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And I don't mind, If we take our time, cause I'm all yours If you're all mine.

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          "Aku selalu khawatir."

                                                     "Khawatir? Aku... aku antara excited, dan takut." 

Aku selalu khawatir dengan masa depan. Maka kali ini pertanyaanmu membunuhku. Tepat sasaran di titik lemah dinding kecemasan. Menguak pertanyaan didasarkan keegoisan pernyataan. Entah kamu tahu atau tidak, dahiku mengerut tanpa sadar. Sebentar lagi aku akan mengatakan hal bodoh, yang siap-siap akan dikalahkan dengan argumenmu.

        "Masa depan itu gamblang, menurut aku. Kadang, perencanaan hidup engga sejalan sama kenyataan karena beberapa faktor merusak ekspetasi."

"Faktor apa?"

Ucapanku bukan suatu bentuk pesimisme. Aku baru akan melewati jembatan tali. Di seberang sana kamu memperingatkanku untuk tidak menengok ke bawah atau belakang. Maka aku tidak. Setidaknya kamu sudah bisa sedikit menghela nafas lega, untuk keberhasilan melewatinya. Sesampainya aku di seberang, tertawakan saja aku dengan senyum sarkasmu. Supaya aku bisa membalasnya dengan pelukanku. 

Baiklah, simpulkan saja kita sama-sama punya mimpi. Aku dan kamu punya rencana. Aku dan kamu punya impian. Bahkan ada kita di beberapa bagiannya. Diantara sekian mimpi-mimpi, fokuskan saja dulu, seperti katamu. Yah, aku harap Dia mengabulkan Amin-ku disetiap Amin-mu.

Jadi, tolong maklumi saja kekhawatiran-ku. Seperti aku khawatir dengan ketakutan-mu. 

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Seperti biasa, kamu diam.
Tapi kali ini kamu sudah bersuara tanpa aku harus mulai bertanya.
Nada suaramu meninggi.

Kamu terlalu naif.

Coba turunkan dulu nada suaramu,
Atau perlu aku tutup bibirmu dengan bibirku?

....................
Aku mulai ingin bertanya, tanpa tanda tanya.
Agar kamu tidak perlu berseru, dengan tanda seru.


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plenty of people wanna change the world but not enough wanna change themselves

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beberapa menit lalu gue iseng buka blog temen-temen di link-able gue. ternyata ada yang udah mendelete blog mereka, dan ada juga yang udah ngga tau status aktif atau ngga nya. sampai akhirnya gue ngebaca salah satu isi postingan diantara mereka. older post, sih. disitu yang dia bahas most of all tentang diri dia dan tentang kesadaran dia dari melihat sesuatu. 

di dalam postingan nya, ada kata-kata yang menarik menurut gue.. 

"Janganlah kejar kesuksesan. Kejarlah kesempurnaan, maka kesuksesan akan mengikuti kita dengan sendirinya."

"....Hal inilah yang membuat gue terus berpikir dan berpikir. Berpikir untuk tidak menyempitkan pikiran, berpikir untuk memperluas wawasan, dan terus berusaha menjadi yang terbaik di antara yang terbaik."

ada seseorang yang bilang kalau gue adalah orang yang ketergantungan sama orang lain. asli, gue benci banget sama kata-kata itu. 'ketergantungan'. seakan-akan gue ngga bisa mandiri buat melakukan sesuatu, atau apa yang gue kerjain itu tergantung dari orang lain. yah, diluar dari kodrat manusia sebagai mahluk sosial yang butuh orang lain, gue ngertilah meaning dari 'ketergantungan' ini didekasikan untuk gue dengan maksud yang berbeda. 

sampai akhirnya gue ngebaca kalimat yang ada di salah satu postingan blog itu, gue sadar. emang for some case, ada beberapa hal yang gue kerjakan cuma buat ngejar kesuksesan. padahal, kesuksesan itu sendiri relatif. malah kadang gue melupakan proses dan tujuannya. kesalahan kita adalah kadang kita lebih mentingin hasil, dibanding proses untuk mencapai kesuksesan itu. padahal sempurna ngga akan menjadi sempurna kalau tanpa proses yang sesuai aturannya.

