Make yourself heard!

From the title I think I make myself clear, I'm pretty sure you're smart enough to get it ;) 


Akir-akir ini kayaknya gua lagi butuh untuk menerapkan teori tersebut, membuat diri gua didengar. Kadang gua pikir orang butuh jadi terkenal untuk didengar, contohnya Presiden, siapa yang gak dengerin advice dia, ya ngak? Ato artis-artis Hollywood sering banget buat charity events biar bisa influence orang-orang non-artis untuk membuat sebuah perubahan, kayak awareness tentang global warming, ato misalnya tentang health issues such as cancer, or HIV/AIDS. And slowly but surely I think it's working. Intinya gua merasa fame equals power. 


Tapi gua baru tau kalo gak cuma orang terkenal doang yang bisa make themselves heard, semua orang have freedom of speech, menyampaikan what they believe in. But what I don't like is, when people start to force other people to hear what they want to say. For instance, tiap taun tuh dari Indo pasti ribetin session bikini yang ada di beauty pageant bergengsi yaitu Miss Universe, mereka toh gak nude kan?? For me, there's beauty that's classy, and there's beauty that's "cheap". Menurut gua ini anything BUT cheap. They're just doing catwalks, and not dance on stripper poles for crying out loud!! Why make it such a big deal?? Terus juga they make it seem as if it's all about bikini, well it's not. Ada juga kan evening gown session nya, ada yang questionnaires nya juga. Kenapa cuma disorot yang itu-itu aja? Itu sih menurut gua. Yang gua gedek-in adalah gak henti-hentinya di jadiin masalah. I mean, oke lah Indo adatnya ke- Timur an, tapi finalist Malaysia aja gak ribet, mereka juga gua liat pake two-piece. Kalo emang gak suka ya yaudah, gausah kasi representative dari sini. 

Ngomong-ngomong soal Malaysia, kok heboh lagi sih curi-curian adat?? Why could this happen over and over? Because we don't have the courage to speak up. Karena di liat kita diem-diem aja, makanya lancang. Dikasi ati minta jantung, dikasi jantung; dikasi jantung minta lambung. Lama-lama krisis identitas deh Indonesia, gak ada ciri khas lagi. Seharusnya tuh tegas, this is mine, get your own identity, Mister!! 

For not speaking for myself gua juga hampir aja let go of what I believe in. Mom has this few friends-- a few 'singer' friends and she often heard me singing in my room and she is constantly saying, "De, mendingan buat album deh kayak si Bunga Citra Lestari, bla dee bla dee bla..." Dan bukannya gua gak suka atau gak mau, it's like, I don't believe in the music industry in Indonesia, for they only want people to sing what they want to hear. Intinya mereka cuma mau denger lagu yang 'menurut mereka akan menjual'. Coba aja denger lagu-lagu Indo, typical banget gak sih? Bukan cuma typical, tapi juga demennya ngopi-ngopi orang luar. Gua bukannya gak suka sama produk dalam negri, don't get me wrong, I do. Tapi orang-orang musik Indo tuh kurang bisa menjual produk bagus, jadi instead of selling ripe apples, they just sell ordinary apples. Ngerti gak sih? Ato gua aja yang orangnya ribet?? Abis gua liat, orang-orang yang super talented macem Sherina, ato Saykoji, kok kayaknya kurang di appreciate ya karya nya? It's almost like they don't get enough credits that they deserve, because trust me, they deserve much better than what they have now. For me, they have huge skills. Mad skills. Oh well, when the time comes, everything will fall into place, the right place :D 

By the way I just missed a chance to go to Bangkok for this gig. One day too late. Argh, padahal gua mau banget. Gua jadi inget beberapa bulan lalu. Also missed a chance to go to New York. Tapi bener deh, bukannya nyombong, it's almost like, when one thing is not meant for you, something better is. I hold onto that dearly :) 

So, keep the faith, will you? :]
Loves xoxox

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Bocah!!!

