I forgot how beautiful the morning that I missed everyday. I forgot how fresh the morning and its warm when the sun is up. I forgot to see that a little thing could be the most wonderful thing in this world.
Senin, 30 September 2013
Selasa, 04 Juni 2013
Forgive but Never Forget
Dapat cerita menarik saat les, dari sebuah narrative di lembar kerja siswa. Sebuah cerita tentang seorang temper boy. Cerita berakhir dengan perkataan sang ayah kepada anak tersebut,
"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say 'I'm sorry', the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."
("Kau melakukannya dengan baik anakku, tapi lihatlah lubang di pagar tersebut. Pagar itu tidak akan lagi menjadi sama. Saat kamu mengatakan hal-hal daram kemarahan, mereka meniggalkan bekas luka seperti itu. Kamu bisa menancapkan pisau lalu menariknya begitu saja. Tidak peduli berapa banyak kamu minta maaf. Luka itu masih ada. Luka akibat kata-kata sama buruknya dengan luka fisik.")
Menarik bukan? Itulah kenapa seseorang pernah berkata "I forgive you but never forget (Saya memaafkan kamu tapi tidak pernah melupakannya) karena sebuah luka akan selalu ada disana, berbekas. ^^
"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say 'I'm sorry', the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."
("Kau melakukannya dengan baik anakku, tapi lihatlah lubang di pagar tersebut. Pagar itu tidak akan lagi menjadi sama. Saat kamu mengatakan hal-hal daram kemarahan, mereka meniggalkan bekas luka seperti itu. Kamu bisa menancapkan pisau lalu menariknya begitu saja. Tidak peduli berapa banyak kamu minta maaf. Luka itu masih ada. Luka akibat kata-kata sama buruknya dengan luka fisik.")
Menarik bukan? Itulah kenapa seseorang pernah berkata "I forgive you but never forget (Saya memaafkan kamu tapi tidak pernah melupakannya) karena sebuah luka akan selalu ada disana, berbekas. ^^
Minggu, 19 Mei 2013
A Note for Friends
Hi teman, apa kabar kalian hari ini?
Bagaimana keadaan disana?
Lagi pada sibuk apa?
Maaf belum bisa menyapa kalian setiap hari seperti ini, ada
1 hari, 24 jam, 1440 menit yang kemungkinan dari angka tersebut bahkan tak
kupakai 1 angkapun untuk mengetik satu dua kata kata untuk bertanya kabar pada
kalian.
I’m feeling such a badass, bukan tipikal teman yang baik. Bukankah
kita sudah berteman sejak 7 tahun yang lalu. And I’m feeling that I’m not worth
it for the ‘sahabat’ label.
Bagaimana bisa aku jadi sahabat kalian jika bahkan dalam
tujuh tahun ini aku benar-benar belum mengenal kalian. I know you. But I don’t
know who are you.
Aku seperti menempatkan persahabatan kita pada sebuah kamar
dalam kotak-kotak yang telah kususun rapih dengan label tertentu. Label untuk
kamar kita adalah tawa dan kesenangan. Itulah kenapa aku tidak mengerti sisi
lain dari hidup kalian karena yang kulihat dan kudengar adalah gelak tawa riuh
dari candaan dan segala macam kesenangan yang telah kita bagi.
Salahku juga memang karena mungkin label untuk yang lain
telah kutempelkan pada kamar-kamar lain yang diisi orang lain atau bahkan kamar
itu tak pernah kubiarkan terbuka, sehingga tak pernah ada yang tau kalau label
itu ternyata ada.
Dan yang terburuk mungkin aku terlalu menutup mata.
Dimana aku ketika kalian mungkin ingin berkeluh kesah? Dimana
aku ketika mungkin kalian hanya membutuhkan sandaran bahu ketika ingin
menangis? Dimana aku ketika mungkin kalian hanya membutuhkan sesorang untuk
mendengarkan tentang mimpi konyol, ataupun besar yang kalian miliki? Seorang teman
yang tidak akan menertawakan, dan tidak menjudge tentang kesalahan yang telah
diperbuat, tapi seorang teman yang akan tersenyum dan memberikan tangannya
sambil berkata, “Tidak apa-apa. Everything’s gonna be well.”