seseorang yang bilang kalau gue adalah orang yang ketergantungan sama orang lain itu juga bilang kalau gue terkadang terlalu pesimis (dalam beberapa hal). ya, persisnya adalah mungkin gue kurang berusaha menjadi yang terbaik diantara yang terbaik. karena rasa pesimis dan kepuasan kadang menghentikan kita untuk mencapai titik yang teratas. ada kalanya gue ngerasa cukup menjadi yang ke-dua atau ke-tiga setelah yang pertama. sampai gue lupa, kalau kalimat 'ke-' merupakan fungsi kata depan untuk sekian banyak angka kecuali satu. ngga ada spesialnya. karena penyebutan kata 'per-tama' lebih enak didengar dibanding 'ke-satu'. dan mungkin gue belum pernah dengar penyebutan kata 'per-dua' atau 'per-tiga' kecuali dalam bilangan pecahan.

jadi, untuk apa menjadi yang ke-dua, ke-tiga, ke-empat, kalau lo masih bisa jadi yang lebih spesial seperti per-tama?

last but not least

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Gue punya kabar baik dan buruk di postingan kali ini.


Pertama dimulai dari kabar buruknya dulu kali ya. Jadi, kabar buruknya adalah ini mungkin bakal jadi postingan terakhir saya untuk menutup blog pribadi ini. Yah, maaf-maaf aja kalau ternyata ini menjadi kabar baik untuk sebagian orang. Gue berhenti nulis bukan karena apa atau siapa, kok. Kalau beberapa bulan kemarin gue sempet nge-private blog ini karena suatu hal, tapi untuk yang kali ini bener-bener ngga ada oknum atau rezim manapun. hehe. 

Beberapa yang deket sama gue mungkin tau kalau gue jatuh cinta sama menulis. Tapi ada juga beberapa yang ngga nyangka kalau gue suka menulis walaupun emang ngga bakat-bakat banget lah. Pertama kali gue sadar kalau gue suka menulis adalah ketika gue SD, dan disuruh bikin tugas cerpen. Ngga nyangka ternyata cerpen  gue termasuk cerpen yang dinilai terbaik dibanding temen-temen sekelas gue waktu itu. Dari situ, gue mulai suka bikin cerita-cerita ngga jelas dan ngga pernah kelar. Kenapa ngga kelar? karena ide gue suka buntu di tengah jalan, dan lama-lama terbengkalai sampai akhirnya nemuin ide cerita baru yang bener-bener jauh berbeda dari cerita yang sebelumnya gue bikin. Begitu seterusnya. Sampai cerita gue yang terakhir yang akhir-akhir ini gue bikin berhenti di halaman 25. haha.

Kecintaan gue dalam tulis-menulis juga disadarin ketika gue mulai disuruh mengerjakan essay di suatu ulangan harian. Tanpa sadar, setiap gue menulis essay - terutama soal analisis - pikiran gue kebuka bukan hanya tentang topik yang ditanya, tapi juga tentang hal lainnya. Seakan otak gue diatur sedemikan rupa untuk mengolah kata demi kata menjadi suatu paragraf yang bisa diterjemahkan sesuai dengan bagaimana orang lain membaca apa yang gue pikirkan. Kadang, otak dan jari-jari gue bekerja-sama dalam sistem koordinasinya membuat rentetan huruf yang bahkan gue sendiri ngga sadar bisa menulis itu. 

Setiap detail kata yang ditulis punya suatu esensi tersendiri dibandingkan dengan kata yang diucap.

Yah, paling engga itu yang gue rasain. 

Tulisan-tulisan gue juga mungkin ngga terlalu banyak dibaca orang. Kebanyakan tulisan yang gue bikin tentang cerita-cerita (yang engga pernah kelar), frasa-klausa, atau hasil dasar pendapat gue tentang apapun. Yah, kebanyakan masih tersimpan rapi di dalam laptop yang uzur ini, dan sebagian yang lain lenyap di dalam flash-disk gue yang terkena virus. 

Gue mungkin ngga ada apa-apanya dibanding penulis-penulis ide lain yang udah sampai bisa menerbitkan buku. Dan walaupun katanya iri itu tanda tak mampu, yah sejujurnya saya iri. Beberapa tulisan bisa benar-benar menginspirasi kan gue, baik dari segi topik yang dibahas di tulisan itu, mapun hal-hal diluar itu. Sama seperti film, karya-karya mereka berbicara, memberi inspirasi, dan terkadang mengubah sudut pandang gue. 

