tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87479505984875422502024-03-13T16:21:08.257+07:00life is (not) easyefkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-89769324532894756532013-06-07T18:14:00.000+07:002013-06-07T18:14:02.636+07:00Oui, Je Sais!<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yes, I Know!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I know I wasn't suppose to post blog while having so many homework to do.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yes, I am panicking but at least this one is nearly finished, so...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">HEY</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I haven't write in this blog for like FOREVER.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And I LOVE writing. I have a new blog, trying to start over and all.. But it turned out to be just an online diary for me, because nobody's reading it--not that there's anything wrong with that :p</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But anyway, here's the link</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">http://definitelyordinary.blogspot.com</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I posted mostly about what I thought, so...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yeah, it's gonna be weird! HAHA</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I started studying French on May 2012. It felt like it was just yesterday!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Currently I'm in waiting for my exam's score.. I'm currently on level A2.2 ongoing to A2.3 :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But I still can't think on my feet when it comes to speaking French :( My listening for it is also kinda poor :p So.... I'll have to practice more..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I contacted Florian today.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He has quit from medicine college, and now studying life and earth science.. How cool is that?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I hope I get to see him again someday, in France. Or in here? Haha</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Even if I were to have my Master Degree in France, it'd be in Nantes, so it's still quite far from Nice, where he lives. He's a very nice person I think :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I still couldn't find Tony :(</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I liked him too back then.. I hope he's okay..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">OH YEAH. JOHN GOT MARRIED.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I told him to invite me, but I guess he forgot -_- or simply don't care :p</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Well, I wished him and Belinda all the luck and love in this world :D</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">God bless them and longlast!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">So, I think I might wanna get back to my homework -_-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Bye now :D</span>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-16666388785521060572010-12-04T10:59:00.000+07:002010-12-04T10:59:28.036+07:00BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So, the whole complaining thing in the posting before was a total waste of space, mind, and probably soul. My friends, correction: my BESTfriends throw me surprises :) The first one was from my campus friends, they tried to make me believe that another friend of mine whose birthday's the same with mine got a surprise, but not me. They let me sat there watching that girl's surprise :p Then we went to Pancious Taman Anggrek and ate there. And after we finished eating, they give me cake and song blah blah.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">After that I go home and wanting to tell my besties about a funny story, but funnily none of them are online. So I text them and none of them replied. Haha. But then as I was playing computer, listening to this exact song that I'm playing at the moment (Olive - You), Silvie and Laura broke into my room and tied me with some sort of towel (yes I know.), and blindfold me with some sort of cloth but I couldn't really figure what that is (and don't really care anyway). Soo, they took on this car ride for about 20 minutes and I can't stop babbling. Haha.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So it turned out really great! Plus, we get to go out at 11.30 P.M! And I got back home at 1 XD</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">:D</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-80208740182189613392010-12-01T22:12:00.003+07:002010-12-01T22:33:51.036+07:0019 Approaches<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hm. So, I guess I'm gonna be 19 this Friday, which is the day after tomorrow. And after 12 years never celebrating my birthday on my actual birth date, this year still no good. Most of my friends couldn't make it.. yeah sure, whatever.<br /><br />NO. I want to be selfish this time! I'm very very very disappointed, to tell you the truth. But I couldn't. Of course I'm sad and all, but I guess I have to understand. But I always sort of want to cry remembering this fact. They knew, of course. But they themselves couldn't do anything about their schedule. It's not something to compromise I guess.<br /><br />My real and honest feeling? I'm sorry but I can't help to not feel this way :(<br />I feel like I should get the chance to celebrate my birthday at my real, actual, authentic birth date. Why couldn't I? Maybe I should go and watch a movie by myself +.+ That's something new.<br /><br />Hff. I thought this year's gonna be different, being in university and all. But no different. I guess this is what I gonna get until I die =.