turns out, he found out that she was popular, everybody knew her and everybody liked her. She was out of his league.

Not long after that, the girl joined a school club that the boy was in. “O, what a coincidence.” He thought. He knew perfectly well that even they were in the same club, she wouldn’t notice him.

Day after day, practices after practices. Sometimes, he just wanted to take a look at her. He loved to see her when she was singing, when she was smiling and laughing. He was interested in her. He knew she was different than any other girl that caught his attention.

So, at the very least, he tried to be a good senior for her. He tried to be a friend. He found out that she was very friendly to him. She liked to joke around and talk nonsense with him. It was very nice to be with her, as a friend, as a senior, he thought.

They got closer, but not very close. Just as an acquaintance. On day to day basis, he still tried to catch a glimpse of her. Just to say ‘hi’, or even just to smile at each other. He was happy enough to be able to do that. He was really happy to be her friend.

He loved to see her around, anytime he had a chance he would try to look for her. He loved to hear the songs she played on his mp3. If she had a concert, he would love to go and see her sing. If she had a performance, he would love to go and see her playing her guitar. He just loved to see her around. Ironically, never he thought of being more than a friend of her. He knew she was too good for him.

Days passed, he graduated from the school. “Just move on with life, he thought.”

After he moved to another school, he didn’t stay in contact with her anymore. He only saw her once and that was when he attended the former school’s concert as an alumni. The only time he ever talked to her again was through msn and it was just, ‘hi’ and ‘bye’.

And so as he thought, he moved on with his life. He had a new school, new friends and new self. He gradually changed, physically, and non-physically. He became more confident, more spoken up and more friendly. He had new close friends, girl friends, eye candies, new lover, and stuffs. Never had he thought that he will see her again.

On one ‘lucky’ day, suddenly he saw her again. She was crashing his school with her friends. He was shocked and found himself unable to say anything. Maybe he was too shocked, too nervous? Who knew? One thing is sure, he was happy to see her again. They exchanged a few sentences and bid each other goodbye. Oh, he did try to message her after she left, but she never received the message.

On the start of the following week, he saw her again. This time, he was walking up the stairs and she was waiting on top of it. Again, he was shocked. When he was finally able to ask why she was here, she gave him an answer that he wanted to hear most, although he didn’t realize it. “I’m moving to this school.” Found himself in a state of loss of words, he tried to start a conversation. “You’ve changed”, she said. “You didn’t”. And that was what he said. She was still the same for him.

New school, less old faces, she didn’t know a lot of the people there. Being a senior from the same school, she found it easier to talk to him. He found it easier too, as she wasn’t surrounded by her friends like last time. So, they spent more time together as a senior and junior. He showed her around, accompanied her and found himself getting closer to her. The feeling grows, but this time, it was a different feeling. He wanted to be more than just a friend for her, more than just a senior.

Not long after their reunion, they found themselves looking for each other every time. They found themselves unable to stop messaging each other. They found themselves unable to do things without being together. They found themselves more and more depending on each other. They found themselves falling deeper and deeper for each other.

And so, the story begins. It doesn’t end, for love has no end.