Bisa menerbitkan buku hasil tulisan sendiri itu sebenarnya juga salah satu mimpi gue dari diantara sekian mimpi-mimpi gue lainnya. Kenapa salah satu? Iya, karena mimpi gue itu banyak. Banyak banget. Saking banyaknya, gue pengen ngulang kata-kata 'banyak banget' yang barusan gue tulis dengan memaksimalkan fungsi caps lock yang ada di keyboard gue. Ehem, jadi sekali lagi, mimpi gue BANYAK BANGET. 

Tapi, walaupun gue belum berhasil menerbitkan buku-buku dan menjualnya di pasaran, paling ngga gue berhasil mencetak 2 buku hasil tulisan sendiri. :) 

front
back


"We were the greatest story I ever wrote, and the greatest story you ever read."
- He said : She Said


Jadi, kenapa gue mau berhenti menulis di blog ga jelas ini, kalau gue suka menulis? 

Jawaban nya ada di kabar baik. Dan kabar baiknya adalah... gue berbohong. Ini bukan postingan terakhir gue. Dan gue ngga akan berhenti menulis di blog ini. wgwgwg. 

xxx.

p.s: buat yang nanya buku itu tentang apa, mungkin bisa tanyakan pada dua orang ini dan ini. :)

Date a guy who takes photos

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Date a guy who takes photos. Date that someone who captures every detail in his camera. For him, saving memories on a gadget is one of the most important tasks to be done. It doesn’t matter what camera he uses as long as he is able to take a photograph. He lets photographs do most of the talking. Like a writer, he expresses himself in manner that is common to him but not in words, just photographs. He lets everyone discover what he truly is through an album or a single capture.

Find that someone who takes special photos and compiles them for you in order for you to relive the experience. He wants to make both the past and the present available for you to see. Date a guy who takes photos, the one who is adventurous to go to uncharted places just for him to take a look at that place and have a picture of it. He is not afraid of the consequences but is aware of them. He has courage and takes risks. He doesn’t dwell on the fact that he stays on a single place for a long time as long as he is able to take a perfect capture, in that moment in time, holding his camera on his hand.

Find the one who wants you to be in the picture with him. It’s like he wants to make every second a capture. He’ll be making tons of Facebook albums and provides weird subtitles to it. He wants to cover special events in your life like birthdays or even a simple day at school. It is important to him to have a photograph of you just for him to be able to look at you during the last minute of his night. It doesn’t matter to him if he gets lost with words as long as he has a photo to express how he feels, a guaranteed photo for his next album.

Find a guy who takes photos, the one who gives you the awe with his craft. He wants you to see what are the things beautiful for his eyes. The album includes you, too. He lets you use his camera too, just for him to be able to see what is beautiful in your eyes too. He hopes that you consider him. When that guy asks for your hand, give a loud “yes”. He sees life in different shades, perspectives and points-of-view. He will teach you to appreciate photography and the simplicity of a photograph. The list goes on forever as long as he has a camera on his hand and an album to show you.

Date a guy who has a huge appreciation and love for art. He does extremely well in photography. He makes simple things look more interesting and exceptional. He does not take photos just for the sake of taking photos, but he takes photos for a certain purpose.

Date a guy who captures photographs even during special moments together. He photographs different people, objects and events. One thing that a guy who takes photographs never forgets is: the fact that he is with the girl he loves, and a photo of her will definitely complete the day.

Date a guy who wants to excel more in photography. He knows that he is good enough but still wants to explore and learn more about it. For him, learning photography is limitless and boundless. He is considering other people’s views and opinions regarding his photographs and learns from them.

Date a guy who takes photos of the food that to eat. He knows how hungry you are so he’ll do it as fast as he can because he cares. Date a guy who’s busy in photography most of the time, but at the end of the day, he never fails to express how much he cares, and that you will always be the top priority for him.

Date a guy who calls you every time and tells you to look at the camera.  He would tell you to pose in different views. He would tell you to fix your hair and smile. A perfect photo of you would satisfy him. Saying that you're beautiful every time he completes a capture of you. He posts photos of you and would proudly tell everyone how grateful he is to have the prettiest girl in the world.

Date a guy who loves photography and makes photography a part of his life.