= imagine, in school, my birthday always the first day of the exam, or the day BEFORE the first day of the exam. In university, my birthday is sort of lovely, the last day of studying. I got a few days off after that too. So yeah, I could celebrate with my new mates. But none of my besties. Then in work life. My birthday's probably sweeter because it's very close to the end of November, a.k.a payday. And again, I could probably celebrate it with my work mates, but none of my besties coz they're probably busy working as well. And as I grow older, when I have kids, he/she probably wouldn't have the time to celebrate, because it is after all, the month of exam =.= and it goes on for about 12 years. Hhh.<br /><br />Well. I guess this year I'm gonna, again, celebrate my birthday in--probably--someone else's birth date. These are a very gloomy last days of 18..<br /><br />HEY. you're probably wondering why I'm feeling this way, BUT I CAN'T HELP IT.<br />It's just like how you react to sad movies, or to delicious food, or to great awesome performance, or to cockroach, etc blah blah. It's natural. It's on its own. Again, I can't help it. Sorry, but I can't help it. I'm mad, I'm sad, I'm disappointed, but I can't really be mad at anyone, can I? It's not MY fault, clearly. and it's not THEIR fault, as well. It's just a damn bad luck.<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-83001835306143304812010-11-20T21:23:00.000+07:002010-11-20T21:23:11.362+07:00Ted<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">In many ways I'd see myself as Ted. The person who keeps hoping, waiting, crossing fingers for that one thing. The One. Oops. I guess I jumped a little. Yes, I have been watching How I Met Your Mother. Recently, like one hour ago, I just finished season 5. And I can't wait for the 6th! Gosh.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So anyways, like I said before, I'm like Ted in one or two ways. In some part I do have a couple as my best friends, and I do have my own "gang". What's lacking is probably our own "booth" at "McLaren's" :p But that doesn't stop us from hanging out you know.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Actually I was about to write something I thought important, but now it's gone. I guess it's probably not so important after all. Well, just talk about myself, then. Where were we? Yes, like Ted. No, not the part where he got left at the altar, and probably not the part where he is friends with Robin, his ex. But it is alike when it comes to the best friends part, the gang, the hanging out, the fun, the silly jokes, the hopeless romantic he is. Now, that last part was quite true. He keeps waiting for the right one, for The One. He thought he had found "it", but the so-called-"it" left him at the very moment of his wedding. Now, now. If I see it, it's his own fault. Why would he bring Stella's ex to the wedding? But at that time, it seemed like the right thing to do. But from this mistakes, we know that she's not the one for him. Sure it hurts. Being left for her ex who hasn't propose to her even though their already in a relationship for 8 years and had a 7 year-old daughter together. But it told Ted something, didn't it? Imagine, what if Ted didn't invite Tony to their wedding? Stella would probably with Ted now, but sooner or later, their gonna break up anyway. And it'll cost more damage.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Hm. I do tend do get lost in explaining the movie I love. Sooo, I guess what I've been trying to say is.. I have to be patient. And this Ted character gives me that. Don't ever stop loving. Don't stop searching. And more importantly, don't, seriously, DON'T ever stop hoping. Because when you stop hoping, you stop searching, and when you stop searching, you stop loving. And the cycle goes cruel.</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-16053550019499410602010-11-14T10:00:00.000+07:002010-11-14T10:00:49.622+07:00In Memoriam: Ludy Colias<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">A person's life is like a song. At some point it started, and the next thing you know it ended..</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">How people respond to that "song" is also different from one another.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Why am I telling you this?</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Well. I was on my way to the church, in anger (don't ask). Then my Mom's cell rang. It was my uncle. He told my mom that my sick uncle has just passed away. 9.15 AM.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">He, Ludy Colias, was a fine man. And I'm not just telling this because I have to. He cares about his family, he's kind, wise in his own ways.. Since my mom's parents passed away, he's been like their replacement, in a very good way, of course.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So now I'm writing this, and playing Maroon 5 song titled "Out of Goodbyes" (ft. Lady Antebellum) in dedication for him..</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I never got the chance to visit him while he's still in the hospital.. Last night when Mom and Dad went there, there's an urge to go there with them.. But I was too lazy to do it.. Besides, they went right after some kind of meeting in the church..</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Well, I remember I said this before,</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">"Orang mati didoain supaya diterima di Sorga.. supaya dosanya diampunin semua.. Buat apa coba?"</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I still think like that, but.. it's different now.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I know why.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Because they love that person.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Goodbye, Tuaku.. We'll miss you.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Rest in peace..