Thursday, March 1, 2012

A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Desires.

The past is like a handful of dust. It fills through your fingers, disappearing, little by little. I wish for one day, I can go back in another life , where I would do things differently.


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The sayings "A dream is a wish your heart desires" might be so common, yet it's true. Well, not always true but perhaps sometimes it is. I had the worst day of all times, I had my mood swung back and forth, yet I can't help but cry. Sometimes, all you wish for is just a better day right?

Sebuah paradigma yang salah yang dianut kebanyakan orang Indonesia, dimana orang berlomba lomba untuk menambatkan hatinya pada seseorang, dimana kebanyakan orang berpikiran bahwa.. Yang namanya pacaran itu banyak enaknya. Hey, anda salah. Tidak semua yang dialami orang pacaran seindah novel novel yang anda baca, dari setiap sinetron FTV yang ditelan orang Indonesia setiap hari, namun.. tidak juga serumit Cinta Fitri yang membutuhkan 7 season untuk mencari akhir bahagia dari kisah mereka. Carilah pacar ketika anda siap, bukan ketika anda merasa anda butuh. Akan ada hal yang jauh berbeda ketika anda butuh, dan ketika anda sudah siap. Berpacaran itu.. seperti naik rollercoaster. Kita sudah bisa melihat bagaimana rollercoaster ini akan melaju, seberapa cepat rollercoaster ini akan berjalan, namun ketika kita ada diatas rollercoaster ini sendiri, kita tidak pernah menyangka. Entah seberapa banyak contoh kisah yang ditawarkan oleh novel-novel dan sinetron ataupun film luar, percayalah, tidak akan ada yang sama. Setiap kisah memiliki bagian bagiannya sendiri, dan tak akan ada yang sama.

Kita cenderung untuk menginginkan apa yang tidak kita punyai, dan berkata bahwa kita mempunyai apa yang kita tidak inginkan. Kita cenderung mempertahankan sesuatu yang sebenarnya.. tidak layak untuk dipertahankan, dan merelakan sesuatu yang sebenarnya jauh lebih layak untuk dipertahankan. Kita pun cenderung untuk melihat terlalu jauh kedepan, sehingga tanpa kita sadari bahwa sesungguhnya, apa yang kita butuhkan tepat ada di depan mata kita. Hidup terlalu singkat untuk menyakiti diri sendiri.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

A Girl Can Dream.

Hello. I cut my bangs. Short. I put on my glasses back. It feels like going back to square one! Long talk made short.. the reason why I put on my glasses back is because.. my softlenses got stuck somehow somewhere in my eyes one day. I managed to get it out but.. I'm pretty much afraid to put it back on so now I'm back using glasses. This is one important post, I know ;p

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Less than three.




Me: Should I cut my bangs short? Or keep it grows?
Him : Up to you.
Me : Ergh, you're not answering my question!
Him : Really, it's up to you. I love you for who you are, no matter your bangs.
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Me : Valentine is just one of those days, I love you everyday though.
Him : I love you everytime.

Monday, February 6, 2012

The Only Exception

And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love if it does not exist. But darling, you are the only exception... And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness. Because none of it was ever worth the risk. Well you are the only exception.

It's raining cat and dogs out there and Paramore's The Only Exception is playing on repeat to my mind. What's sounding is the sound of the rain touching the surface -and the rest, nothing even sounded..

The only thing that you can assure about life is.. everybody hurt. Everybody feel pain. No matter how much money they have in this world, no matter how much friends they have to go through days with them, no matter how much love they get. No matter how much money someone has stolen, no matter how much shots of Tequila someone choked down.. Everybody hurt. With no exception. What life offers, are simply just a pain killer. The pain's still there, but it eases off a bit.

Everybody hurt. This might not sound fair enough. But.. life as we know it, is somehow not fair at some particular point. Nevertheless, people learn from the pain. You know, life isn't as easy as school. We're examined after lesson. But life? We are examined, then lesson's learnt. We have to hurt first, so we would have known how it actually felt like. Like.. who would have known that being left over is one pain if I have never felt it? Who would have known that karma really does exist if it didn't hit me home at the first place? Nobody will have known.

Pain gives lesson. To let them know what life wouldn't tell them, literally. Because the thing about life, we were given no manual book. Ever since we were so small, no one has ever told us that life is gonna be rocky right? So, who'll do the part to tell us? Pain does.

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In another hand, I've got my IC and I look terribly awful. Till then x

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Enough said.

Have you ever felt like you're so worn out? You ran out of tears to shed?