Yes, that's the magic word I have been saying lately. I don't know why, nor did I know where did it came from, I just say it in almost every sentence I say. Hahaha :p 


Still in the spirit of bebenah-bebenah, I found some interesting stuffs, other than freakishly large dust bunnies hopping all over my old stuffs, but also old report cards when I was still in kindergarten. I seriously didn't even know I had those. I mean, it's kindergarten, why bother being graded, right? What possibly could I be doing at that stage? Apparently, plenty. I was being graded on how I'm using scissors, reading newspapers, using forks and spoons. Blaaah... 

Yang gak gua terima adalah ada tulisan gini di rapor, "Kemampuan motorik cukup baik, namun dalam membawa cangkir yang dipenuhi air dan menggunting kertas perlu latihan." Silly me ;) 
Little me makes me giggle so hard. Although I remember I have always been bad on using scissors. Dan gua saking artistiknya gak bisa membuat garis lurus, pasti mencang-mencong, because of the inner Van Gogh in me... not. I just have been bad on straight things, but I'm most definitely NOT gay. Bahaaha! 

But what I'm proud of is, my Mom said to me that I've always shown independence since I'm at a very young age. I was barely 2 years old when I first enrolled to school, I was one and a half. I didn't even know that it was legal! :p Graduated kindergarten at 4 (I believe it was TK A & TK B, a year each). But because a first grader has to be at least 5 I think, I stayed home for a year. Poor me :p Selalu deh, mau loncat kelas tapi gak kesampean. When I was in second grade, ada satu kelas spesial seangkatan gua, that 'special class' was supposedly filled with braniacs yang bakal accelerate langsung ke 4th grade. Tapi udah berjalan setengah tahun, karena banyak orangtua di kelas-kelas lain yang pada sirik, gak jadi deh di loncat kelas. That class was hard work! To get in it was anything but easy, and the competition is crazy, cuma yang ranking 1-10 doang yang masuk kelas 4. Disitu gua ranking 4 :( Padahal seru tuh gua pikir-pikir seangkatan sama my own brother (baahahaha can't imagine how that would look like). Oh well...

Even old pictures of me showed I wasn't such a cry baby, and that my brother was more dependent on Mom. Like whenever I go to crowded places like Dufan, I could ride rides on my own, and my brother would sit on rides with my Mom. No wonder sampe sekarang nyokap lebih keliatan count on me daripada my brother. Like for instance, kemaren itu PC sempet gak nyala, and I told my brother to take a look at it. Tapi berhubung dia tuh orangnya takut-an kesetrum, dia gak mau, dia suruh gua. And I take a look at it, otak-atik kabelnya, and voila, it turned back on. Although I got some 'memorable zaps,' but at least the PC worked ;) There are tons of other things but I don't want to sound manlier than my brother :p Bahaaa :D 

Anywho I'm outieee(:

Catch y'all later!
Keep the faith & stay safe :D 
XOX

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Nostalgic

As I was packing stuffs in my room, I found some random, funny stuffs from way back when I was still in Elementary. Jaman-jaman itu loh, diary-diary an. Gua ketemuin banyak banget diary yang duluuuuu banget yang suka diisi biodata-biodata temen. Sampe-sampe gua liat di dua diary berbeda ada biodata orang yang sama, bahkan sampe 3 ato 4 diary, tapi ada at least 1 orang yang pernah isi di diary sebelumnya. Now I remember how that works. Every time I have a new diary (which I have in like every 2 weeks), I ask my friends to fill 'em. Sekarang rada bingung, sebenernya main purpose nya apa buat beginian. Mungkin karena sedang 'in', jadi kayaknya demen aja gitu ya. Even when they've filled it over and over and over and over again. Lucu-lucu deh isinya. 