</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-12398785937010936842010-11-13T22:15:00.000+07:002010-11-13T22:15:04.737+07:00Lots of Things<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So.. lots have happened. Anyways, what happens recently not too much, in a short summary it would be something like this: I missed my first (and probably the only) study tour with my class (DON'T ASK WHY), I got one too many tasks and I'm pretty much frustrated because I can't seem to get it done, something about holiday is bothering me, the subjects at my campus bothering me as well, and the last but definitely not the least, I got the offer to move in to my grandma's house, so I can be closer to my campus.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Yeah from that list, the last seemed to bug me the most. It's true I could move there. I could take my lovely boyfriend (read: my computer) there.. ask them to install internet service, move my whole bed there, my bookshelf, and blah blah. I would wake up less early than I have to, and I DEFINITELY gonna be home sooner than I usually should. It sounded sort of, kinda, almost very nice. But the thing is... it's my grandma! She doesn't know me the way my "family" does. I mean, what should I do if I got home in a very bad mood? I can't just yell at her to back off, or to not interfere, or leave her without saying the truth! and I suppose we all know that I'm not that type of person. Sure I don't like it when unknown people know about me being bad moody and all, but again.. she's not a total stranger to me. I know her, she knows me.. well, a bit. So, it's really confusing. I mean, it's very tempting to live in somewhere closer. And I have a friend who I could ask to go home together too, if i live there. And it's Pasar Baru! It's kinda fun. AND IT'S CLOSE TO MY CHURCH! ha-ha.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Hhh. Not that I don't like or love her. Of course I do, but it's ME who I afraid to disappoint her. What if this real me (or at least the grumpy or the maudlin side of me) turn out to be something she resented? I do have problems to not stop thinking when I know--or suspect--someone's dislike towards me.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">And I'm having a not too great time in campus as well. Life is great +.+</div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-32352464013272341842010-09-25T16:50:00.002+07:002010-09-25T17:00:16.813+07:00At The Movies<div style="text-align: justify;">So, a couple hours ago, I was watching Letters to Juliet, and I fell deeply in love with the movie, the characters, the set, the places, the soundtracks, EVERYTHING! It's soooo romantic! It's a great movie, and it's making me wishing I had a life JUST like that. Exciting, romantic.. But truth be told, life isn't always that exciting and--particularly--romantic. Specially in MY life. Well, sure sometimes there are moments that took my breath away, moments that made my heart skipped a beat, blah blah, but most of the time, my life is kinda dull.. Now, watching that movie made me realize something, the characters in the movie, any kind of movie, don't live their whole life. We watch the best part, that's because it's worth paying for, it's worth talking about, it's worth being watched! If there's a world where the all the people is a movie character, I'm sure their life's not far different from us.<br /><br />For example, Letters to Juliet. It's only when she decided to go to Verona her life gets exciting. Before that? She's just working as a fact checker. So I guess I shouldn't be so down about not having an exciting life. I love this life, it's just I hate it when things got out of my hands, but then again, don't we all?<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-5941980623107993212010-07-25T19:09:00.000+07:002010-07-25T19:09:55.671+07:00Hari Sabtu<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Hari Sabtu kemaren asik banget dah pokoknya. The highlight of my holiday :) Seneng banget deh pokoknya :D Jadi pertama2 kita ke rumah Richard dulu, di sana semua uda dateng kecuali Stanly sama Tepong (figures! wkwk). Terus abis itu, ga berapa lama, si Stanly dateng. Malah maen xbox =.=" Setelah tpong dateng gw nulis kata2 buat si Richard deh di kertas yang bahkan diambil dari buku dia sendiri! HAHA. sama pinjem pen pula! HAHA. Terus berangkat deh kita ke Mulia.. Nyampe jem 11an lebih gitu lah. Terus di sana makan sampe meledak +.+ LOTS OF LAUGH yang jelas :D terus abis makan, kita nongkrong bentar di sana, foto2, ke wc, haha. Setelah itu jalan lagi deh.. Tadinya bingung banget kan mo ke manaa. Tadinya ada usul ke Taman Safari, tapi uda sore.. Padahal gw pengen banget >.< sejak ngeliat fotonya si Octy lagi gendong anak macan putih. Hiks. Aku ingin. Anyways, jadilah kita ke Cibubur. Entah kenapa, gw dan Kaka mengira kita bakal ke rumah Stanly @,@ ternyata itu cuma becandaan doang. zz. Ternyata mau ke Mekarsari! Terus gw bilang deh, Mekarsari tiketnya 18rebu, mobil 15rebu. Jadi pada males gitu. Haha. Jadinya ke rumah Stanly deh! Ternyata Stanly rumahnya religius loh. haha. Terus pada nyobain WCnya Stanly. wkwk. Terus foto2, ga berapa lama, jalan balik ke Ancol, karena uda sore juga. Sampe Ancol sempet liat sunset bareng2 :) foto2 bla bla, terus jalan2 bentar ke Le' Bridge, terus nongkrong bentar, terus si yang punya hari memutuskan kita mau makan malem si GI.. Haha. Pas keluar Ancol kan si koko telpon, gw bilang ini dari Ancol, mau ke GI dulu. Haha. Bingung dia. Ah.. Terus karena GI macet, jadi ke PI deh. Sebenernya sih bisa2 aja, tapi yasudahlah. Terus makan di miitem deh. Karena mahal gw males makan hahaha. minum coklat panas doang, which is not HOT and not CHOCOLATE. Harusnya namanya warm chocolate milk tuhh. Hmm, terus yaaa akhirnya pulang deh.. Itu uda mau jem 10 an tuh. Gw uda harap2 cemas, takut si mami marah lagi kayak yg kmaren itu pergi. Kan perginya sama mereka2 juga. wkwk. Hmm.