All american rejects held a concert in indonesia right on ours 64th Independence Day (07.17.09)
and from what i saw on youtube (tentunya) it was freaking awesome.
Tyson gave speech at the end of the concert. and hope that gives those terorist hell.
People of Jakarta, we have something in common. I gotta talk to you about it. We are not afraid. I stand in front of you tonight a person who has refused to fear. Fear is the fuel for the weak. And are we weak? We are the strong few who wield our instruments and songs as ammunition to fight the good fight against the oppressors, the bastards that use bombs and terrorism to kill the innocent.
Tonight is special because we celebrate merdeka! Tonight we celebrate your independence and the earth-shaking power that is freedom! Do you feel alive? Do you feel free? Our freedoms are the only wings we have to fly above the fear, so tonight we soar together and sing our freedom into the sky. We are not afraid!
People advised us after the bombings to reconsider coming to Jakarta. People told us that we should be afraid. But this suggestion only added the backbone to our band to do something bigger than life. We are not afraid!
We played for you tonight not just as a band. Not just as a band, but as the collective voice of Jakarta that screams into the night: FUCK THE TERRORISTS! I hope this gives you hell!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
selamat ulang tahun negara ku!
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Real Chelsea. (not on ESPN)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Dear Mr. President
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
Saturday, July 11, 2009
finally found what i want.
after 19 years not really sure about my answer bout all those fucking questions bout dreams.
i just found mine tonight.
i just watched pink's interviewed on youtube.
and she said this "mmh.. i kinda already did what i said all things i wanna do when i was a little girl, be famous, piss people off"
that is people.
my dream, be strong, famous, success, did my job, have fun, messing around,
piss people off, shut their mouth off, make them eat all those craps.
because i dont take those craps.
and said fuck up you people.
LOL
my little sarcastic to close this day.
good nite.
i just found mine tonight.
i just watched pink's interviewed on youtube.
and she said this "mmh.. i kinda already did what i said all things i wanna do when i was a little girl, be famous, piss people off"
that is people.
my dream, be strong, famous, success, did my job, have fun, messing around,
piss people off, shut their mouth off, make them eat all those craps.
because i dont take those craps.
and said fuck up you people.
LOL
my little sarcastic to close this day.
good nite.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
bingung gue nanggepinnya.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
you are not alone mike.
june 25, 2009
deepest condolences to jackson's family.
Micheal jakson, the legend king of pop died of heart attack at 50 years old.
too bad he ruined half of his life. but he still a legend anyway.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE MIKE.

it would be different if he didnt to that damn plastic surgeries.
he used to be this handsome before. too bad:(
But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone - you are not alone;michael jakson
deepest condolences to jackson's family.
Micheal jakson, the legend king of pop died of heart attack at 50 years old.
too bad he ruined half of his life. but he still a legend anyway.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE MIKE.

it would be different if he didnt to that damn plastic surgeries.
he used to be this handsome before. too bad:(
But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone - you are not alone;michael jakson
Thursday, June 25, 2009
best graduation speech ever.
Today’s the day my life begins.
Today I become a citizen of the world.
Today I become a grown up.
Today I become accountable to someone other than myself and my parents.
Accountable for more than my grades.
Today, I become accountable to the world.
To the future.
To all the possibilities that life has to offer.
Starting today, my job is to show up wide eyed and willing and ready.
For what, I don’t know. For anything. For everything.
To take on life.
To take on love.
To take on the responsibility and possibility.
Today, my friends, our lives begin.
And, I for one can’t wait.