And I’m feeling such terrible that I can’t do all those
things to you.
What is the definition about the friendship itself? I’ll say
laugh and having fun, or I don’t know. It seems wrong in anyway.
Forgive me that I’m a fool to know nothing about friendship.
But if you are feeling comfortable with the label in the
room I’ve made, and all those things we’ve been trough, I’m glad.
Hari ini berasa moody
Keadaan disini panas banget
Aku lagi sibuk skripsi. Lol
Rabu, 15 Mei 2013
Date a boy who travels
One article that make me smile, and perhaps you!
Thanks to Lainnes.
Date a boy who travels, by lainnnes.
Date a boy who treasures experience over toys, a hand-woven bracelet over a Rolex. Date the boy who scoffs when he hears the words, “vacation”, “all-inclusive”, or “resort”. Date a boy who travels because he’s not blinded by a single goal but enlivened by many.
You might find him in an airport or at a book store browsing the travel guides – although he “only uses them for reference.”
You’ll know it’s him because when you peek at his computer screen, his background will be a scenic splendor of rolling hills, mountains, or prayer flags. His Facebook friend count will be over-the-roof, and his wall will be plastered with the broken English ‘miss-you’ of friends he met along the way. When he travels, he makes lifelong friends in an hour. And although contact with these friends is sporadic and may be far-between, his bonds are unmessable and if he wanted, he could couch surf the world… again.
Buy him a beer. Once a traveller gets home, people rarely listen to their stories. So listen to him. Allow him to paint a picture that brings you into his world. He might talk fast and miss small details because he’s so excited to be heard. Bask in his enthusiasm. Want it for yourself.
He’ll squeak like an excited toddler when his latest issue of National Geographic arrives in the mail. Then he’ll grow quiet, engrossed, until he finishes his analysis of every photo, every adventure. In his mind, he’ll insert himself in these pictures. He’ll pass the issue on to you and grill you about your dreams and competitively ask about the craziest thing you’ve ever done. Tell him. And know that he’ll probably win. And if by chance you win, know that his next lot in life will be to out do you. But then he’ll say, “Maybe we can do it together.”
Date the boy who talks of distant places and whose hands have explored the stone relics of ancient civilizations and whose mind has imagined those hands carving, chiseling, painting the wonders of the world. And when he talks, it’s as if he’s reliving it with you. You can almost hear his heart racing. You can almost feel the adrenaline ramped up by the moment. You feel it passing through his synapsis, a feast to his eyes entering through those tiny oracles of experience that we call pupils, digesting rapidly through his veins, manifesting into his nervous system, transforming and altering his worldview like a reverse trauma and finally passing, but forever changing the colors of his sight. (Unless he’s Karl Pilkington.) You will want this too.
Date a boy who’s lived out of a backpack because he lives happily with less. A boy who’s travelled has seen poverty and dined with those who live in small shanty’s with no running water, and yet welcome strangers with greater hospitality than the rich. And because he’s seen this, he’s seen how a life without luxury can mean a life fueled by relationships and family, rather than a life that fuels fancy cars and ego. He’s experienced different ways of being, respects alternative religions and he looks at the world with the eyes of a five-year-old, curious and hungry. Your dad will be happy too because he’s good with money and knows how to budget.
This boy relishes home; the comfort of a duvet, the safety stirred in a mom-cooked meal, the easy conversation of childhood friends, and the immaculate glory of the flush-toilet. Although fiercely independent, he has had time to reflect on himself and his relationships. Despite his wanderlust, he knows and appreciates his ties to home. He has had a chance to miss and be missed. Because of this, he also knows a thing or two about goodbyes. He knows the overwhelming uncertainty of leaving the comforts of home, the indefinite see-you-laters at the departure gates, and yet he fearlessly goes into the unknown because he knows the feeling of return. And that the I’ve-missed-you-hug is the best type of hug in the whole world. He also knows that goodbyes are just prolonged see-you-laters and that ‘hello’ is only as far away as the nearest internet cafe.