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Terus sedih juga nih kalo dipikir pikir.. Bentar lagi Richard pergi, terus kita semua mulai kuliah.. terus Stanly.. terus Tpong.. huah.. Sedih juga ya :'( Tapi gw harap sih nanti kalo uda kuliah, kita bisa tetep bareng2.. pas mereka di sana harus tetep kontek2 :) dan kalo ada yang pulang harus ketemuaannnn. haha :')</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-61424469050652938742010-07-06T12:58:00.001+07:002010-07-06T13:05:03.142+07:00Collecting Cousins<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Let me tell you something about my family. It is SO BIG, I barely know some of my cousins. Besides, some of them live afar, anyways. And not to mention the ones that we (my brothers and I) can no longer see because of the divorce they parents had. It's been a dream of mine to know all of my cousins. You know, it's kinda cool to have a big family with everyone having the same surname as you do. Okay, that might not make any sense, but still.. Ah, what am I talking about? The cousins that live near me are also unapproachable. Why? I don't know. Sometimes I just feel like I'm not me when it comes to having conversations with my cousins. They are near, yes, geographically speaking, but inside, it's not that simple.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Yeah sure, some knows me for the way I am, but that's only because we're going to the-almost-same school. Almost means.. well, yes, almost. Others, barely know me at all.. I don't blame anyone for this, really. This is probably for the best anyway. But I still want to know them when I get the chance. You know, just to let them know I exist. Besides, it's kinda strange. Think about it. If I ended up in BINUS, I would be going to the same university with my cousin (from Mom's side), which, truthfully, I've never met, even ONCE in my whole 18+ years. So, imagine how AWKWARD it would be. And funny.. wait, actually no, it's rather e<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">mbarrassing, if I know that he IS my cousin, while he doesn't. How does this happen? Isn't family suppose to, AT LEAST, know each other? It's just weird. And to think about it, maybe I am weirder because I only think about this recently. After I collect my cousins on Facebook, honestly.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Most of them (the ones I've never met) are my friends--on Facebook--now. But I still got three missing cousins. From the same family. Hm. I sure hope one day I could finally meet them and know them. It's still cool to have a doctor-to-be as a cousin :) Not that I'm saying the other two wouldn't be a great addition to the whole family. I could only wonder when that day would finally come..</span></span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-54889286513687681902010-07-03T01:06:00.003+07:002010-07-03T01:13:33.638+07:00No Point, Really..<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've been doing nothing these days :/ nothing to do, nothing to watch, nothing to play.. and figures, nothing to write. Nothing to write is simply because I have nothing to do. And apparently, when I do have something to do, afterward, I'm just gonna be too tired to write it. Like last week, I went to Ocean Park (NOT the one in HK, it's in BSDCity, still around Jakarta) and I haven't write anything. Not even in my diary. Phew. Now I'm listening to Maroon 5's newest song titled Misery :) I love Adam Levine :)</span><br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-11251281663227993122010-06-26T11:44:00.003+07:002010-06-26T11:52:11.595+07:00Bingung<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Yahhh. Lusa Cip uda ke Bogor :(<br />Agak sedih juga sihh. Berarti liburan ini udah dong, ga bisa ketemu Cip lagi unless dia pulang ato kita yang nyamperin diaa. Huff :(<br />Tapi ini mengingatkan gw.. Sebentar lagi (ga bentar2 amat sih, sebulanan lebih lah) semuanya bakal begini.. Mulai kuliah.. Mulai sibuk.. HUAH.<br />Jadi belom pengen kuliah lagiii. Banyak keraguan tersendiri.. Ragu bisa survive ga gw di situ.. Ragu apa bener gw mesti masuk DKV? Ragu, gimana kalo ternyata gw ga suka? Ga bisa? HUAH.<br />@.@<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-78531437566975572652010-06-10T18:11:00.000+07:002010-06-10T18:11:57.097+07:00Sakit Jiwa<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Kenapa ya blakangan ini gw sangat sangat mudah marah? Bener2 gampang banget naek darah. So, you might want to be careful with me. I bite. Haha. Ah. Gw bingung, apakah emang orang2 sekitar gw yang mulai berubah jadi menyebalkan semua? Ato gw yang berubah dan tiba2 ga bisa ngeladenin kebrengsekan mereka? Ah. Dan gw muak. Gw muak jadi orang yang ramah. Gw kesel sama semua orang. Setiap saat pengen bunuh orang, setiap saat pengen goreng orang idup2. Dan sayangnya ga banyak orang yang bisa bikin gw melupakan kekesalan gw ini. Unfortunate to say, but even my friends and family couldn't make this go away. Uda gtu dari kemaren ada orang dari les FUTURE telpon terus. Uda gw bilang kaga masih batu. Hari ini dengan suara bete gw langsung bilang ga mau. Dan dia kyknya ngerti klo gw uda bete banget ditanya tanya terus. Mana sebelom ditelpon gw disms pula. DIE. BINUS ga beda jauh. Terus2an sms tentang BINUSquare ato apalah itu. Eneg tau ga sih. CAPEK. Apaan sih sms mulu? KNAPA? gw uda jelas2 ga bakal masuk BINUS knapa tetep di sms?? Buang2 pulsa tau ga. Grr.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Uda gitu dari kmaren bonyok gw ngajakin ke puncak. Tapi abis2annya ga pernah jadi. Terus kemaren bilang kalo jumat ga bisa, eh barusan bilang jumat bisa. Maunya apa sih? Ini smua bikin pala gw mo meledak. Oke, teserah kalo menurut lu ini hal2 yang simpel. Tapi ini bener2 bikin gw kesel dan rasanya pengen bunuh orang. SATU aja. Gr.