Wednesday 20 November 2013

Typical Girl

Do you have a diary, like literally a daily dairy? Yes, I do.
Did you ever write anything on it? Sometimes.
What do you write? Anything. Every thoughts. Every feelings, even love.
Did you ever re-read your diary? Almost every time. Then, I feel dumb for writing those words.
Why do you feel dumb? It's a long answer, though. Do you really have time to hear the story?

10/12 - He smiles at me.
17/12 - The very first introduction of ours.
18/12 - He follows my twitter.
19/12 - I follow him back on twitter.
19/12 - He mentions me.
20/12 - He asks for my blackberry pin.
21/12 - We start texting each other.
30/12 - We almost stop texting.

Don't you feel dumb after writing that? You spare the precious little time of yours to just write that. People may think that 'he' is the love of your life. People may think that you are undoubtedly love that guy. Now, I will give you the situation, so that you'll be informed of every inch for what purpose I get the impression like I am the most thickheaded person in this earth. That guy is not mine. I mean not freely-soon-to-be mine. He is in the rumor with someone else, and that someone else is my friend. Confusion in mind, heart, too. Should I give up, or not?

I hear this saying a lot: "It's funny how I'm good at giving advice to others, when it comes to helping myself, I don't know what to do." People out there see me as a happy person. I indicate that as someone who never get sad in every condition she has. And you must recently hear this: "The same girl who laughs and talks a lot, and seems very happy is also the girl who may cry herself to sleep." There are some people who ask me for advices about their puppy love story. There are some people who cry over their love, and ask me how not to give up on them. There are some people who lose their hope, and ask me how to survive. There are some people who live in a typical drama, and ask me how to be the main character, and soon have their happy ending. And just like that, there are some people who think that I am just perfect, wise, and talented to solve their problems; and never see me as a girl who is as weak as them.

That typical girl.

Saturday 24 August 2013

A Poem (only for you)

This is a love-letter (poem) from someone special to someone more-special

I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you
I love you, not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me
I love you, for the part of me that you bring out
I love you, for putting your hand into my heaped-up heart, and passing over all the foolish weak things that you can not help dimly seeing there; And for drawing out into the light all the beautiful belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find
I love you, because you are helping me to make of the lumber of my life, not a tavern, but a temple; Out of the works of me everyday, not a reproach, but a song
I love you, because you have done more than any creed could have done to make me good; And more than any fate could have done to make me happy
You have done it, without a touch, without a word, without a sign
You have done it by being yourself


Friday 23 August 2013

Trip to Bali

This is a photo-post of mine. Last holiday, I chose Bali to be my stress reliever. And, I did choose the right destination ;)

Everyone who goes to Bali always enjoy the time, and never wants to come back. Unfortunately, I am not. I went to holiday with worries of assignments. But, still I love to be in Bali. Especially with family. I'm super lucky to have them close beside me.

Thursday 18 July 2013

Movie Syndrome

Have you ever experienced the weirdo syndrome? Like what?
Like this.

The moment when you see a movie, then you feel totally awesome about that. But then, at the next seconds, the movie ends, and now your life is going back to normal. Not as awesome as in that movie anymore. Oh I really hate that. That movie syndrome. I do not have any idea if there is anyone who experience that same syndrome, like me. Sigh. You know, I hate that sometimes I'm being too much. In anything. I bring up too much emotion in everything I say, or see, or watch, or even only read.