Photographs do not always show us a happy and perfect moment. There are times that it depicts a cheerless and gloomy representation. And that’s the thing a guy who takes photographs has taught you: You should sulk and not be tired of smiling. You should be always happy, just because the guy who takes photographs promises to make you smile often.

We're all going somewhere, and I just hope that somewhere is safe.

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it's been another month since I last blogged, and I didn't realize that it's November already. which means yet another birthday of mine is coming up. I'll be 17 years old tomorrow. yep, tomorrow!

dari kemarin-kemarin gue emang udah niat posting blog, tapi engga tau apa yang mau di post. then after a long conversation this morning with my boyfriend, he asked me to write some wish-list for my birthday. but I don't have stuffs or something that I want 'it' so bad (cos your presence is more than enough). I just know things that are goods:

1. a long journey


2. my old and new friends
3. analog camera or polaroid


4. hamster


5. another mixtape..., hehe.


6. and, your presence :) 

Getting older is no problem, you just have to live long enough.

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take chances. tell the truth. fall in love. be random. sing out loud. laugh at a stupid joke. cry. get revenge. apologize. tell someone how much they mean to you. tell the asshole what you feel. let someone know what they're missing. laugh ‘til your stomach hurts.

LIVE LIFE!

so I'm just thinking about how much I don't want my life to be boring. there is so much I want to do, and so many places I want to go. but I don't really think it's ever gonna happen. I just don't wanna be one of those people who work somewhere they hate or live somewhere they don't want to live. but I feel like I'm gonna live here forever and not get a chance to see everything I want to see. I feel like my dreams are to unrealistic.

there's so many different ways to be connected to people. there are the people you feel this unspoken connection to, even though there's not even a word for it. there's the people you've known forever, who know you in this way that other people can't, because they've seen you change, and they've let you change.

02:41 am

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kalo semua hal butuh alasan, gue yakin gue salah satu dari jutaan orang yang selalu mengeluh.

beberapa orang kadang ngga pernah mikir jauh buat ngehadapin masalah nya sendiri. mungkin emang umur ngga ngejamin kedewasaan, karena tolak ukur kedewasaan orang emang ngga selalu bisa diliat dari umurnya.

dari kecil, gue diajarin buat nerima dan bersyukur sama apa yang gue punya. tapi emang dasarnya human nature nya ngga pernah puas, jadi kadang ada aja yang di keluhin. gue suka nanya ke diri sendiri, kalo gue gini nanti gimana, tapi kalo gue gitu terusnya gimana, kenapa waktu itu gue gitu, ya sekian dan sekian. tapi kebiasaan gue dari kecil itu yang ngebawa gue untuk nyoba terima apa yang ada, karena semua itu sebenernya pilihan yang udah gue tentuin sendiri, kan.

bahagia itu sederhana, kata orang.

jadi kenapa masih harus mempersulit apa yang sudah disederhanakan? kecuali jika kesederhanaan nya itu yang ngga bisa membahagiakan, mungkin ada yang salah dari cara kita menerima keadaan.



It seems like there's a purpose but I still don't understand.

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kira-kira, hampir 11 bulan yang lalu lah, gue ikut Masa Orientasi Siswa atau kalo disekolah gue disebutnya ta'aruf. lagaknya freshman yang ngga ngerti apa-apa sama kehidupan sma, gue ngumpul sama temen-temen gue. yah, walaupun kebanyakan dari mereka dulunya satu smp juga sama gue, tapi tetep aja ngga sama. beberapa temen-temen gue yang deket banget sama gue ngga satu sekolah sama gue.

awal-awal masuk sma itu ngga bisa diutarakan lagi deh. banyak banget dapetin pengalaman baru. bener-bener belajar banyak. mulai dari masuk paskibra, osis, dan ngurus alseace 2012. ya semua nya itu seru, banget. walaupun kadang ada titik-titik klimaks capeknya, sih. 