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Selain itu lagi. Masalah baru timbul. Gw jadi makin ga yakin mo masuk DKV. Gw jadi merasa... salah. Apa bener gw seharusnya masuk DKV?? Gambar ga bisa. Kerjaan ga pernah rapi. Kreativitas juga biasa2 aja. Nah loh. Ga salah tuh? AAAAA. PUSING. pengen tereak, dimarahin ntar. pengen nangis, ga jelas juga apa yang harus gw tangisin??? pengen cerita ke orang, tampaknya semua orang juga lagi sibuk sama keadaannya sendiri. Masa gw tega nambahin beban sama mereka? Jadi emosi itu kayaknya sih ngumpul semua dan berubah jadi marah2 terus. Gw bener2 pengen pergi yang jauh. Ke pantai di suatu tempat yang terpencil... Menjauh dari semua hal yang bisa bikin gw marah.. Menjauh dari semua sampe otak gw beres.. Tau ga, gw sampe mengira jangan2 gw mengidap penyakit mental =.="</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-3294146153781685142010-06-07T19:57:00.004+07:002010-06-07T20:08:45.528+07:00OPERASI JANTUNG GRATIS DI BULAN JULI 2010!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Barusan sms ini baru aja masuk ke hp gw.. dari mandy :)<br /><br />"Operasi Jantung GRATIS bagi mereka yang kurang mampu!<br />Akan dilaksanakan pada bulan Juli 2010 di Jakarta. Jika rekan-rekan ada yang mengenal pasien dengan penyakit jantung apa pun yang mungkin dapat ditolong, mohon daftarkan data nama, usia, tempat tinggal, dan nomor yang dapat dihubungi ke:<br /><br />iswardi_lingga@yahoo.com<br />atau<br />021-71031414<br />from Loly<br />Harap disebarluaskan juga. Terima kasih!"<br /><br />gw gatau sih ini bener apa gak.. tapi bner ga bener, worth to try juga kan?? cobain ajaa :))</div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-59109769763350287672010-06-07T09:58:00.002+07:002010-06-07T10:16:34.157+07:00SMP<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ahh. Melihat adik gw yang masih SMP kadang mengingatkan gw tentang masa-masa SMP gw. Waktu kelas satu, kelas dua, terus kelas tiga.. Gw inget banget, mat gw awalnya masih bagus. Masih sempet dapet nilai 8 koma berapa lah itu. Lalu setelah itu, ga pernah ada lagi angka 8 di daftar nilai ulangan untuk mata pelajaran mat. Haha. Guru-guru mat gw dari kelas satu sampe kelas tiga adalah Pak Anton, Pak Paidi, sama Pak Tazudin. Dua dari antara guru mat gw itu juga adalah wali kelas gw, yaitu Pak Anton sama Pak Taz.<br /><br />Gw inget banget waktu itu Pak Anton pas hari terakhir dia ngajar di kelas 7E, dia ngajak kita ngobrol, terus doa.. Sampe nangis segala.. oh my. Gw juga hampir nangis sih. Abis ngeliat dia nangis over such simple thing. Kan baru kelas 7 naik ke kelas 8.. Masih ketemu anak-anaknya lagi dong tetep.. Haha. Yah, anyway, dia baik sihh sbagai guru. Uda gtu tulisannya bagus banget. Sampe-sampe pas pertama kali gw kira dia guru BI. Huehuehue.<br /><br />Lalu Pak Paidi. Pak Paidi ga terlalu bikin kangen soalnya di SMA ada kakaknya. Eh, ato adiknya yah. HMM. Ya bgitulah pokoknya. Yang gw inget banget dari pelajarannya Pak Pai itu gw ga pernah belajar. Hehe. Jadi si Pak Pai tuh modelnya yang nerangin plajaran, abis itu beliau duduk dan nyuruh kita ngerjain. Ga diperiksaa. Tapi kalo ada yang ga ngerti silakan tanya. Yaaa, gw sebagai murid yang pemalas, mana mau sih ngerjain? HAHA. Jadi gw main. Jadi ya, tidak heran kalo nilai mat gw pas kelas 8 tuh paling hancur dan sama skali tidak ada kesadaran untuk berubah.<br /><br />Nah, kelas 3 nih. Pak Taz. Beliau juga wali kelas.. Galak sih si Pak Taz. Terus agak pilih kasih dan selalu membandingkan kelas kita dengan kelas akselerasi. Ya, mungkin itu bagian dari motivasi, mungkin dia ga bermaksud yang jahat, tapi dia pernah ngatain gw dan bberapa murid di kelas "calon-calon tidak lulus". Di sisi lain, dia ada sih baiknya. Tapi only kalo lagi lucu doang. Yes, dia memang lucu, tapi kadang2. Haha. Yang paling gw kesel sama si Pak Taz ini, dia tuh sering banget ngasih PR. Terus giliran gw kerjain, dia ga pernah periksa. Serius, ini bukan hiperbola. Tapi giliran gw ga kerjain, dia periksa. Ih beneran cape hati.<br /><br />Satu hal yang pasti dari masa SMP gw. Gw ga perlu tuh yang namanya mikirin masa depan. Mikir SMA mo ke mana aja kaga.. Mikirin mo jadi apa di masa depan.. Masa SMP gw ga pernah belajar.. Main terus. Santai.. Santai baik otak maupun hati, fisik dan mental. Dan kalo ada yang bilang, masa SMA itu adalah masa yang TERindah, yaa. mungkin itu buat dia.. Kalo buat gw, masa SMA indah, tapi lebih indah SMP karena saat itu kita masih kecil. Lebih sedikit hal yang dipikirkan. Lebih sedikit tanggung jawab. Lebih enak lah pokoknya.<br /><br />Sampe sekarang aja gw sering mikir.. Dulu gimana caranya gw naek kelas ya? Haha. Nilai uda amburadul smua gtu.. Haha<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-74642672838988867612010-06-04T00:20:00.002+07:002010-06-04T00:23:28.507+07:00(un)certain<div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;">Malem-malem.. Huah. Tadi gw nonton Private Practice and it was awesome :D i just love the way they mix Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice like that. And by the way that episode ends, I think next week's episode's gonna be another mix :D Anyways, gw nonton bagaimana perasaan Charlotte melihat Cooper being so close to Violet. And it strikes me. Ok, mungkin that's exactly how she feels knowing I'm quite close with her boyfriend, which happens to be my friend. Girls are sometimes, very possessive. Being a girl, I should've known better.</div><div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;">And if there's anything I learned from life, life is a funny thing. So strange, no one could ever explain what's really going on. Some people thought they know everything, but sadly for these people, they don't. They just think they do. And I don't want to be part of these people. I want to be dumb for the rest of my life, so I can learn every single thing all over again. There's no certainty in this world. There's no black and white. Everything is gray everything is uncertain. Even someday the sun gonna rise from the west. Even someday people are gonna fly to the moon as holiday. See my point here? But you know what, this is just part of my thoughts. As I said, nothing is certain. Not even this post..