On one fine-shine-bright morning, I woke up (not) beautifully. I showered myself this morning (you better be aware that's a good news for everyone, especially my mom). Then, I ate my brunch fast. And back to my bed. Well, you should be informed, too, that holiday will never give you any works to do. Typically, the long one. So today, I choose to spend the rest of my Monday just laying on bed. But in time, oh, I just remembered. Yesterday I bought Meter Per Second, a ½ Novel by Debbie Widjaja and, Kent Sutjipto (@nyankent), whom I figure as a pretty talented writer plus blogger. At that point, I think m/s will be my official companion for this holiday. Yep, at least for December. Or only for a couple of days.
Anyway, I want to give a small review (it is because I have not finished reading it) about the novel: I love the way Debbie writes. 'I dropped a little of my tears when it reached to the part where Jason gave the watch to Rhea' can be a strong evidence, right? To be honest, I broke my heart seeing Fil broke her heart, too. #spoiler

Oh I really hate to get this movie syndrome. Please (like seriously) somebody do tell me if anyone of you, out there, ever felt this. And please do give me how-to-be-healed tutorial of this. Like I said above, I'm always too much. In anything. The story tells exactly about a coming-entry I want to share.

Friday 7 June 2013

Passion vs Circumstance

I finally re-read all the post I pinned up, which are only five, if you really count, from the very first time I created this blog. And, if you see carefully, the last post is on Sun, February 24th, 2013. More than that,  the essays I posted, it is in order to submit my words for a blog-post contest. Well, that doesn't mean I abandon this blog, also disremember to post something on it. But I think I'm bored with this writing stuff plus I'm busy as you always know it. I've been in an awfully hectic week, especially the final exam week and that's because of that anomalously freakish project(s). In some way, it is not that I hate my major but some projects and the tutors really drive me crazy, primarily that long man. Besides,  I say no for this say: "Unfailingly, I will make time for you even if I'm busy." The one I agree is: "If I am busy, please understand it that I am undoubtedly busy."

Well, my point is not I'm bored also I'm super busy and I won't post anything anymore. Inversely, I re-obtain my exciting feeling about compiling words, looking at dictionary to get more vocabs and stuffs plus I'm now in my holiday week as well as I'm free like a bird to post everything I love on this sweetly white sheet.

Anyway, during this four semesters, I've been dealing with every single thing about Interior Architecture. I fill my brain up with interior vocabularies, ideal numbers of ergonomic things on furnitures, ways to sketch on a white paper, knowledge of the system how to use AutoCad 3DsMax and its friends also the programming thing before designing something. Somehow, it makes me love interior thingy, bit by bit. It is as a result of learning something very useful that indeed can be applied in whatever major you are. But, by any means, it is also making me sure that actually my passion is not for outlining plan for some house in residence, as well as public areas such cafes or restaurants. I choose wasting my hours in front of the laptop and having some creativities on adobe creative suites, learning more about typography, branding, packaging, or anything about it than coping with cad.

Regretfully, I can not turn back the time. I do not even have an option. I can not be someone who is selfish and try to forgo everything and follow what I feel deep affection for. All I have to do is just keeping body and soul together. Even though this will rob my quality seconds with family and best friends and every activity I'm dying for. I believe that someday all hard work I have done will be paid off. One fine day, I will kick some ass.

To end, who's with me?


Saturday 23 February 2013

The Sweet Escape(s)

Hooooy I'm coming back! I know you guys have been missing me all the time! #yea So, it's been a long time no write here. And of course there are so many sweet stories I really want to tell to you. I mention it as my sweet escape(s)! Anyway, you should know that I was a bit busy lately with my university life. As I already started my study as the fourth semester student in Interior Architecture.


And this is my first sweet escape at Bali. *hooray!* This short sweet trip with be sties is in the middle of my short semester. Yes, call me the happiest gurl in town!!

The Junction
Doll Gallery at The Junction
Conrad Resort Beach
Potato Head
Conrad Resort
Conrad Chapel

Let's go to the next part! *dancing!* TKMDII XI (Temu Karya Mahasiswa Desain Interior Indonesia Sebelas) at Solo >> one of my major program

New Friends!
Delegasi Universitas Ciputra with LO
Having fun!
Delegasi Universitas Ciputra
Team Stand!
The third event: saying happy birthday to my girls! MellisaChs and Audreyvincentia

at Audrey's
And last but not least: my photo session by Oline. Telling the stories of my own life: with dancing, drawing in class, and living up my dreams.

Wait for the next sugar escape(s)!