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Sunday, September 5, 2010
A Note to You
I'm feeling a bit strange after I watched "He's Just Not That Into You" for the gazillion times at HBO. And it makes me think. I thought about love most of the time. There's something magical about it, how two stranger meet up, they match, and become instantly inseparable just for the reason of... love. Love can connects two different people with different interests, almost with nothing in common. Love makes you think of all the things you never imagined before. Love makes you do something that you hate before, just for the sake of someone else's happiness. It is simply put, magical.
Love is supposed to be easy. It takes two people to fall into one, and then life happily ever after. Well, at least that's what Disney's movies have been telling us all this time. When in real life, it's far more complex than that.
To love is to be able to accept. It's like when you can tolerate me being super oversensitive and not making such a fuss about it. It's when you actually understand that I'm on my PMS and well, when I'm on it, you knew that I've turned into a major drama queen everyone love to hate but yet, you still try to make me smile all day. It's when you still want to hug me, even though I'm being a very bad girlfriend and wasn't supportive at what you did.
You know, I love our little conversation at dinner tonight, what's with the future and etcetera. But then again, it makes me think. I still remember all the years we've spent together, all the fights and dramas, the problems and the ugliness. I don't want to ever through that again, ever. Sure I have had doubts in you, but it was years ago, I was being what I am at that time, a foolish teenager. And you just being what you are, a boy. It's funny how we cannot seem to forget each other or to move on to another person. Trust me, if I had the guts to leave you back then, I so would boy, but I just couldn't. I didn't want to.
To love is to be able to accept. I love you from the moment we texted every day to the days we've spent at our favorite mall, for who you are, your badness and your goodness. I love the way you are, and I wouldn't want to change a thing about you, it just wont be the same again.
I don't know what the future will give us, we all don't have the slightest idea. I just hope that whatever that is, it is something to look forward to.
Love you yang, always.
Love is supposed to be easy. It takes two people to fall into one, and then life happily ever after. Well, at least that's what Disney's movies have been telling us all this time. When in real life, it's far more complex than that.
To love is to be able to accept. It's like when you can tolerate me being super oversensitive and not making such a fuss about it. It's when you actually understand that I'm on my PMS and well, when I'm on it, you knew that I've turned into a major drama queen everyone love to hate but yet, you still try to make me smile all day. It's when you still want to hug me, even though I'm being a very bad girlfriend and wasn't supportive at what you did.
You know, I love our little conversation at dinner tonight, what's with the future and etcetera. But then again, it makes me think. I still remember all the years we've spent together, all the fights and dramas, the problems and the ugliness. I don't want to ever through that again, ever. Sure I have had doubts in you, but it was years ago, I was being what I am at that time, a foolish teenager. And you just being what you are, a boy. It's funny how we cannot seem to forget each other or to move on to another person. Trust me, if I had the guts to leave you back then, I so would boy, but I just couldn't. I didn't want to.
To love is to be able to accept. I love you from the moment we texted every day to the days we've spent at our favorite mall, for who you are, your badness and your goodness. I love the way you are, and I wouldn't want to change a thing about you, it just wont be the same again.
I don't know what the future will give us, we all don't have the slightest idea. I just hope that whatever that is, it is something to look forward to.
Love you yang, always.
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
Repost: Yeah, I’ve Been Curious All Day
August 4, 2008 at 4:17 pm
Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart? I wonder, if she survived the crash and lived? Or she died doing something that she’s proud of, flying? Either way, it’s all a good ending I think. But still, what happened to her?
Whatever happened to Atlantis? I wonder, if it survived and lived, somewhere in another side of the world? Or has it washed away by something unimaginable and became a history no one will ever forget? Either way, it’s all an epic ending I think. But still, what happened to it?
Whatever happened to Dinosaurs? I wonder, if they survived and lived, and died naturally? Or are they really died because of the huge meteorites rain? Either way, it’s all an adventurous ending I think. But still, what happened to them?
Whatever will happened to me? I wonder, if I’m going to survived and lived? Or am I gonna ended up regretting, and still don’t want to let things go? Either way, it’s all a flat ending I think. But still, what will happened to me?