nilai-nilai juga ngga jauh beda sama smp, yang padahal gue liat beberapa temen gue waktu di smp nya nilai pada bagus-bagus, tapi di sma mereka rada jatoh. tapi beda cerita sama tugas, bad habitnya karena emang gue sering absent, tugas-tugas dikerjain di waktu kepepet :(

dan kemarin, the last day of exams. ngga pernah sesemangat itu ngebuletin lembar soal. :)

new experience, new stories, new friends, and new boyfriend, too. ehem. ngga kerasa aja, udah mau naik lagi ke kelas 2. bulan-bulan belakangan ini harus berapa kali denger curhatan dan ngasih nasihat ke temen-temen yang galau penjurusan. rata-rata dari mereka masalahnya sama sih. jadi gue cukup bilang, "ipa atau ips itu sama aja. tergantung dari lo mau jadi apa, dan dari proses lo belajar. sukses itu tergantung dari lo sendiri, kok." 

haha, dammit.
padahal apa yang gue pengen sendiri masih kehalang sama keinginan orang tua yang pengen ngeliat anak nya sukses, dengan ikutin apa yang mereka mau. :)
"and all the plans you made just break. you'll always feel unsatisfied. for every dream you keep inside, another part of you has died. wouldn't you like to see inside yourself and know what you could be? of course when I say you, I mean me.."

Let's go to the place where the food is really good

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You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. 
This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That's the only thing you should be trying to control.
 ― Elizabeth Gilbert

The trend is your friend until it comes to an end.

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"I understood very well. once you make a decision in life you can't reverse it."
Date & time: Thursday, 3rd may 2012. 

Guru matematika gue, lagi ngajarin materi tentang logika matematika sekarang ini.
Ngga sih, ngga penting apa judul materi nya. tapi yang penting itu apa isinya, dan filosofi yang dia utarain. 

Ketika gue lagi pusing dengan "jika 2+3=5 maka gunung api meletus" atau "jika ayam beranak maka matahari terbit dari timur", gue langsung kepikiran jadi gunanya pelajaran ini di aplikasiin ke kehidupan nyata itu apa?

"Ehem. pak, terus gunanya materi ini di kehidupan nyata apa?"

Then....

"Kamu tau ngga, kita hidup dengan dan akan selalu dihadapin sama pilihan. mulai dari bangun, kita harus milih buat makan atau mandi. kalau kita pilih makan, kita milih mau makan roti atau nasi. kalau milih roti, kita pilih mau di bakar atau di panggang, dan akan begitu seterusnya. hidup tuh kayak main catur, sekali kita melangkah buat milih jalan yang kita pilih, akan susah untuk balik lagi." .....he said.

Sumpah, asli.
Iya, filosofi dia emang ada benernya, tapi pertanyaan gue diatas itu ngga kejawab kayaknya, ya? 
"There are some mistakes that can’t be forgiven, certainly not forgotten. And sometimes saying sorry & apology is not enough"
........lesson learned. 

When the most I could do was to just blame myself

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It's my fault.

I just wish I could take back everything,
just somehow make this all go away.

Maybe I'm being selfish or just scared.
and If I had to explain it, I wouldn't know where to start.

As we ask ourselves, how could we go wrong?
I know what it feels like to be completely broken and hurt


.....................................................Sometimes,
I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me

Because hearts will be broken,
And rumors will be spread.


I said.

Waiting For the Day That We'll Find Our Way

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"If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely in love."
Did you ever fall for someone,
But you know you shouldn't?

Try hard to fight your feelings,
But you just couldn't?

I fall deeper with each passing day,
But try to hide it in every possible way.

"I like to making friends with anyone"

Is that why I hide it so no one can see?
But how long will I pretend?

We could have so much more to say
We decide to give it to another day

So...

Captured In Her Eyes

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I’m not always as confident as I seem. There are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. Sometimes I don’t want to talk about what is bothering me. I like when boys cry in front of me (when people aren’t afraid to show what they’re really feeling). I don’t like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn’t do anyone any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt. I know what it’s like to see something funny and not laugh. I’ve been taken advantage of, used, and abused. My feelings have been blatantly disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart. And my trust in people has not diminished. To be completely honest, I hope it never does. Ever. 




Life...but how to live it?

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What if it's all I can offer?
What if my life was just meant to be this?
What if through thick and thin and the highs and lows, there's just nothing left to resist?

I've found my true calling and it's never sounded so fucking good. I know this one part of my life will keep me breathing as long as I'm part of this earth. For years I've seen things come and go (but every night I dream the same sounds). Through friends gone and battles I've lost (I've learned to follow the song inside me). One day will come when the stars in the sky will align to show that I can make something of these notes I've been hearing in my sleep. I'll show you the song inside me. I've been reduced to the chords that flow from my hands and capture my thoughts. They take them prisoner, they don't let them escape until these thoughts... these songs, are resolved. And nothing will come of my days and my nights till these notes all seem right. I'll lie awake and dream of a time when my voice will be heard and the words will come to life.

