I used to trust people, easily. And they've changed... to a form I've never realized before. It got me twisted though I found it amusing.
Till a heart said, "They didn't changed. They were only revealing who they truly were."
Irony.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Current Joy
I'm having writer's block. Not because I have nothing to say, I've got plenty to tell. This may be not a piece of good writing with one giant idea in it. But, I'm trying, as hard as I can, to get you understood how much I'm overwhelmed by thankfulness.
It may be good to start from questioning the price of curiosity. As far as I know, it's never been this expensive. I was grown up in a telenovela and sinetron era. I was "forced" to watch telenovela at noon and to witness Paramitha Rusadi crying her heart out in a play at night. Never knew the reason, but I often acted as if I was the actress, in a unbelievably-funny-yet-insane-way.
The old insanity seeds curiosity and since my family often mocked me for that, I had always wanted to act in a play. Luckily, I got the chance in my second year on campus. I didn't know how to call this, but for approximately 6 months, I'd never given up on trying the best I could to learn a whole new world, something I'd never completely done before. The worst was I almost sold my soul to desperation. However, when it's time for the curtain to fall, I've never felt, so free...so contented.
I'm not saying that I was doing perfect on my previous 3rd December, I was enjoying myself. Maybe how it's supposed to go with anything in life. We cry as hard as possible and be happy as much as probable. It doesn't matter on the applause, on people's comments, and any other forms of acknowledgement. In the end, we should realize that all hard work and tears are needed only to achieve one thing, to make ourselves complete.
I'm not saying that I was doing perfect on my previous 3rd December, I was enjoying myself. Maybe how it's supposed to go with anything in life. We cry as hard as possible and be happy as much as probable. It doesn't matter on the applause, on people's comments, and any other forms of acknowledgement. In the end, we should realize that all hard work and tears are needed only to achieve one thing, to make ourselves complete.
So, if I summed up, it would be like... "I didn't want to miss the chance to reveal the answer of my curiosity, so I signed up and got accepted, and then.... you know how much I sacrificed? So much that I couldn't help but letting my heart beats faster each time I remember that it's all worth it."
Thank you, A Midsummer Night's Dream. :)
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Monday, November 7, 2011
Coming Back Home
I once lost my belief
that doing the best for people I love gives such additional energy to
walk my days. Then I got shocked to see that though I finally had what I
wanted, it led me nowhere but unthinkable misery.
Now I see that, people are source of such unbelievable amount of positivity. Although some people often throw me into troubles and difficulties, they’re somehow the reason why I’m standing in this very point, the point which I should actually proud of myself for opting life rather than death.
And for the rest, whom I know would stand till the end only to keep me alive, their smiles and happiness mean the world to me.
Good day, people.
Now I see that, people are source of such unbelievable amount of positivity. Although some people often throw me into troubles and difficulties, they’re somehow the reason why I’m standing in this very point, the point which I should actually proud of myself for opting life rather than death.
And for the rest, whom I know would stand till the end only to keep me alive, their smiles and happiness mean the world to me.
Good day, people.
Taken from my tumblr page, which apparently is about to end...soon ;)
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I'd never been this conscious about this point until what happened last night. How could things be so... perishable? Have you ever wondered why your good friends back then in kindergarten or elementary school or whatever you name it are no longer that close to you? Have you ever asked why does time take away some parts of you? It sometimes doesn't replace them with new ones.
Things do end, some in hard way. For any relationships, remember what The Sims teach you, even lovers may turn into acquaintances.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Grrgh
Dear something-on-my-mind-which-keeps-me-sleeping-early,
I hate you. I hate you for letting myself feel tired and not finishing my tasks.
How to make you go.....? I wanna have sleepless nights like others do.
With hatred and curses,
Someone who-sleeps-more-than-6-hours-a-day.
I hate you. I hate you for letting myself feel tired and not finishing my tasks.
How to make you go.....? I wanna have sleepless nights like others do.
With hatred and curses,
Someone who-sleeps-more-than-6-hours-a-day.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Details in the Fabric
Calm down
Deep breaths
And get yourself dressed instead
Of running around
And pulling on your threads
And breaking yourself up
If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm, then brace it
If it's a broken heart, then face it
And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything will be fine
Hang on
Help is on the way
And stay strong
I'm doing everything
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything, everything will be fine
Everything
Are the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?
Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing.
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Everything
Hold your own
And know your name
And go your own way
Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling? (Go your own way)
Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way)
Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?
Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name)
Hell no reason go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault (Go your own way)
Of faulty manufacturing
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will hold
Deep breaths
And get yourself dressed instead
Of running around
And pulling on your threads
And breaking yourself up
If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm, then brace it
If it's a broken heart, then face it
And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything will be fine
Hang on
Help is on the way
And stay strong
I'm doing everything
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything, everything will be fine
Everything
Are the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?
Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing.
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Everything
Hold your own
And know your name
And go your own way
Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling? (Go your own way)
Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way)
Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?
Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name)
Hell no reason go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault (Go your own way)
Of faulty manufacturing
Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will hold
Jason Mraz featuring James Morrison
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