Don’t hold onto this boy. Let this boy go and go with him. If you haven’t travelled, he will open your eyes to a world beyond the news and popular perception. He will open your dreams to possibility and reality. He will calm your nerves when you’re about to miss a flight or when your rental blows a flat, because he knows the journey is the adventure. He will make light of the unsavory noises you make when you – and you will – get food poisoning. He will make you laugh through the discomfort all while dabbing your forehead with a cold cloth and nursing you with bottled water. He will make you feel like you’re home.
When you see something beautiful, he will hold your hand in silence, in awh the history of where his feet stand, and the fact that you’re with him.
He will live in every moment with you, because this is how he lives his life. He understands that happiness is no more than a string of moments that displace neutrality, and he is determined to tie as many of these strings together as he can. He also understands your need to live for yourself and that you have a bucketlist of your own. Understand his. Understand that your goals may at some points differ, but that independence is the cornerstone of a healthy relationship when it’s mutually respected. You may lose him for a bit, but he will always come home bearing a new story and a souvenir he picked up because it reminded him of you, like it was made for you, and because he missed you. You might be compelled to do the same. Make sure that independence is on your bucketlist, and make sure it’s checked. Independence will keep your relationship fresh and exciting, and when you’re together again it will forge a bond of unbreakable trust.
He’ll propose when you’ve breached your comfort-zone, whether it be a fear like skydiving or swimming with sharks, or sitting next to the smelly person on an overcrowded bus. It won’t be with a diamond ring, but with a token from a native culture or inspired by nature, like the penguin and the pebble.
You will get married somewhere unassumed, surrounded by a select few, in a moment constructed to celebrate venturing into the unknown together again. Marry the boy who’s travelled and together you will make the whole world your home. Your honeymoon will not be forgotten to a buffet dinner and all-you-can-drink beach bars, but will be remembered in the triumphant photographs at the top of Kilimanjaro and memorialized in the rewarding ache of muscles at the end of a long days hike.
When you’re ready, you will have children that have the names of the characters you met on your journeys, the foreign names of people who dug a special place in your heart if only for a few days. Perhaps you will live in another country, and your children will learn of language and customs that open their minds from the very start, leaving no room for prejudice. He will introduce them to the life of Hemingway, the journey of Santiago, and empower them to live even bigger than both of you.
Marry a boy who travels and he’ll teach your children the beauty of a single stone, the history of the Incas and he will instill in them the bravery of possibility. He will explain to them that masking opportunity, there is fear. He will teach them to concur it.
And when you’re old, you’ll sit with your grandchildren pouring over your photo albums and chest of worldly treasures, while they too insert themselves into your photographs, sparked by the beauty of the world and inspired by your life in it.
Find a boy who travels because you deserve a life of adventure and possibility. You deserve to live light and embrace simplicity. You deserve to look at life through the eyes of youth and with your arms wide open. Because this is where you will find joy. And better, you will find joy together. And if you can’t find him, travel. Go. Embrace it. Explore the world for yourself because dreams are the stuff reality is made from.
Thanks to Lainnes.
Date a boy who travels, by lainnnes.
Date a boy who treasures experience over toys, a hand-woven bracelet over a Rolex. Date the boy who scoffs when he hears the words, “vacation”, “all-inclusive”, or “resort”. Date a boy who travels because he’s not blinded by a single goal but enlivened by many.
You might find him in an airport or at a book store browsing the travel guides – although he “only uses them for reference.”
You’ll know it’s him because when you peek at his computer screen, his background will be a scenic splendor of rolling hills, mountains, or prayer flags. His Facebook friend count will be over-the-roof, and his wall will be plastered with the broken English ‘miss-you’ of friends he met along the way. When he travels, he makes lifelong friends in an hour. And although contact with these friends is sporadic and may be far-between, his bonds are unmessable and if he wanted, he could couch surf the world… again.
Buy him a beer. Once a traveller gets home, people rarely listen to their stories. So listen to him. Allow him to paint a picture that brings you into his world. He might talk fast and miss small details because he’s so excited to be heard. Bask in his enthusiasm. Want it for yourself.
