Weekend ini mentok. "The Buku" ngga nambah-nambah halamannya.
Susahnya cari inspirasi, especially when I wasn't depressed. Yup, depression atmosphere is my inspiration best time.
And the depression start to evaporated when I know that there'll always a way out for everything. As long as we brave enought to realize the way out existance.
I don't know whether I should be happy or sad about this.
You tell me lah..
Monday, February 23, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Another Farewell
Hari ini, gw kembali ada dalam suasana farewell.
Seorang manager yang mengabdikan hidupnya hampir tiga puluh tahun di perusahaan ini.
You'll be amazed how this man has been committed with the comapany and sometime make me think that he's being too much.
But still, loyalty is loyalty. And I was amazed by that. Three years I know him, but feel like forever. Deep sad. Touchy.
Bye Pak Firman, hopefully we can still meet each other. You remain in my heart as a special one.
Wish the video I and GM made can make us remain in your heart.
Seorang manager yang mengabdikan hidupnya hampir tiga puluh tahun di perusahaan ini.
You'll be amazed how this man has been committed with the comapany and sometime make me think that he's being too much.
But still, loyalty is loyalty. And I was amazed by that. Three years I know him, but feel like forever. Deep sad. Touchy.
Bye Pak Firman, hopefully we can still meet each other. You remain in my heart as a special one.
Wish the video I and GM made can make us remain in your heart.
Song that keep echoing in My Head, Now
Fading Like A Flower
by: Roxette
In a time where the sun descends alone,
I ran a long long way from home
to find a heart that's made out of stone.
I will try,
I just need a little time
to get your face right out of my mind,
to see the world through different eyes
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go.
Every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
Tell me why?
When I scream there's no reply,
when I reach out there's nothing to find,
when I sleep I break down and cry
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go.
Every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
Fading like a rose,
fading like a rose,
beaten by the storm,
talking to myself,
getting washed by the rain,
it's such a cold cold town.
by: Roxette
In a time where the sun descends alone,
I ran a long long way from home
to find a heart that's made out of stone.
I will try,
I just need a little time
to get your face right out of my mind,
to see the world through different eyes
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go.
Every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
Tell me why?
When I scream there's no reply,
when I reach out there's nothing to find,
when I sleep I break down and cry
Every time I see you oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go.
Every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
Fading like a rose,
fading like a rose,
beaten by the storm,
talking to myself,
getting washed by the rain,
it's such a cold cold town.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Reuni SMPN 4 Bogor Angkatan 1994
It's been days after 14th February, but I still can't get rid of the cloud.
Not that nobody accompanied me celebrating valentine. It's because I cant make it to the Reunian.
I miss several reunian too. But it's not this hard.
A very good friend even called a day after, "Indah, last night was no reunian. I hestitate to MC without you. Your picture was everywhere on the slides we enjoying."
Swear, bukannya gw GR. But Junior High School is the time that is my golden time. I love you guys. I am very sorry I cant make it.
Not that nobody accompanied me celebrating valentine. It's because I cant make it to the Reunian.
I miss several reunian too. But it's not this hard.
A very good friend even called a day after, "Indah, last night was no reunian. I hestitate to MC without you. Your picture was everywhere on the slides we enjoying."
Swear, bukannya gw GR. But Junior High School is the time that is my golden time. I love you guys. I am very sorry I cant make it.
Rubbish and Aulia
It's how the UK guys refer to garbage, waste, something is dirty and low.
And it remind me of someone very unique, name Aulia, a junior friend that I met again at university. Not that she's rubbish.
Aulia is a very unique girl for she always feel confidence about her self, even when we're on our junior scholl time. The time where every girl were always want to be accepted by the society. Busy of being exist. Attached with popular community.
Aulia did not like that. She's being alone and she look OK with that. Not get irritated with all the pressure. She cut her hair very short when every girl busy to have long and beautiful hair. She have her lunch alone, only accompanied by her walkman. Everyone thought she was weird. I think she's weird too.
Than, I met her again in college. Surprisingly, she's not change even a bit. Than I start to admire her. Cool.
And what is this story related with the title?
Aulia did not let rubbish in to her life. She's probably attached with some community but not the mainstream community which she might think is rubbish. She looked like ignoring the mainstream, but she's probably ignoring it because it's rubbish for her. Waste. Garbage.
Live Aulia !! (where are you now, girl)
And it remind me of someone very unique, name Aulia, a junior friend that I met again at university. Not that she's rubbish.
Aulia is a very unique girl for she always feel confidence about her self, even when we're on our junior scholl time. The time where every girl were always want to be accepted by the society. Busy of being exist. Attached with popular community.
Aulia did not like that. She's being alone and she look OK with that. Not get irritated with all the pressure. She cut her hair very short when every girl busy to have long and beautiful hair. She have her lunch alone, only accompanied by her walkman. Everyone thought she was weird. I think she's weird too.
Than, I met her again in college. Surprisingly, she's not change even a bit. Than I start to admire her. Cool.
And what is this story related with the title?
Aulia did not let rubbish in to her life. She's probably attached with some community but not the mainstream community which she might think is rubbish. She looked like ignoring the mainstream, but she's probably ignoring it because it's rubbish for her. Waste. Garbage.