Whatever will happened to us? I wonder, if we’re going to survived and lived? Or are we going through our separate ways, and ended up still indescribable? Either way, it’s all a mixed ending I think. But still, what will happened to us?
Whatever happened to Atlantis? I wonder, if it survived and lived, somewhere in another side of the world? Or has it washed away by something unimaginable and became a history no one will ever forget? Either way, it’s all an epic ending I think. But still, what happened to it?
Whatever happened to Dinosaurs? I wonder, if they survived and lived, and died naturally? Or are they really died because of the huge meteorites rain? Either way, it’s all an adventurous ending I think. But still, what happened to them?
Whatever will happened to me? I wonder, if I’m going to survived and lived? Or am I gonna ended up regretting, and still don’t want to let things go? Either way, it’s all a flat ending I think. But still, what will happened to me?
Whatever will happened to us? I wonder, if we’re going to survived and lived? Or are we going through our separate ways, and ended up still indescribable? Either way, it’s all a mixed ending I think. But still, what will happened to us?
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Menulis dan Saya
(Post ini terinspirasi dari teman saya, Rekha, yang sangat brilian dalam menulis Aku Cerminan Jakarta. Please kindly visit her blog.)
Menulis.
Menulis sudah merupakan kegiatan yang selalu saya lakukan dari kecil. Entah itu saat saya sedang bermain menjadi guru lalu membuat semacam pelajaran khayalan dan menulis buku pelajarannya, atau saat saya sedang dalam fase "boyband" di kelas 5 SD, dimana saya membuat majalah "Westlife" dan "Pop n Top" yang berisikan foto-foto, gosip dan berita Westlife, Britney Spears dan N'sync. SMP, saya iseng membuat dan mengirimkan tulisan dan surat pembaca kepada majalah Gadis, dan alhamdulillah pada waktu itu dimuat dan saya diberi honor Rp. 300.000, senang bukan main saya waktu itu. Waktu SMA, lain lagi tulisan saya. Saya ingat betul saat itu setiap hari selalu mengupdate diary saya yang dibuat di Microsoft Word dan saya beri password agar tidak ada yang bisa membacanya selain saya. Lucunya, sekarang saya lupa dengan password itu, jadi saya tidak bisa lagi membaca puluhan lembar diary saya itu. Lalu pernah ada satu fase dimana saya terobsesi kembali dengan novel-novel Enid Blyton dan sedang dalam euforia Harry Potter sehingga saya membuat sebuah novel tentang kehidupan seorang cewek badung dengan keluarganya namun terinspirasi dengan gaya penulisan JK Rowling yang ringan namun penuh dengan imajinasi. Novel tersebut umurnya hanya mencapai 2 chapter saja.
Menulis.
Lalu saya tiba pada fase blogging. Dimana saya menuangkan apapun yang sedang saya rasakan pada waktu itu, baik lirik lagu, kutipan-kutipan dari film dan buku, atau hanya sekedar saya berupaya membuat sebuah karangan yang baik. Saya senang dengan blog saya waktu itu, setiap ketikan dan postingan yang saya buat rasanya saya sangat bersemangat dan yah, berbobot. Namun karena satu dan lain hal, blog tersebut saya hentikan. Sekarang, saya punya blog yang ini. Tapi saya merasa ada sesuatu yang hilang, ada yang tidak bernyawa pada blog ini, entah apa itu. Saya merasa kehilangan semangat dan passion dalam menulis, sesuatu yang dulunya begitu antusias saya kerjakan.
Menulis.
Membuat sebuah buku merupakan sesuatu yang dulunya saya impikan, namun sekarang rasanya semakin jauh saya dapatkan. Saya kangen dengan masa-masa dimana menulis merupakan hal yang mudah bagi saya, sekarang rasanya semakin jauh dari hadapan saya. Saya ingin semangat saya kembali, saya ingin menulis seperti dulu lagi.
Menulis.