He’ll squeak like an excited toddler when his latest issue of National Geographic arrives in the mail. Then he’ll grow quiet, engrossed, until he finishes his analysis of every photo, every adventure. In his mind, he’ll insert himself in these pictures. He’ll pass the issue on to you and grill you about your dreams and competitively ask about the craziest thing you’ve ever done. Tell him. And know that he’ll probably win. And if by chance you win, know that his next lot in life will be to out do you. But then he’ll say, “Maybe we can do it together.”
Date the boy who talks of distant places and whose hands have explored the stone relics of ancient civilizations and whose mind has imagined those hands carving, chiseling, painting the wonders of the world. And when he talks, it’s as if he’s reliving it with you. You can almost hear his heart racing. You can almost feel the adrenaline ramped up by the moment. You feel it passing through his synapsis, a feast to his eyes entering through those tiny oracles of experience that we call pupils, digesting rapidly through his veins, manifesting into his nervous system, transforming and altering his worldview like a reverse trauma and finally passing, but forever changing the colors of his sight. (Unless he’s Karl Pilkington.) You will want this too.
Date a boy who’s lived out of a backpack because he lives happily with less. A boy who’s travelled has seen poverty and dined with those who live in small shanty’s with no running water, and yet welcome strangers with greater hospitality than the rich. And because he’s seen this, he’s seen how a life without luxury can mean a life fueled by relationships and family, rather than a life that fuels fancy cars and ego. He’s experienced different ways of being, respects alternative religions and he looks at the world with the eyes of a five-year-old, curious and hungry. Your dad will be happy too because he’s good with money and knows how to budget.
This boy relishes home; the comfort of a duvet, the safety stirred in a mom-cooked meal, the easy conversation of childhood friends, and the immaculate glory of the flush-toilet. Although fiercely independent, he has had time to reflect on himself and his relationships. Despite his wanderlust, he knows and appreciates his ties to home. He has had a chance to miss and be missed. Because of this, he also knows a thing or two about goodbyes. He knows the overwhelming uncertainty of leaving the comforts of home, the indefinite see-you-laters at the departure gates, and yet he fearlessly goes into the unknown because he knows the feeling of return. And that the I’ve-missed-you-hug is the best type of hug in the whole world. He also knows that goodbyes are just prolonged see-you-laters and that ‘hello’ is only as far away as the nearest internet cafe.
Don’t hold onto this boy. Let this boy go and go with him. If you haven’t travelled, he will open your eyes to a world beyond the news and popular perception. He will open your dreams to possibility and reality. He will calm your nerves when you’re about to miss a flight or when your rental blows a flat, because he knows the journey is the adventure. He will make light of the unsavory noises you make when you – and you will – get food poisoning. He will make you laugh through the discomfort all while dabbing your forehead with a cold cloth and nursing you with bottled water. He will make you feel like you’re home.
When you see something beautiful, he will hold your hand in silence, in awh the history of where his feet stand, and the fact that you’re with him.
He will live in every moment with you, because this is how he lives his life. He understands that happiness is no more than a string of moments that displace neutrality, and he is determined to tie as many of these strings together as he can. He also understands your need to live for yourself and that you have a bucketlist of your own. Understand his. Understand that your goals may at some points differ, but that independence is the cornerstone of a healthy relationship when it’s mutually respected. You may lose him for a bit, but he will always come home bearing a new story and a souvenir he picked up because it reminded him of you, like it was made for you, and because he missed you. You might be compelled to do the same. Make sure that independence is on your bucketlist, and make sure it’s checked. Independence will keep your relationship fresh and exciting, and when you’re together again it will forge a bond of unbreakable trust.
He’ll propose when you’ve breached your comfort-zone, whether it be a fear like skydiving or swimming with sharks, or sitting next to the smelly person on an overcrowded bus. It won’t be with a diamond ring, but with a token from a native culture or inspired by nature, like the penguin and the pebble.
