Tuesday, February 12, 2013

#throwback


untuk jadi anak teknik gak perlu serius-serius banget kok, gw sama temen-temen gw sering melakukan hal gila malah haha -_- 

Sunday, February 10, 2013

A rubbish dream

semalem gw mimpi, mimpi dia! haha maaf posting kali ini agak nyampah
gw mimpi gw ketemu dia dan kita senyum satu sama lain, gw menghampiri dia, lalu gw pegang pipinya, terus gw senyum, terus gw pergi, dia juga pergi sama temen-temennya, naik mobil, dan... tiba-tiba BBUUUM, meledak :""""""""""""""( ini sad ending. gw lari, ngeliat dia berdarah, lalu ambulance dateng, terus gw pegang pipi dia lagi. kali ini berbeda! soalnya ada darahnya. terus gw nangis sedih gitu, dan WUSSS tamat.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Life of Pi: when a young man hurtled into an epic journey


"I suppose, in the end of life, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say good bye."


Life of Pi, a movie based on a novel by Yann Martel taught me a lot of life live. You know, sometimes life directions you so hard (i try to tell you in a better words). One day you can keep your wheel and another day you lose it. "So, where should i go?"

Trust, believe, God with you. "Even when God seemed to have abondoned me, he was watching. Even when he seemed indifferent to my suffering he was watching. And when I was beyond all hope of saving, he gave me rest. Then, he gave me a sign to continue my journey."

We sometimes looking for where we are standing now? And after that, we will ask, "Where I can stand... tomorrow?" Never looking backwards, because it wont come back. Yah, right! Then, to get that answer, we often go out from our comfort zone.

The journey was began when Pi and his family (also their animals because Pi's father has a zoo in town) moved from India to Canada with a big ship and go sailing like a Colombus (even Colombus went sail to find India, opposite with Pi's family lol, that's funny i think).

Thunderstorm comes at night, Pi go out to see the storm, i think it's weird, while the other normal people prefers to stay in bed when they hear a storm. Pi was happy until a big waves sink everything. He cried because he knew he lost his family. He cried because he couldn't do anything to make his family stay alive. He was wondering if he never went out to see that storm, he is already in heaven with Mom, Dad, and Ravi. He cried until a man push him into a lifeboat, and a zebra suddenly jump over him and already in the same boat with Pi. and... and... the rope is broken. Big wave made that boat far away from the ship. Pi cried it's so unbelievable for him, he saw that ship sink with his parents.

and.. i'm too tired, i'll continue this later. see you

Senior High School


lagi jaman nya waka waka, dan gw sama Reri buat video ini di kelas! ah kangen haha, nari-nari gak jelas. tapi ini nih bisa dibilang SMA broooooo. kalo gak salah, yang megang camera nya si Omy deh haha. enjoy and... thanks for watching ;)

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

victim of expectation and hope


Maybe I’m getting bored with all of these routines, college live and my flat day, I can’t explore more what I really want. If I can choose, I wanna be fashion consultant or something like meeting with business man, fashion icon, or other cool people. Maybe I will be graphic designer or work in high class fashion branded. I wanna be in a huge famous company riding on my own project. If I expect too much, I will hurt too much, am I right?

I hate being stuck with nothing. I should be like this, I should be in there, I should be walking beside them, that should be me holding your hand, that should be me (eh malah nyanyi -_-)

No more jokes Cits -_- ok. My popularity, my happiness, and sense of worth depend to no small extend upon my skill in dealing with people. So people, here is me, a girl who is walking without a goal. BUT, I’m driving desire to learn and vigorous determination to increase my ability to deal with myself for a great aim of life.

Who knows I’m the next president in fashion mode in Milan? Who knows.

Here’s my dream. What’s yours? Tell me your dreams (make it like poster, format in .jpg), and send it with email. The eye-catchy design will get a special gift from me.

You know, sometimes much expectation and hope aren’t bad at all. You decide who you are, not society.

Monday, February 4, 2013

Friday, February 1, 2013

Secrets of Me

At first, I was kind of confused what secret I should share, you know, secret is a secret (kinda sensitive matters) but, i will try to tell my secret. for the special person alive, yes you, reading on my blog, hehe. and let's just start...

i got inspired with Bara's tweet on his timeline, he talked about "why does he write?" and then, he explained many things, most of them was dedicated for myself too. i was smiling and talked to myself (This happens since I was a kid and it still goes on until now. People do this thing with themselves every time, you talk to yourself in your brain. While with me, instead of talking with my self in my brain and do it in silence, I spill the words out. Sometimes, I even pretend talking with other person. This habit will comes out whenever I'm alone, like literally alone --no one else with me at that moment.) that question pointed for me now. "why do you write?"

"i write to read my past and feel those wonderful moments again and again. i write because sometimes i can't say directly what i want to say. i write because i can find another world besides this world i'm living in. a more amazing world. i write because it's easier for me to put this thing in my busy mind into words than saying it out loud through my mouth. i write to remember you, to feel us. i write to record sweet moments, so i can taste them once more. i write because i want to meet you every time i want. even though you're not here and actually far away. i write... because i have something to tell." -Bara

i have a special reason why do i write, i write because i want to remember every single part of my life. if i get old and sick, i can re-read my brighten life. how my younger life so beautiful. if i die, people can read my silly stories, also don't forget to pray and remember me, always.

let's change the topic of my secret. to fill my holiday, i'm trying to bring back my reading habits. right now, I'm reading How to Win Friends & Influence People by Dale Carnegie. I beg it has a tremendous positive impact on your life. i can't describe in detail because i'm not finish yet. maybe later. the interesting question why i choose that book because that book is in english version so it's sound challenging for me. so, here's that cover (i'm too busy to take a photo of mine, so i just get that from google). hey, what time is it now? i must go sleep to face tomorrow. bye pal.