Menulis sudah merupakan kegiatan yang selalu saya lakukan dari kecil. Entah itu saat saya sedang bermain menjadi guru lalu membuat semacam pelajaran khayalan dan menulis buku pelajarannya, atau saat saya sedang dalam fase "boyband" di kelas 5 SD, dimana saya membuat majalah "Westlife" dan "Pop n Top" yang berisikan foto-foto, gosip dan berita Westlife, Britney Spears dan N'sync. SMP, saya iseng membuat dan mengirimkan tulisan dan surat pembaca kepada majalah Gadis, dan alhamdulillah pada waktu itu dimuat dan saya diberi honor Rp. 300.000, senang bukan main saya waktu itu. Waktu SMA, lain lagi tulisan saya. Saya ingat betul saat itu setiap hari selalu mengupdate diary saya yang dibuat di Microsoft Word dan saya beri password agar tidak ada yang bisa membacanya selain saya. Lucunya, sekarang saya lupa dengan password itu, jadi saya tidak bisa lagi membaca puluhan lembar diary saya itu. Lalu pernah ada satu fase dimana saya terobsesi kembali dengan novel-novel Enid Blyton dan sedang dalam euforia Harry Potter sehingga saya membuat sebuah novel tentang kehidupan seorang cewek badung dengan keluarganya namun terinspirasi dengan gaya penulisan JK Rowling yang ringan namun penuh dengan imajinasi. Novel tersebut umurnya hanya mencapai 2 chapter saja.
Menulis.
Lalu saya tiba pada fase blogging. Dimana saya menuangkan apapun yang sedang saya rasakan pada waktu itu, baik lirik lagu, kutipan-kutipan dari film dan buku, atau hanya sekedar saya berupaya membuat sebuah karangan yang baik. Saya senang dengan blog saya waktu itu, setiap ketikan dan postingan yang saya buat rasanya saya sangat bersemangat dan yah, berbobot. Namun karena satu dan lain hal, blog tersebut saya hentikan. Sekarang, saya punya blog yang ini. Tapi saya merasa ada sesuatu yang hilang, ada yang tidak bernyawa pada blog ini, entah apa itu. Saya merasa kehilangan semangat dan passion dalam menulis, sesuatu yang dulunya begitu antusias saya kerjakan.
Menulis.
Membuat sebuah buku merupakan sesuatu yang dulunya saya impikan, namun sekarang rasanya semakin jauh saya dapatkan. Saya kangen dengan masa-masa dimana menulis merupakan hal yang mudah bagi saya, sekarang rasanya semakin jauh dari hadapan saya. Saya ingin semangat saya kembali, saya ingin menulis seperti dulu lagi.
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Thursday, April 29, 2010
Giggles
I have to pick the red one. But only because of a personal reason. Nah, never mind that.
How 'bout you? How are you and how do you feel today?
Long time no blog, tweet, or any (online) social networking interactions lately. I don't do Facebook anymore, boring as hell.
Soooo, what to do now?
How about some fashion update? Sounds good?
Ok then! :D
I'm quite into jackets and outerwear right now, even though it's practically 40 degree Celsius out here in Jakarta. Here's some of them that catch my attention:
Adoring this Shape Shiftr velvet jacket so much, and I love this whole look, not too girly and overdo. Nice.
This Prabal Gurung Topper jacket is somewhat not a jacket, more like an outwear, but I love it. The color is just beautiful. Definitely would love to have it for my presentations.
1 word, gorgeous. Love it love it love it and I wanna have it! Ohh, give me this Tutu Blu cardigan, pleaseee.
I think that's it for this hour. Let me see if I can update it on the next hour. Time for blogwalking!
Until then fellas!
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Style
Monday, April 12, 2010
Overrated
I miss you.
You. Yes, you.
If you think it's you that I'm missing, you're right.
Definitely, it's you.
Why?
Do I have to tell you why?
Do you need to know?
Is it not good enough to know that I miss you?
The fact that I am missing y-o-u.
If it's not good enough, then I think I was wrong,
for missing you.
You. Yes, you.
If you think it's you that I'm missing, you're right.
Definitely, it's you.
Why?
Do I have to tell you why?
Do you need to know?
Is it not good enough to know that I miss you?
The fact that I am missing y-o-u.
If it's not good enough, then I think I was wrong,
for missing you.
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