Tapi kalo dipikir-pikir, gak mubazir juga loh isi-isi begituan. Itu sangat mengasah kemampuan kreativitas semasa dulu. Like for instance, isinya pake pen-pen warna-warni, pake pantun-pantun jenaka, terus juga tempel-tempel stiker lucu-lucu. Gua baru nyadar kalo dulu gua seneeeng banget kalo diary gua di tempelin foto orang yang isi tu biodata. Kayaknya kesannya tuh bagus aja gitu :p Dan sampe sekarang ternyata paling berguna cuma fotonya, bisa liat bentuk dulunya sebelum pada kece-kece kayak sekarang. Hahaha :D

Ada juga diary-diary yang isinya curhat-curhatan si anak ingusan (alias gua). Ngomonginnya aja super geje. Seneng gara-gara ulangan bagus lah, bete soalnya olahraga gak bisa lah. Buanyaaak buangeeet. Gua juga baru sadar di diary-diary gua banyak lagu-lagu yang gua buat. Walopun gua udah gak inget nadanya dulu gua buatnya gimana (I assume it sounds weird atau sumbang-sumbang gimanaaa gitu), tapi gua inget 'where the words came from'. Like I was at that particular day, feeling exactly how I felt at that moment. Gua gak engeh kalo gua tulis tanggal-tanggal nya, jadi tau persisnya umur berapa. Umur 10 taun udah nulis-nulis lagu, anak yang sangat aneh. Hahaha :p Tapi sebagai anak 10 tahun kata-katanya lumayan mature, terus juga yang mencengangkan lagi adalah grammarnya bagus. Gua heran gua belajar darimana. Soalnya kayaknya gua gak pernah baca-baca yang puitis-puitis gimana gitu deh, tapi sok artistik banget tulisannya. Bocah, bocah. 

Terus juga dulu lucu banget deh, di grup-grup in temennya. Mana yang 'Best Best Friends', mana yang 'Best Friends', mana yang 'Friends.' Tapi tiap diary pasti nulisnya beda-beda, padahal orangnya yang isi sama. Hahaha :p Dulu kayaknya maunya cepet geeede mulu, sekarang udah gede beneran pengen kecil lagi. Nuker-nuker diary lagi biar seru :D Diary kayak ajang sok-sok an siapa yang paling kreatif. Padahal isi nya alamat sama nomer telpon sama-sama aja. Anak-anak yang aneeeh :p

What makes me smile so wide are the writings my friends wrote on my diary. Jaman-jaman tulisan di diary yang isinya, 'hobi', 'artis favorit', 'cita-cita' :p  Ada yang tulis mau jadi dokter anak, jadi perawat di RS, yang paling kocak mah mau jadi 'sarjana ekonomi'. Kecil-kecil ngerti banget yaa kayaknya sampe detil gitu, hahahahaha bocah, bocah. Yang lucu lagi ada temen gua, cowo, dia tulis 'Penyanyi Kesukaan: Britney Spears" terus gua spontan ngakak kenceng. Hahahahaha how shallow! :p 

It is true that when you look back to your past, you'll do nothing else but to laugh about it. You'll apparently grow up and come to a point where you'll leave behind your childhood-- and thank God mine was so darn beautiful :) 

Keep the faith :]
XOXOX

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"I talk like this 'cause I can back it up"

Call me weird but I'm anything but skeptical. I mean, small things; like songs on iTunes for instance-- I think it can read our minds! :p I was reading an old conversation I had with someone, someone I used to like, and so my iTunes is on shuffle, and when I was reading the conversation, it turned into 'Only One-Yellowcard'. Such an old and sad song. Yet, so true. 