Live Aulia !! (where are you now, girl)
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Beautiful farewell
Belakangan, gw banyak terlibat dalam kondisi "perpisahan"
As my previous posting, gw ngga nyaman ada dalam kondisi ditinggalkan atau meninggalkan yang mana adalah kondisi akibat dari perpisahan.
And what makes it hard is that I don't feel much comfort in my time alone.
I'm scared of loosing. I have high demand on being attached. I worship partnership.
And so I learn to enjoy my alone time. Handle the nerve. Invite the calm in to the soul. Try to believe in my self. And the strength is even stronger when these last two days, faizi didn't cried seeing me leave home for work in the morning. Instead of crying, he smiled and kiss-bye ing, keep repeating it until I can't see him in the road edge. As if he told me, You're OK being alone, Bu, You still exist in my heart even we're in distance.
So, farewell is not that hard as long as you believe that you are gonna be just fine. And when you're being "ikhlas" having the hole in your heart due to the farewell, means you let God make beautiful plan to cover the hole.
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As my previous posting, gw ngga nyaman ada dalam kondisi ditinggalkan atau meninggalkan yang mana adalah kondisi akibat dari perpisahan.
And what makes it hard is that I don't feel much comfort in my time alone.
I'm scared of loosing. I have high demand on being attached. I worship partnership.
And so I learn to enjoy my alone time. Handle the nerve. Invite the calm in to the soul. Try to believe in my self. And the strength is even stronger when these last two days, faizi didn't cried seeing me leave home for work in the morning. Instead of crying, he smiled and kiss-bye ing, keep repeating it until I can't see him in the road edge. As if he told me, You're OK being alone, Bu, You still exist in my heart even we're in distance.
So, farewell is not that hard as long as you believe that you are gonna be just fine. And when you're being "ikhlas" having the hole in your heart due to the farewell, means you let God make beautiful plan to cover the hole.
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
My Advice to The single (sok bijak)
Bitter
Sweet
Love is love
One way
In return
Love is love
Laugh out loud
Cried out loud
Love is love
But never fall in love coz you're lonely, because
actually, people feel the most comfort when they're alone.
So, fall in love to balance the life.
Enough laugh, enough silence, enough boredom, enough desire, enough talk, enough arguing, enough time together, enough time to be alone, enough friends.
Love is not something massive, fight for, sacrificing
it is the most simple thing in life. Just ask your heart, it tells you right away.
Sweet
Love is love
One way
In return
Love is love
Laugh out loud
Cried out loud
Love is love
But never fall in love coz you're lonely, because
actually, people feel the most comfort when they're alone.
So, fall in love to balance the life.
Enough laugh, enough silence, enough boredom, enough desire, enough talk, enough arguing, enough time together, enough time to be alone, enough friends.
Love is not something massive, fight for, sacrificing
it is the most simple thing in life. Just ask your heart, it tells you right away.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Hartaku Paling Berharga
Faizi
Menguatkan kerapuhan hatiku
Menggantikan kehilanganku
Menemani malam-malamku
Menghangatkan darahku
Menjadi alasan hidupku
Membutuhkanku sebesar kebutuhanku akanmu
Teman seperjuanganku nantinya
Penjaga masa tua ku
Menguatkan kerapuhan hatiku
Menggantikan kehilanganku
Menemani malam-malamku
Menghangatkan darahku
Menjadi alasan hidupku
Membutuhkanku sebesar kebutuhanku akanmu
Teman seperjuanganku nantinya
Penjaga masa tua ku
All Collide
Previous posting di bawah ini adalah tulisan one of my best friend...touchy, isn't it?
Don't you ever feel that kind of feeling?
When you know that something is enough in a certain level of feeling.
It happen when you feel very deep but you somehow realize that you can do nothing to let it grow and make it real.
Therefore, you'll feel grateful to God that you can at least have the feeling.
So..
You will give up
You will cry
You will feel lonely
But..
You will grateful
You will learn
You will get humbler
All Collide
Thanks for the inspiration, Prut.
Don't you ever feel that kind of feeling?
When you know that something is enough in a certain level of feeling.
It happen when you feel very deep but you somehow realize that you can do nothing to let it grow and make it real.
Therefore, you'll feel grateful to God that you can at least have the feeling.
So..
You will give up
You will cry
You will feel lonely
But..
You will grateful
You will learn
You will get humbler
All Collide
Thanks for the inspiration, Prut.
Izi ku
Izi ku lagi pinter banget sikat gigi nya.
Ngga cukup satu kali, dia akan minta nambah odol ampe 4 kali dalam satu kali mandi. he he he
Check his teeth out...putih bersih..ada yang berminat jadiin izi model buat pasta gigi anak???
Ngga cukup satu kali, dia akan minta nambah odol ampe 4 kali dalam satu kali mandi. he he he
Check his teeth out...putih bersih..ada yang berminat jadiin izi model buat pasta gigi anak???
Monday, February 2, 2009
Puisi buat Izi
Two hardest week
Not to kiss your cheek
Hold you tight
and warm my night
Izi ku sayang yang imut
Ibu miss kamu a lut..
Zjg, China, 22 Jan 2009
Not to kiss your cheek
Hold you tight
and warm my night
Izi ku sayang yang imut
Ibu miss kamu a lut..
Zjg, China, 22 Jan 2009
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