</div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-45255054893034476542010-05-26T21:33:00.002+07:002010-05-26T21:36:21.036+07:00Tenth of May<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">I don't know how to feel anymore.<br />It's all shades of gray.<br />No smile, no tears,<br />just shades of undying faces<br />smiling towards me,<br />telling me that everything's going to be okay,<br />when i know for sure it won't.<br />Because time only moves forward.<br />While I'm here to stay.<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-53396781406448259002010-05-21T22:11:00.002+07:002010-05-21T22:14:41.882+07:00Old Computer's BACK!<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;">So yesterday, my computer is finally back :) but I was out the whole day with my friends, so I'll have to wait to "TOUCH" my computer again until today. So today I woke up super late, I woke up at 11.12 pm, I remember because I usually see the clock right after waking up. Hehe. Long story short, now that my old computer is back on the track, I might have more chance to write more often here. Haha. Who knows, right? :P<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-43965488307320898962010-05-09T15:51:00.003+07:002010-05-09T15:54:41.421+07:00^^v<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sorry to say, I am not going to dwell in this blog too much. I've said this before and I'll say it again :) I don't have time to blog that much anymore.. Besides, I like writing in Facebook Notes better. Hehe. Anyways, I'm also shutting my Chat box :( I still put it on my second blog though, so.. yeah. Haha. Hmm. If you have anything to say about my blog, please just drop your comment in one of my posts :) thanks. Have a blast!<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-85018814286407279942010-05-04T11:51:00.000+07:002010-05-04T11:51:54.632+07:00Waktu<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Gila, pas liat kaget juga gw. Pertama kali gw buat blog ini September 2007! Wahh. Ga nyangka uda hampir 3 tahun yang lalu.. Ckck. Waktu tuh emang cepet banget bergulir yaa. Karena waktu itu sangat menarik, gw mau nulis tentang waktu ah di sini. Waktu.. Banyak perdebatan tentang waktu.. Ada yang bilang waktu itu ga bisa diputar ulang, tapi toh ada juga yang bisa bikin film tentang mesin waktu. Ada yang bilang masa depan itu belom ada, jadi ga percaya yang namanya takdir (termasuk gw) dan instead percaya kalo hidup ini kita yang nentuin. Semua masa depan itu adalah hasil dari apa yang kita kerjakan sekarang.. Terus di luar itu smua ada juga yang bilang waktu itu berjalan bersamaan.. Jadi masa lalu, masa kini, dan masa depan itu berjalan beriringan bersama-sama, jadi diri gw yang menit ini berbeda dengan diri gw di menit berikutnya, dst dst.. Banyak sekali pendapat tentang waktu, karena seperti halnya Bima Sakti, waktu juga bisa dikatakan fenomenal dan misterius.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Waktu dikatakan dapat menyembuhkan luka, sedalam apa pun itu. Waktu dikatakan dapat meredakan amarah, sepanas apa pun itu. Waktu dikatakan dapat merubah segalanya, sekonstan apa pun itu. Banyak yang orang katakan tentang waktu. Dan semuanya saling bertabrakan tanpa awal, arah, dan tujuan akhir yang jelas. Intinya, waktu, seperti isi seluruh kehidupan ini, adalah relatif :) Nah, sekiranya seperti waktu pula, posting yang berjudul waktu ini tidak ada awal, arah, dan tujuan akhir yang jelas. Jadi intinya, cuma pengen ajah :P</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Happy day everyone ^^</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-5850717944166473532010-04-30T19:52:00.000+07:002010-04-30T19:52:00.040+07:00L.O.V.E<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Kalo ngomongin soal cinta, siapa sih yang ga tertarik? Cinta itu sangat kompleks. Siapa saja bisa menjelaskan apa itu cinta, tapi pasti berbeda-beda. Jadi tidak ada kata sepakat mengenai apa itu cinta sebenarnya. Bagi seorang anak SD, cinta mungkin perasaan sayang yang dia terima dari orangtuanya ketika ia dibelai, dikecup, dibelikan sesuatu, bermain bersama, dan lain sebagainya. Bagi seorang anak SMP, cinta mungkin perasaan suka terhadap seseorang yang berlainan jenis dengannya yang mungkin dipicu ketertarikan secara fisik. Nah, sekarang, apa itu cinta untuk anak SMA?</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Katanya sih anak SMA belom gede, tapi uda ga kecil lagi. Maksudnya apa tuh? Ya di tengah2.. Kalo ada air panas, air dingin, dan air hangat, anak SMA tuh bagai air hangat deh pokoknya. Dibilang kalo dalam cinta-cintaan belum serius ya gak.. Tapi serius banget juga gak, abis tetep masih ada kuliah dulu kan? Sebenernya posting ini juga agak rancu. Cuma kepengen nulis aja. Haha.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Kalo dipikir-pikir, jangankan per jenjang (SD, SMP, SMA, dst), per orang aja uda beda. Cinta buat gw.. ga tau juga. Rasa-rasanya mungkin ga pernah jatuh cinta. Maksimal suka sama orang, but then back down secara otomatis. Always like that. That is probably why gw jaraaaang skali cerita ke temen tentang cowok. Contohnya kayak terakhir ini, karena ketauan aja sama Geng Kepo, makanya gw ngaku :P kalo ga ketauan juga gw diem2 aja. HAHAHA. Abis selalu aja. Gw pernah suka sama orang yang disukain sama temen baik gw, but that didn't last long. As soon as gw tau kalo si temen gw itu suka sama dia, gw back down. And strangely enough, it didn't hurt. It's okay. I felt okay. Malah waktu temen gw putus asa, gw sedikit merasa kecewa. Terus sekarang, yang baru ini. Gw suka sama dia, sebenernya mungkin uda cukup lama. Cuma ga terasa karena we barely say hi to each other. Jadi ga bisa bilang suka, paling cuma 'tertarik'. Nah, sekarang sejak uda lumayan deket, gw bisa bilang suka.. Tapi baru aja paling dua hari yang lalu gw memutuskan gw bakal suka sama dia cuma sebagai temen aja. LALU ANEHNYA LAGI, pas dia tadi sms, gw ga merasakan thrill yang kemaren maren sempet gw rasakan. Hm.