Broken hearted-genic

I hate it when my heart's broken. DU-H! Who's not? But, I like it too. Because when my heart's broken, suddenly I felt like everything is gone and I'm the only one in this world. Very quite. Very calm. Just me and my heart.

And at that time, I became a very creative person. So many ideas, energy, came to me. Broken hearted is sad, but I only can heal it with writing. So I keep writing, and writing, and writing. And when my heart finally healed, the world, as if I never notice it before, seems so beautiful. Bleh,it might sounds cheesy but it is what I felt.

Call me masochist, sometimes I miss those moments,the last moment to be exact. I miss writing actually..sigh.

                                                                                 pic: i just googled it,sorry.
                                               just that plester won't heal it, haha.

I hate when my heart's broken, but I love how it feels when it healed.







                                                                                                   

Have you enjoyed this short life?

You humans are such foolish creatures. I mean, your lives are so…short yet you spend the majority of your time doing things that you don’t want to do. Going to school when you’d rather travel the world, working at jobs you hate, dealing with people you dislike and chaining yourselves to lives you detest instead of giving yourselves the freedom to enjoy what’s left of your fleeting lives before the end comes.

~ Eclipse, An Eternity of Eclipse

And that makes me wonder, have I enjoyed my time? Have you?

credit: as tagged

Tandem skydiving, this is what I called enjoying life...

One of many things I have to do before I die.

Back to Basic

Abis jalan-jalan liat blog teman..(hihi, mengejutkan!), saya jadi mikir, rasanya saya lupa buat apa saya pertama kali bikin blog ini. 

Saya bikin blog ini buat nulis, nulis buat diri saya sendiri lebih tepatnya. Saya lupa itu.

Hihi, saya lupa betapa asyiknya nulis, sampe menelantarkan blog ini...

Janji deh, setelah ini mau sependek apapun tulisan saya, saya mau tulis langsung di blog ini.

Yang penting saya puas sama tulisan saya dan saya senang.

Anggap saja ini second come back saya (caelaaaahhh...). Dan saya ga peduli mau nulis pake gue kek, aku kek, saya kek, atau bahasa inggris yang ancur lebur, yang penting nulis! Kalo ada emoticon yang bisa mewakili perasaan saya saat ini adalah gambar orang pake ikat kepala ala jepang, mata berapi-api, mengepalkan tangan dengan gambar api atau ombak memecah karang di latar belakang. Sadiiiiissss...

Udah dulu deh, kebiasaan jelek saya nih adalah kalo udah nulis kepanjangan suka keluar jalur, bleber-bleber.  ciao~

Reflek itu semacam kebodohan in disguise?

Gegara iklan permen starburst,tiap denger lagunya so7 yang sahabat sejati,otak reflek nyanyi 'sahabat sejatiku,permen starburst kesukaanku~'

Gegara acara Asal,tiap denger kata 'apa motivasi kamu ...' otak reflek nyambungin jadi 'apa motivasi kamu ikut Asal?' dan berbagai macam jawaban semacam 'karna saya pengen bgt ktmu artis x', 'krna kata org2 saya mirip bgt artis x' juga refleks melintas di otak.

Dan gegara kamu, tiap denger kata cinta, aku reflek pegang jantung. Takut ini terbang dan jatuh,hancur berkeping. Lagi.

Standing Egg, Clover and a Date!

Jadi ya... saya jatuh cinta.
Lagi.
YA. sama lagu.
the MV is so sweeeeettt. even though I don't understand the lyrics (trust me I already googled it, but I got nothing!) but you can feel the sincere and sweetness in his voice. Ukulele, colorfull baloons, amusement park, sunny day, cute boy, a date, ah..I'm melted! bahaha...

 어느 파도, Eoneu pado, some waves. hmm...

oh the singer is Clover, member of standing egg, a band from korea. their song is great too. you should check this one..  

welcome to korea indie band! hehehe

new motto?

u know, i got new motto for my life i mean just for my situation now.  here it is:

Search, Apply, Get Hired

yes! that's my new vini, vidi, vici!


i'm playing hide and seek now,  oh job, joooobb... come out come out where ever you are. 

oh, tomorrow i'll go to bandung. to take the japanese test, and i haven't read anything, at all. what will be will be. that's my another motto!hahaha...wish me luck :)

In the Waiting room

I live in the waiting room. What kind of waiting room? Who am I? You don’t have to know, there’s not much story about me that I could tell. But I do have stories to tell, not about me of course, it’s about them. The waiting room’s temporary occupants. Not that I love to ear-drop, but they just too loud to be ignored. So it left me to listen all their stories, and now you’ll listen to it too.

• In the waiting room, memories #1.

       When goodbye is the best for us.

They came hand-in-hand, and sat side by side. Both didn’t look at each other, just stared at the white floor. Their shadow reflected at it. The boy’s voice broke the silence.

The boy said, “ Hope you’ll find someone better than me…”

The girl said, “ You’ll always be the best one for me. But the fate says the other words. It wouldn’t fit us. This world couldn’t accept us. Maybe you’re the one who deserve someone better than me..”

…

“then good luck for you, for us”

Then they left the waiting room, no longer held each other’s hand. After bid the last goodbye they went to separate way..

One thing that they didn’t know, both couldn’t hold their tears anymore.

Once again the waiting room became so silent. Left me with one thought,

Maybe, the best one is not always be the right one for us. Maybe…

semoga ga ada spelling and grammar nazi yang baca ini, bisa berabe diketawain. kalaupun ada yah maklum aja, namanya juga belajar..hehe.