I really really don't believe in coincidence. I believe in "meant-to-be's" :p Another thing that read our minds-- billboards!! I was thinking about a problem in a car on my way somewhere and suddenly I passed this huge ad that said "Leave your worry behind". I know it all sound so stupid, but I know that I'm "easy to please". And it really cheered me up :p 



Other 'lucky' situations that happened lately include this one time when I was talking with my brother about cartoons. How I said I miss watching Tarzan, Toy Story, and all those kind of old cartoon movies, it was like 10 at night. And I was switching channels then Tarzan was on and we both looked at each other and were kinda still in shock because it was such on random timing. So I was talking about Diana Ross (yea like any of you would've even think about talking about her at this era) and so I flipped through channels, and there she was, singing "I Will Survive". And I was also commenting how vegemite tasted somewhat like ikan asin, and then there was this channel that's almost like 'documenting' about this famous Aussie food. So, folks, what do you know?! :p 




And I was watching this music video of Hey Monday's "How You Love Me Now" on Channel [V], and I remember saying to my brother, "This song really sounds like Demi Lovato's "Here We Go Again" " and then click, I switched the channel to MTV, and guess what video is on?? Yes, it's Demi's. Those are so not coingkidingkis (Word of the day: ko-ing-key-ding-keys) 


There are uncountable times where I took my brother's words out of his mouth and he's so surprised that he's sort of scared of me! :p 

I remember I was watching this beauty pageant on TV (forgot if it was Miss Universe or Miss World), and Miss U.S.A was walking on stage and I remembered yelling, "Fall! Fall!!" and she actually did. My cousin was laughing so hard next to me and called, "Jinx!! Jinx!" 

And also the X Games!! The one with extreme sports like the MotoCross, Skateboarding & stuffs. I was rooting for this guy who plays skateboard, who is sooo cute (and I thought he wasn't that good at first glance, but actually he is), my brother was rooting for a younger contestant that was also good, and when it was my brother's fave to go, I yelled, "Fall! Fall!!" and he actually did. Turns out that my fave and my brother's fave were neck to neck that their scores were sooooo close, I thought my bro's fave would win, but when it was his fave to go, I actually did this 'weird ritual' of saying weird stuffs to the TV, and he really did fall. My brother was like so pissed and laughing at the same time 'cause he thinks it's so funny that I actually 'charmed' his fave. 


Oh, well, moral of the story is, tongue is the most powerful part of our organs, although it doesn't have any bone whatsoever, it can change lives. So, be veeery careful :D


Keep the faith!!

XOXOX

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Let those blessings come running to you

Attention, before I start to type uncontrollably without the consciousness of these fingers, I would like to say that never have I, nor will I ever post a blog with any intention to brag about the situations that happened in my life. As far as I'm concerned, I've only written posts that share facts and thoughts without purposely bluffing in any way. 

The story I'm about to tell is very VERY long. So here goes nothin...

Semua berawal dari ngelewatin sebuah spanduk di mall yang berakhir pada perdebatan gua dengan nyokap yang super maksa ikut this contest. Gua sama sekali gak ada napsu-napsunya mau ikutan. But my Mom signed me in anyways. 

 
Beberapa minggu kemudian, gua dapet SMS dari an unknown number telling me that I should show up at this place, jam segini, ketemu disini. I was like, "What in the world...?" Jadi gua bilang ke nyokap, "Mi, ada orang SMS nyuruh dd dateng ke bla bla bla..." And she's like, "OH! That must be the contest person I signed you on earlier this month!" Terus gua langsung diem. Sedikit bingung, still in the state of shock. Gua tanya ke nyokap, "Itu kan mesti cantumin foto, Mami kirim foto yang mana??" Terus dengan tanpa berdosanya dia kasi liat foto-foto yang dia kirim dan respon gua tak lain adalah nelen-nelen ludah secara tu foto gak ada bagus-bagusnya, dan heran kenapa gua bisa masuk.


3 hari berlalu... Then came the night before. I was nervous, because I didn't know what to expect. I begged my Mom before going to sleep, praying to God she would somehow change her mind-- not to go audition the next day-- but she forced me to go anyways. So along came Wednesday, the 22nd. On the way I thought to myself, "Yaudah lah, whatever happens, happens." Soalnya di lain sisi, gua mau do it for my Mom's sake, as she put some effort into this. 


