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Wawan

Most of you already know him, rite? My little brother. Nama panjangnya kereen Thomas Aquinas Brian Kurniawan. Panggilannya Wawan. Bentar lagi dia mau ultah 25. Weh, adikku dah tua :p - Kalau adikku dah tua, gimana kakaknya ya? Since it's almost his birthday, my cousin plan to buy him a birthday cake. Jadi tersentuh deh, aku bukan kakak yang baik ya, cuek bener sama adik sendiri.

Selain tampang kami yang kata banyak orang mirip, he is soooo different from me. Yang paling aku kagumi dari Wawan adalah musical n social talent nya, yang sangat lebih bagus dari aku. Adikku punya suara yang merdu, dan saking senengnya nyanyi, nggak cuma mandi, lagi nongkrong di wc pun dia nyanyi ... hehehe ... Cita-citanya jadi penyanyi band. Sejak SMA dah nyobain beberapa kali rekaman, sayangnya gak pernah berhasil :p Itulah mengapa dulu dia suka sirik sama personel2 Sheila On 7, yang notabenenya ada yang teman SMA nya, sebagian lagi teman satu kompleks dulu waktu masih kecil dulu ... hahaha *emang dasar nasibnya beda :p* Enak juga punya adek yang hobi nyanyi, rumah nggak pernah sepi, selalu ada nyanyian. Kadang brisik juga seeh, jebar-jebur di kamar mandi, ngabisin air satu bak sambil nyanyi :)

Terus, gak kayak kakaknya yang preman n suka ngelayap, adikku ini cowok rumahan booo. Saking rumahannya, aku suka gregetan sendiri. Males banget diajakin ke luar rumah. Maunya tidurrr melulu. Sampai2 beberapa temenku bilang, sifat ku n wawan tuh harusnya dituker. Dia yang cowok harusnya lebih preman, tough, dan aku lebih rumahan, manis, n penurut :p Emang jadi cewek harus manis n penurut? So what gitu lho :p ... hahaha. Tapi mungkin karena dia lebih rumahan, lebih gak neko-neko, maka dia lebih sukses pula dalam soal cinta huehehehe. Dia dan Nita, pacarnya, dah cukup lama berpacaran, 3 tahun lebih kali. N mereka ayem tentrem gitu. Look at me :p, always jomblo, kalau ada yang dekat pun gak pernah bertahan lama ... To tell u the truth, aku suka iri ngelihat kondisi ini. Tapi apa mau dikata, life must go on, rite :) ?

Hmm, jadi apa tujuanku bikin posting ini? Hmmm, nothing. Cuma pengen cerita aja. I love my brother so much, eventhough kalau ngumpul sering perang :p He is my only brother. Hehehe ...

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