You will get married somewhere unassumed, surrounded by a select few, in a moment constructed to celebrate venturing into the unknown together again. Marry the boy who’s travelled and together you will make the whole world your home. Your honeymoon will not be forgotten to a buffet dinner and all-you-can-drink beach bars, but will be remembered in the triumphant photographs at the top of Kilimanjaro and memorialized in the rewarding ache of muscles at the end of a long days hike.
When you’re ready, you will have children that have the names of the characters you met on your journeys, the foreign names of people who dug a special place in your heart if only for a few days. Perhaps you will live in another country, and your children will learn of language and customs that open their minds from the very start, leaving no room for prejudice. He will introduce them to the life of Hemingway, the journey of Santiago, and empower them to live even bigger than both of you.
Marry a boy who travels and he’ll teach your children the beauty of a single stone, the history of the Incas and he will instill in them the bravery of possibility. He will explain to them that masking opportunity, there is fear. He will teach them to concur it.
And when you’re old, you’ll sit with your grandchildren pouring over your photo albums and chest of worldly treasures, while they too insert themselves into your photographs, sparked by the beauty of the world and inspired by your life in it.
Find a boy who travels because you deserve a life of adventure and possibility. You deserve to live light and embrace simplicity. You deserve to look at life through the eyes of youth and with your arms wide open. Because this is where you will find joy. And better, you will find joy together. And if you can’t find him, travel. Go. Embrace it. Explore the world for yourself because dreams are the stuff reality is made from.
Kamis, 09 Mei 2013
January 5th
Yesterday
I waited for your friends to walk away
So I could say just what I mean
I know we're moving fast
We're running from the past
I'm holding on before it fades away
Could it be that maybe it's our first mistake
And Baby that's alright
It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight
There's a reason why they say that we should give it time
But time is not enough
And that's the reason why
When you're young you fall in love *)
I waited for your friends to walk away
So I could say just what I mean
I know we're moving fast
We're running from the past
I'm holding on before it fades away
Could it be that maybe it's our first mistake
And Baby that's alright
It's crazy how we lost ourselves tonight
There's a reason why they say that we should give it time
But time is not enough
And that's the reason why
When you're young you fall in love *)
Everybody made mistake and so did we. I couldn't belive how much I go far away from you and how much girls I met I'll go back to the first time I stand and open my arm for the same girl I use to love.
You just have to understand that every tears you drop is not worth it. For the same guy you think belong to you. Hell no! second chance just made once and now I won't let it you give him more.
But I'm sorry for the kiss I gave. A kiss that's not only stop your tear but also make you run and tried to deny something we have. Give us time. I know for sure.
*The click five - The reason why
Minggu, 05 Mei 2013
Copy-Paste then Try to Understand
Dear Future boyfriend,
I want you to be my best friend, point blank plain and simple. I wanna be goofy and dorky with you. I wanna be able to tease you and have fun with you. Crack jokes and call you names and do stupid stuff with you. As long as I’m with you and we’re both smiling. We can do whatever but I want that best friend type relationship with you, that’s all. We can tell each other everything and anything and no matter what happens, any fight or argument, we work it out and we continue loving each other. I don’t wanna yell at you and call you names when I’m angry. I’d rather sit down with you and talk about what there is that we need to fix if we wanna be with each other cause that’s what couples do right ? They make sacrifices for each others happiness and for the sake of their love. I will do everything for the time God keeps our relationship going, to keep you happy. Don’t ever want to lose you over some bullshit.
Every girl has their wishes for their each relationship.
Some want to be perfect and some just want it flows like the way it is.
It doesn't mean impossible to have like what someone wrote above.
It's up to you want to bring yours where.
Just make it!
But still you can't force everything like what you want.
Minggu, 24 Maret 2013
Can we?
We
can do this together right? Because I'm dreaming that one day you are
gonna holding my hand in every corner of street, from Sevilla to Africa,
from the dessert to the mountain.
But firstly, just back from the future to the present, to the time we'll meet under the rain or even on the snows, to the time we can share all the romance in the middle of pizza, old songs, and movies.
But firstly, just back from the future to the present, to the time we'll meet under the rain or even on the snows, to the time we can share all the romance in the middle of pizza, old songs, and movies.
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