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Tau lagunya Westlife yang judulnya If I Let You Go? Ada kata "I'm too shy to ask, I'm too proud to lose." dan rasanya itu yang terjadi sama gw. Jadi, mungkin gambaran cinta anak SMA ga bisa dicari di dalam diri gw. Kecuali cinta anak SMA yang ga pernah kesampean :/ haha.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Kalo diinget-inget, si itu yang dulu itu pernah nembak, dan gw jawab ga tau karena gw takut dia ga serius dan jadinya gw yang malu. Dan karena kejadian itu lah dia menjauh. Jadiiiii... Hff.</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-87237198254353364302010-01-11T21:41:00.000+07:002010-01-11T21:41:37.866+07:00Bingung yaa<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Gw bingung loh. Gw punya temen cowok, dia tuh baiiik banget. Dia hampir flawless untuk ukuran seorang temen cowok, tapi sayangnya, nobody's perfect. Dan kekurangan dia ini sangat sangat menyakitkan hati gw sebagai temennya :(<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Dia punya kebiasaan ngelupain temen kalo lagi jadian sama cewek. Yaa, waktu pertama kali sih gw sempet bilang sama dia dan gw terus terang sama dia kalo gw marah karena dia neglect gw sebagai temennya. Padahal kalo lagi sedih ato gimana, curhat selalu ke gw. Kalo online MSN, selalu nyapa gw. Giliran lagi punya cewek? zZ.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Yaaa, bukannya gw mengakui kalo gw jealous ato apa sihh. Gw cuma sebel ajaa. Lu tuh temen bukan sih? Gw inget dari diary gw dulu yang gw baca-baca, ternyata gw pernah nulis tentang dia. Dan saat gw kasi tau ke dia kalo gw sebel sama dia gara-gara itu, dia bilang udah seharusnya temen ngingetin kalo temennya berbuat kesalahan. Ya. Bingung deh gw sekarang kalo dia ngulangin kesalahan yang sama lagi. Many people believe in second chance, but not me. Sorry.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sebelum dia sadar sendiri, mungkin gw akan diem aja. Buat apa gw ingetin lagi? Apalagi gw sama dia itu berlainan kelamin. Ya lu tau sendiri lah konotasi apa yang gw dapetin just because writing this post. Menurut salah satu temen deket gw sih wajar kalo gw merasa begini. Ya emang sih gw kesel. Haha. Yawdalah, namanya juga manusiaa. Mo diapain juga tetep ga perfect.. Gw juga banyak kekurangan sana sini lah. Gw juga bisa apa selaen sebel2 sendiri?? Bingung yaa. Hff.<br />
</div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-26412399578066690802009-12-27T11:17:00.000+07:002009-12-27T11:17:45.054+07:00Almost New Year!<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">It's almost new year and I think it'd be cool to have at least another post before this year ends, so.. here it goes. Haha. Nothing much really. In this blog, though, I prefer to write about him. He has been there in my heart since the first time I saw him. He has a very nice smile, and I guess that's just it. So many people ask me this same question, 'how come', 'why', etc, and I guess that's just it, at the first time, of course. He smiled to my friend, and I couldn't help not to ask my lovely friend who that was. And so on.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">But it's just now that I realized that I may be in love with a shadow. I mean, HELLO? He's definitely not feeling anything towards me. But he is kind enough to want to be my friend, you know. I shared my story with another boy with him once, and he gave me a really really wise answer and support.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">AH! He's in Jakarta now :)<br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">But I don't know until when. Haha. I'm afraid to ask. I don't want to be too interfering you know... Well... December 30th is coming up.. I really can hardly wait until then! It's gonna be so much fun and thrilling! HAHA!<br />
</div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-40393370799989587642009-12-05T12:49:00.001+07:002009-12-05T12:50:27.815+07:00Long Long LONG TIME, indeed<div style="text-align: justify;">It has been a REALLY SERIOUSLY long time since the last time I wrote in. Ckck. Anyway.. Let me inform you that I may not write here everytime I'm online, which is everyday. Hehe. I'm kinda busy these days. And when it's holiday time, maybe I'm gonna get too busy going on vacation. Haha. And to Della, Monica, and Zvonko, sorry friends, but I may not be able to get my award from you guys this time.. I just don't feel like doing it these days. You know, I write more often in Facebook's Notes than in my own blog. Hehe. So, just come by anytime you like :) But it'll probably in Indonesian Language, so.. yeah. Anywayyy, I opened Facebook while waiting for The Dark Is Rising in Star Movies, but then I decided to write things I couldn't write on my notes in Facebook.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was browsing all over Facebook, mine of course, when I finally remembered him. How was he doing and all, then I opened his Facebook. From his photos (I'AM NOT A STALKER!) I know that he's doing fine and getting back here on 24th of December :) Then it crossed my mind. Why did I ever falling for this guy, anyway? I mean, beside the fact that he's extremely cute, fluffy (haha), extremely smart, unexpectedly funny yet very mature and wise, very very caring, a down to earth kinda guy... perfect, if I may. Is those things really the ones that made me fell for him? It was a first-sight thingy too, you know. ARGH. I had my thoughts of asking him to go out with me, just as friends, just to know him better, and to talk to him in person, but I can't. Too shy, I guess. But he is so darn caring! I couldn't help thinking that maybe, just maybe he feels something for me too. I mean, why else would you remember someone's words when that someone didn't even remember telling you that thing? Why else would you care for the mistakes you've made when you tell something to that someone? Why would you want to know your secret admirer? These are all heavy questions. I can't understand any of it, really. But on top of it all, why, WHY, HOW COME I get to like him so much? Is it really just because I think he is prefect? I mean, nobody's perfect, but for someone, somebody is perfect because they can fulfill their imperfectness and makes everything perfect. But really. It IS heavy.