I know I'll see an end to this despair, but then I'm sure it'll start all over again. I want to know if these years have been in vain: these months spend wasting away. Obsessing over the end of days or at least the impending death coming my way. Part of me feels I'll see tomorrow, yet I'm not convinced it won't feel the same. So take me to the place I love, where fears turn to fiction and dissolve into the space above the stars and dust and galaxies. Too far to ever destroy me; I'm safe from the cosmic blackened seas whose waves cash down on me with crushing blows of anxiety.

But sometimes I wonder if things really get better,
or does the hand of time just beat us down until we surrender?

I've never been so scared of waking up. These nights just never last long enough. the sun creeps in and I deteriorate into a lonely, isolated state of existence. I hardly exist at all until the sun retreats and the night falls, and the shades of grey overtake me and wrap me in a shield of dreams. 


-Heartsounds. 

I have no idea what's going on.

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"People should be able to say how they feel-- how they really feel."
"This is not how you treat your friend."
-Tom, (500) days of Summer.

They asked me a hundred times, and I said "we're just friend.." a thousand times.

How about the truth?
How about me?

Here,
With the unexplainable things.
 
Is it possible to describe a feeling?
Because the feelings I feel,
are more than words can ever describe.

'It's pathetic how we can't live with the things we can't understand.
How we need everything labeled, and explained, and deconstructed.'

well, it's fine and fun. 

The last thing on your mind.

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Jadi gini ceritanya...

Ya bisa dibilang selama ini hidup gue emang nyantai. Gue bukan orang yang terlalu ngambil pusing dalam ngadapin satu hal, walaupun kadang juga suka panik di waktu kepepet. Contoh kecil aja, temen-temen gue ngomong "aduh ini gimana ya nanti kalau blablabla..." paling respond gue cuma "yaudahlah, gampang." atau "selow aja haha". Bukan nya engga interest, tapi gue pikir you have to talkless, do more. Masih banyak yang bisa dilakuin, dibanding harus ngeluh duluan.

Tapi kemarin gue disadarin sama seseorang. Kayak biasa, gue bangun jam 6 pagi berhubung jarak rumah gue deket sama sekolah, jadi gue engga harus bangun pagi-pagi banget. Gue bangun, terus langsung ngecheck hp. Ada 3 bbm, dan 2 broadcast. Diantara 3 bbm itu, ada satu orang yang nyuruh gue bangun 10 minutes ago. Gue liat jam, udah jam 06:33. Gue langsung mikir, gila ini orang udah di sekolah sedangkan gue mandi aja belum. 

Bukan, bukan itu intinya.

I've always taken risks, and never worried what the world might really think of me.
Di jalan, gue baru sadar kalau selama ini gue terlalu nyantai. Kayak yang tadi gue ceritain, dari gue bangun pagi aja, gue ngga terlalu peduli kalau gue bakal telat nantinya. Mungkin gue terlalu sangunis. Tapi sebenernya, setiap gue ngelakuin sesuatu gue udah siap nerima resiko nya.

Jadi mungkin, abis ini gue bakal ngerubah pola gue yang salah itu dari hal yang kecil-kecil dulu kali ya.
We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.
Beberapa orang pernah bilang hidup gue kayak ngga punya beban. Ya emang sejauh ini hidup gue enak-enak aja. Tapi ngga berarti gue jauh dari masalah dan beban. Dan karena itu, gue selalu berusaha buat keep calm dan sok stay cool setiap ngehadapin masalah hahaha.

Fortunately, I'm not smokers. Jadi, gue ngga pernah ngelampiasin rokok pas gue punya masalah. Gue lebih ngelampiasin ke nonton, dengerin musik, jalan-jalan, atau makan. Malah kadang-kadang ke belajar-_- Tapi kayak yang pernah gue tulis di postingan sebelumnya, sebisa mungkin gue ngga akan sharing masalah itu di social network.

temen gue pernah bilang ke gue,
"ngga semua orang bisa ngasih solusi yang bagus buat lo, kadang mereka malah seneng ketika orang lain punya masalah."