What I'm afraid of is falling. As in, failing. Gua tuh orangnya parno-an. Sedikit info, nyokap pernah signed me in for this kind of contest when I was 14, too. I made it to the Semi-Finals. But as the competition occurred, I kinda knew at the back of my mind I wasn't meant to win this. Terus bener kejadian. Mungkin kebawa mood pesimis juga kali ya, gak pede. I mean, it's a freakin' modeling competition, and by any means, I don't look at myself as this 'pretty-pretty-model' type, I mean-- I friggin trip on my own feet when I'm walking straight. I own two pair of heels and I don't even wear them to wedding parties. I walk like a boy and don't even come near to any make-up.
And so I lost the competition (the one I attended when I was 13). Dan gua kalo udah kalah di satu bidang, it's so hard for me to take another risk and start over. Just like trusting people, or liking people. Kalo udah gua cap untrustworthy, atau gua udah ilfeel, susah banget (bukannya gak bisa) buat gain the will to get back up. 


Okay, back to the first story. Udah sampe nih di tempat tujuan, Kelapa Gading. My Mom & I are starving. So what do we do?? We had lunch, of course. Bahaha :p So, we went to Pizza Hut. We ordered a small pan of pizza with cheesy crust and a bowl of salad and some iced lemon tea. As Mom and I were enjoying the salad, one of the waitress brought the pan of pizza and said, "We're so sorry that we made you the small pan of pizza that didn't have the cheesy crust, we are making another one with the cheesy crust and in the meantime, please enjoy our complimentary pizza. We're so sorry." Terus gua langsung liat-liatan sama nyokap. Wow. I mean, kalo misalnya dia suruh kita nunggu and made a lie about the pizza, we wouldn't know, and I know for sure my Mom wouldn't complain, itu baru kayak sekitar 10 menitan, and the average pizza takes up to 15 minutes or more, right? Oh well, so we get a free pizza, not a big deal! We decided to take the one with cheesy crust home. Well, what do you know, dinner's already in our hands :p But, there's more 'surprises' or should I say 'blessings' to come :p

Then I went to the toilet to change to another outfit. Terus terededeng! Gua sadar kalo ada stain on my jeans & I freaked out. Soalnya terlalu obvious!! But I went with it anyways and just try not to worry about it. Terus sebelum keluar, as any girl would do, gua ngaca dulu. Dan di depan kaca udah ngantri selusin cewe pada make-up heboh. And I didn't even put any powder on my face. Terus gua keluar dari WC thinking "Jiah, yasuda la ya, just get this over with." So I sat & wait to do this registration thing, and pas udah dipanggil gua baris dan nyokap nunggu di restoran not so far from the 'stage'. It was one hot day. Gua udah lepek duluan ngantri buat di timbang and ukur tingginya. Terus karena gatel pengen ajak ngobrol orang, gua ajak ngobrol cewe di depan gua, and surprise surprise, dia ternyata tinggal gak jauh dari rumah gua, which is in BSD. She goes to this school that I know quite a few people of, and we got along real well :) Dari segitu banyak cewe, yang berdiri depan gua adalah someone who lives near my house. What are the odds. Found some more girls to talk to & shared experiences (although I didn't have any). Ditambah ngeliat cewe-cewe yang tinggi menjulang, sangat mengintimidasi. In real life, I'm tall, but in the modeling world, unfortunately, I'm average. How sad.

Then, it was almost my turn to go down the catwalk. The music, the energy, the crowd, I thought, "Okay, this is my moment." What I constantly thought about was I didn't want to let my Mom down. She's a model when she was young and never in my mind have I thought about following her footsteps. Long story short, I walked on the runway and I think I did okay for someone so inexperienced, but I knew I wouldn't stand a chance to even get to the next round. There were like 500 people. Women alone. Belom cowo-cowo nya (yang beberapa di antaranya guanteeeng suangaaat kyaaaaa), yang lebih banyak dari cewe malah. 