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">When he told me he remembered I don't really like to shake hands, I was happy. Truly happy. But still, I don't even remember telling him that. When he explained to me the mistake he made when he answered my question days, or weeks, before, I was happy. So happy you couldn't even imagine what I did. hehe. Smiling stupidly in front of the monitor. Why would you do that? Why would you pay attention to someone whose not even your friend? I'm happy that he cared for me, not in a too much way that I expected it to be, but still, I'm happy, but unless this feeling I have is mutual, would you stop? NO NO. I don't want you to stop, but please just tell me that.... Oh. It just crossed my mind. He's not giving me any excessive attention. Just some little, occasional, needed attention. Okay, problem's solved. I can get back to watching The Dark Is Rising now.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">By the way, for my birthday, 18th birthday, which I find kinda old, no offense anyway, I want to have all 5 books of Percy Jackson and The Olympians, which movie is about to come out next February or so. I love it! I love Percy! :D<br /></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-37062808058652899252009-08-03T18:43:00.000+07:002009-08-03T18:43:42.176+07:00Retorical Questions<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Kalo kamu perempuan atau laki-laki normal yang sering atau pernah bersosialisasi dan pernah atau sedang berumur sekitar 28-30an, pasti pertanyaan ini sudah sering kamu dengar.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Kapan nikah?"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Nah, karena saya sendiri belom pernah umur segitu, gw akan menceritakan apa yang sering didengar oleh orang sebaya gw, yaitu kelas 3 SMA dengan umur berkisar antara 16-18 tahun.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Nanti mau kuliah di mana?"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Mau ambil jurusan apa emangnya?"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Mau kerja jadi apa sih?"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Hah? Ngapain ngambil jurusan itu? Ntar kerjaannya ga ada duit!!"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Kalo mau jurusan itu, jangan di universitas anu. Jelek!"</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">dst dsb dst dsb.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Dari temen, guru, kerabat, sodara sepupu, tante, oom, oma, temen bokap, temen nyokap, tetangga, mantan guru, orang-orang yang ga dikenal, SEMUAAAA nanyain hal yang senada. Yang lebih gila, nyokap ama bokap malah ga pernah nanya. Lucu banget kan? Ckck. Yah, bukannya gw tidak bersyukur atas bokap dan nyokap yang agak "pendiam" soal beginian (baca: kuliah). Hrrmm. Bingung dehhh. Rasanya tiap kali ditanyain gituan mau kabur aja. Ya, biasa sih gw ngejawabinnya begini, "Belom tau.. Hehe." dengan tampang oon + bingung. @.@</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Gila ya. Kalo dipikir-pikir, ini mungkin bisa jadi keputusan terbesar yang harus gw ambil selama 17 tahun 8 bulan 3 hari 18 jam 45 menit sekian detik hidup gw ini. Ini bisa dibilang keputusan yang memengaruhi gimana hidup gw ke depannya. Istilahnya ini kayak gw lagi mau beli penggaris. Kalo gw salah beli, dapet penggaris yang miring, maka miringlah semua garis yang gw bikin nantinya... Tapi kalo gw bener belinya, dapet penggaris yang lurus, maka luruslah semua garis yang gw buat nantinya. Kalo mo gw miring-miringin sih bisa aja kan? Tapi itu kan urusan nanti. Hfff. Rasanya kalo mikirin ini pengen jedotin pala ke tembok keras-keras biar gawsa mikir lagi (baca: bukan bunuh diri).</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Barusan gw tanya sama koko gw yang seharusnya masuk arsitektur UNTAR. Apa sih yang dia pikirkan waktu mutusin bakal masuk arsitektur di UNTAR? Dan jawabannya......</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Ga mikir apa-apa."</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Wow. Is it really that simple? Am I overthink this or what? Apa cuma gw yang kepikiran terus begini? Aiayayy. Pusingnyaaaa. </div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8747950598487542250.post-33676337745393932152009-07-21T17:28:00.000+07:002009-07-21T17:28:47.640+07:00<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><img src="http://alfafriend001.ucoz.com/FLOWERS.jpg" /></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Thanks so much to my dear blogger friend, Zvonko! He's right, let's spread love and NOT hate! =3</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">And the award goes to...</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"> Monsieur Budi</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Abonk</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Mandy</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Velia</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Enjoy and spread the love, you guys!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">=D</span></div>efkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11279268742675978727noreply@blogger.com1