Iya sih, bener juga. Gue sempet nemuin orang-orang kayak gitu, dan mungkin gue ngga akan pernah sharing problem gue ke mereka. 

When I look out at the people and they look at me and they're smiling, then I know that I'm loved. That is the time when I have no worries, no problems.

to the Things You Don't Wanna Feel.

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You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel.
Feelings are a kind of emotional state that is perceived. When we experience more feelings and do not find words to express them, feelings tend to compensate that. We can close our eyes to things we do not want to see but we cannot close our heart to the things we do not want to feel.

How we learn.

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School? Or, s-u-c-k-h-o-l-e?
Beberapa orang mungkin cuma jadiin sekolah itu buat formalitas. 
Makin kesini, ke sekolah itu cuma buat dapet nilai, bukan ilmu. Yang ada di pikiran "ah, yang penting lulus diatas kkm". Datang ke sekolah tapi ngga tau tujuan pergi ke sekolah itu apa. kadang, dateng ke sekolah tapi cuma sampe gerbang (re: cabut). atau dateng ke sekolah, pas sekolah udah bubar..
When you wake up in the morning you have two choices. To go back to sleep and keep dreaming, or wake up and start chasing them.
Gue bukan termasuk anak yang rajin ke sekolah. Dateng ke sekolah aja selalu pas-pas an. gue sering minta izin ke nyokap buat absent ke sekolah. Karena menurut gue, daripada cabut mending engga usah masuk sekalian.Waktu smp, kalau udah cape klimaks gue suka minta izin pulang ke guru. Dan dalam seminggu mungkin gue bisa ngga masuk 1-2 kali. Tapi untungnya, semua itu ngga ngeganggu nilai gue. Gue males buat sekolah, tapi disaat gue harus belajar ya gue belajar.

Gue bukan termasuk anak yang diem. Cuma orang-orang yang ngga pernah ketemu gue mungkin yang bisa bilang gue pendiem. Dan cuma orang-orang yang ngga kenal gue, yang bilang gue ngga freak.
Dari kecil, gue belajar bikin mind-map about my future. Nantinya mau gimana dan jadi apa udah segudang planning A-Z yang gue rencanain. Jadi, mungkin sebenernya tujuan gue ke sekolah itu, untuk ngewujudin planning-planning gue itu. 
People learn something every day, and a lot of times it’s that what they learned the day before was wrong.
Iya, apa yang kita pelajarin di luar belum tentu kita pelajarin di sekolah.
Tapi, apa yang kita pelajarin di sekolah juga belum tentu kita dapetin di luar sana.
We learn more by looking for the answer to a question and not finding it than we do from learning the answer itself.
Masih banyak orang yang belum sadar,
Gue cuma engga mau jadi salah satu orang yang terlambat nantinya buat sadar.
Dan disaat gue terlambat sadar, gue ngga mau menyesal.

still.

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I should never have cared.
but I did care. 
I cared a lot. 
and I still fucking care. 

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that's the problem. 

here we go again, with your mixed signals and my second-third-fourth-fifth or many times thoughts.
it's funny how we always find ourselves wanting to run back to the ones we used to love, for some reason, thinking it would work out differently the second time
and for even though the promise was already broken,  I still expect it to be done. idiot?
You were never supposed to mean this much to me, and I was never supposed to fall so hard.
But I did. and that's what keeps me holding on because it hurts like hell to let you go.

Without even realizing it, you thought me a lot of things.

it's over. it's enough. pretending that feelings aren't there doesn't make them go away.
but I need to move the fuck on.



the biggest problem is, I still....................loveyou.

Just so you know

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Everyone has... that one little secret. no one, not even your best friend, knows 'everything' about you. 

this.

not everyone knows that I love photography. it's because, in a very small part, I don't have to be in the picture. but I am absolutely, definitely, positively, in love with photography. 
Because it captures every moments, which you see through your eyes.
There are so many different ways you can affect how the person feels (the impression they receive from it) by what the picture shows or doesn't show. I guess I just love the ability to capture a moment in time and go back to it whenever I want to. Photography to me is about noticing the small details in life that go unnoticed until you look a photo and see the details of a subject(s). 

That's why I try to take a picture as many as i can, because i don't want to forget every moments in my life.