Terus we waited until the evening. Ni juri lama amat sih milih nya. Kesian nyokap gua, gua pikir, udah kayak ikan asin dari siang dijemur. Terus duduk di Starbucks pake kupon gratis yang belom dipake deh :p Had a spinach quiche and a venti caramel frappuccino. Then, it was decision time. 

Okay, moment of truth. Anehnya, sekarang malah kaga deg-deg an. Jurinya desainer ternama di Indo. Dia komentar dulu sebelum umumin siapa 20 besar nya yang bakal compete bulan depan. Some of his speech he mentioned, "Sixteen or seventeen year olds aren't really what we're looking for." Sumpah, pasrah dah gua. Tadinya pake heels langsung deh ngambil sendal jepit gua. Terus gua udah bilang sama nyokap, "Yuk, Mi, pulang." Terus kata nyokap, "Tunggu dong, baru mau diumumin, jangan pesimis gitu dong." Terus gua mikir, "Ya ya ya, let's just end this." Out of 500-ish girls, I was number 104. Pas lagi speech gitu gua duduk di deket temen-temen gua yang ketemu sebelumnya. Terus the judges panggil, "Nomer 10. 59. 96. 110. 154." Terus gua udah makin pasrah, I said, "Tuh, Mi. Nomer dd udah di longkap." Terus dia go back to the small numbers, "Nomer 25. 75. 104." Spontan gua cengo.
Temen gua yang gua bilang tinggal deket rumah itu teriak kenceng banget, barengan dengan the other 2 that I met earlier. Heran, gua yang dipanggil tapi mereka yang heboh. But because I was still so very shocked, gua gak bisa ngomong apa-apa. Terus nyokap setengah panik dan senyam-senyum liat gua lari ke dia minta heels nya (because I have to go up on stage again). Jujur di atas panggung gua gak tau lagi siapa orang di sebelah-sebelah gua. Yang gua inget mereka semua udah saling kenal, as if they're professionals, terus gua paling pendek sendiri. But I thought to myself, "It's all worth the smile on Mom's face when I saw her while running towards her while wearing the heels on panic mode." 


Berhubung udah malem, gua bingung mau pulang gimana. First plan adalah nginep di rumah sodara gua yang terletak cuma berkisar 50m dari mall, tapi nyokap harus pulang karena dia ada acara besoknya. Gak mungkin gua kasi dia naik taksi sendirian. Terus tiba-tiba ada salah satu finalis yang samperin gua, cewe, dia bilang, "Aduuuh, aku pulang sendirian nih ke arah Serpong, kamu pulang sama siapa?" Gua langsung berasa kesamber petir, serius. The thing is, itu di Kelapa Gading kontesnya, and the odds are very small to meet someone who live who-knows-how-many-kilometres from Kelapa Gading to Gading Serpong. So, denger rumah gua di Gading Serpong, dia langsung minta gua sama nyokap ikut dia pulang. Wow. I wouldn't even think that there's someone who would insist on driving us back home. It was one heck of a day. 

Christine (the girl who lives in BSD, yang bediri depan gua pas ngantri), Me, Cely
Poni super lepek :S
Gua pengen cerita about the Semi-Finals, tapi menurut gua ni post udah panjang bangeeet. Next time maybe, I will.


I put up my registration number on the contest on my wall, buat ngingetin gua kalo apa yang akan terjadi di masa depan bakalan selalu unexpected. No matter how many times I avoid it-- gak ada yang kebetulan-- it's all planned out in a beautiful script of life. It remains a mystery, but I believe that what's coming in the future is great, indeed.

So keep the faith, will you?!? :)
Lovess xoxox

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Under the radar

I'm sorry, again, my lovely blog. 
It's not that I don't love you, but the time and distance just made it so hard for me to catch up. 
Nooo, I'm not breaking up with you, so don't look at me that way, you're making it harder than it is. 



There it goes, my inner actress just came out. 
Or should I say... comedian? 

Well I suck at making people laugh, I'm crappy at making jokes

ANYWHOOO...

I have been very inactive in the internet world these days. Well, the internet went poof for a couple of days, and I'm usually cranky about not having internet access for a few days, but not this time. I was okay with it and just, live life. Maybe because the so-much-to-do activities made it easier to let go of the internet addiction. It's okay to really isolate myself from all the ongoing craziness, just to getaway and have a clear state of mind. There is a lot to think about, not only about my future, but life in general. 

Here are a few thoughts:

Am I crazy just because I have this huge urge of pursuing some of the many, how do you say, insane dreams that a 'young girl' can only fantasize of doing? 

Is it just an illusion that all of the opened doors to those dreams seem so surreal that it almost felt like it's all too good to be true? 

Is there a downside to this? Is it too fast that it might even end faster? 

Gosh I got to get a hold of myself. 
So, before I get any more further of this nonsense that many of you might not even understand of, I shall stop it once and for all. 


Adios, Amigos!!
Keep the faith(:
XOX

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At last

Akhirnyaaa! 


Semua jawaban yang ditunggu-tunggu terjawab sudah. I feel like I've been thinking too much lately. Kalo otak gua bisa ngomong mungkin dia minta cuti kali biar bisa have a getaway vacation saking stressnya dipake sama gua non-stop. Secara gua orangnya tipe pemikir banget, apa-apa dipikirin. Lagi tidur aja mikir. Bangun tidur langsung mikir. Kalo sering denger tuh gossip-gossip orang yang tidur matanya gak kayak ketutup bener artinya tidurnya mikir. Nah, gua banget tuh. Orang yang pernah liat gua tidur pasti rada-rada serem sama gua. Abisnya gak ketutup bener tuh mata, bener-bener kebuka setengah. Tapi emang gua tidur tuh mau sepules apa juga tetep sadar keadaan. Kalo ada orang nelpon aja masih kedengeran sama gua walopun gua udah di dunia lain. Eh eh kok jadi ngomongin gua kalo tidur yaa? 

These days have been filled with me questioning what's up with the whole wide world. But now I got the answer(s) :) I don't know if what I feel is right, but indeed I am excited and looking forward for what the future holds. I feel like talking about it to the world but I'm afraid I'm going to jinx it. Speaking of jinx, there's been such weird things happening but I'll post it in my next post :D 

Ohh! I know that some people have been looking at my post but they don't give a crap in giving comments or leave tracks on who they are! Shame on you!! You should really tell me what you think, I won't mind :) But keep it clean and nice :) Nothing tacky! 

Keep the faithhhhh :]
XOXOX

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Been a long time coming...

Hey everyone...
 
:) 

I've completely, and I mean; totally lost my mood to even look at my blog this past one month. I don't know why. There's so much to talk about, and so much to look forward to :) 
Funny experiences, crazy ones, not-so-amazing ones, so much have happened at so little time. Met amazing people, 'entertaining' people, and life-changing people :D And my eyes are also opened to a couple of people we all would call 'friends'. Or even 'best friends'. Some grow apart, some grow even closer. Even we're distances apart.

So what is the whole point anyways, to see people changing? I figured that time changes everythinggg. And I mean-- eeeverything. So it's not that people who change are mean, or they've expected from the get-go to change, it seems like, as time goes by, they go to the phase where they have to leave out of your life, and just be apart from you. Like it's planned to be that way. And you meet other people, some who are better, or maybe the same, or might remind you of the previous people who change, and when you do, you start praying to God they would never change... but it all seem endless. They will, at some point; change. You start all over and fall into the same place again. Like a never-ending chain of... hullabaloo. It might seem endless, but not pointless. You learn from it, get back on your feet, and try to do better. 

Bottom line I learned that losing people might be painful, especially when you put so much effort in trusting them. You'll be thankful someday that they're not there anymore, because someday you'll realize that it's just an act by God to remove people who won't do any good in your life in the future.



Keep the faith!! Even it's tough to do so, people... but hold on, and hold on tight :)
LOVE XOX

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