tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64735657574839764042024-02-07T22:29:39.538+07:00私は自分の夢を愛してUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-41587329229168218902012-11-11T19:33:00.003+07:002012-11-11T19:33:21.176+07:0011.11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">today is finally be the day of what so called FAREWELL. there are two sides of feelings here. first one, i'm proud much of you dear Vinita Sutjipto, S.H. you're doing great in college and now you pass it well. for only 3 years and 2 months, quicker than ever i think. i wonder how my turn would be on 2014 :p</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Vinita, knowing you is more than just blessing.. being your dorm-mate is a fine reality, but being your closer friend is really a GIFT. i'm happy for you, and always will.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">but today you actually were leaving this dorm for good. back to your home where your belongs to be, and start your life all over again in a different way. you know what, i really cudn't even relieve this sad feeling. i want you to be here with us for much longer times :( </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Vin, thanks a lot for being my "mami" here. for giving your super spirit to do everything perfectly and teach me how to give 100% up for my goals. you're amazing, dear. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">hope this friendship would be everlasting and our togetherness would still remains for...forever? :))</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">absolutely.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i heart you. </span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-82466144257252923342012-05-02T10:45:00.000+07:002013-05-02T10:45:45.061+07:00SECUPLIK KISAH TENTANG CINTA<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Hidup itu mudah, tapi tidak semudah membalikkan telapak
tangan. Aku belum benar-benar tau tentang hidup, entah dinamikanya, entah
alurnya, entah hasil akhirnya. Yang aku tau, aku berproses untuk menjalaninya. Menanamkan
segalanya yang terbaik yang aku bisa. Bukan hanya terbaik untukku, tapi juga
untuk semua elemen yang ada di dalamnya. Segala dimensi yang akhirnya ikut
berbicara, termasuk emosionalitas, rasionalitas, logika, dan perasaan. Sejak kecil,
yang aku tau, aku selalu diajarkan untuk menjadi seseorang yang baik, jujur,
dan apa adanya. Jika nantinya harus ada eksplorasi diri di dalamnya, itu bagian
dari proses pengembangan diri yang kutentukan sendiri. Tapi ada satu, yang
selalu ayah titipkan untukku, yang selalu dibuktikannya padaku, yang selalu aku
rasakan sampai detik waktu aku menulis semua ini, yaitu CINTA. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayah selalu berkata, bahwa tidak ada hal yang lebih penting
dibandingkan dengan karunia dan hadiah terindah dari Tuhan untuknya, yaitu
Bunda, dan anak-anaknya. Ayah selalu berkata bahwa aku adalah salah satu kado
terbesar, termahal, dan terindah untuknya. Tidak ada yang bisa menggantikanku,
sekalipun uang, karena aku adalah harta yang tak ternilai untuknya. Dari situ
lah semua tulisan ini tercipta. Dari cinta. Ayah tidak menuduhku egois ketika
aku berkeras pada pendirianku. Bukan karena ia sok baik atau mengalah, tapi
karena cinta nya yang begitu besar.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayah tidak pernah mambiarkan aku untuk menangis. Jika emosionalitas
melampaui batas garis kewarasanku, Ayah selalu menjadi sosok Imam yang bisa
menenangkan. Bukan menyerang balik, melainkan memahami segala perbedaan yang
ada. Pro dan kontra itu biasa, yang luar biasa adalah kepalangan dada untuk mau
saling percaya, bahwa tidak akan ada darah yang saling menyakiti. Darah lebih
kental daripada air. Untukku, ayah adalah segalanya. Aku tidak butuh orang lain
lagi selain ayah dan bunda. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Sampai usia senja, bahkan jika memang kita sudah harus
berada di dua kehidupan yang berbeda sekalipun, percayalah bahwa Ayah akan
selalu mencintai kamu melebihi apapun di dunia ini. Sekarang prioritas ayah
adalah masa depanmu. Ayah akan selalu berada di belakangmu, untuk menjagamu. Ayah
akan selalu berada di sampingmu, untuk menjadi sahabat yang tidak akan pernah
mengkhianatimu. Ayah akan selalu berada di depanmu, supaya kamu jangan sampai
mengambil langkah yang salah” begitu kata ayah.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayahku tidak pernah memikirkan kepentingannya sendiri. Karena
untuknya, kebahagiaan itu datang dari dalam hati. Kebahagiaan yang sempurna
adalah ketika melihat orang-orang yang kita sayangi juga merasa bahagia. Kebahagiaan
yang abadi adalah ketika kamu mampu mencintai jiwamu sendiri dan jiwa orang
lain. Bukan raga. Bukan tubuh. Tapi cinta, yang murni, suci, kekal, dan abadi.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Ayah akan selalu tersenyum bangga padamu, atas segala
cita-citamu yang pasti tercapai. Ayah akan menghadiri hari kelulusanmu, ayah
akan selalu menjadi partnermu yang setia sampai kamu benar-benar siap dan
matang untuk menyelami kehidupanmu selanjutnya. Kamu tau, sayang, kebahagiaan
ayah adalah ketika melihatmu tertawa lepas tanpa beban, tersenyum manis tanpa
paksa, dan air mata haru penuh kebahagiaan. Hanya itu, sayang. Ayah tidak akan
pernah bisa memaafkan diri ayah sendiri jika harus membuatmu tersakiti,
menderita, dan menangis..” masih kuingat jelas kata per kata yang selalu ayah katakan.
Ayah, sumber kekuatanku untuk berdiri dan melanjutkan hidup. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayah tidak pernah menghubung-hubungkan antara perasaan dan
logika. Ayah selalu bisa mengklasifikasikan antara cinta dan rasa iba. Ayah selalu
berkata bahwa di dalam keluarga, logika hanya akan dipakai sebagai pengantar
kata, namun substansi yang berbicara adalah perasaan cinta sebagai anggota
keluarga. Harta yang paling berharga untuk ayah adalah keluarga. Selalu terlihat
dari sorot matanya yang begitu penuh dengan kelembutan. Ayah selalu memilih aku
dibandingkan dengan ego nya. Dua puluh tahun berlalu dan masih sama. Ayah
selalu memperlihatkan aku bagaimana menjadi orang tua yang baik dan bijaksana. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Ayah, jangan pernah meninggalkan aku” pintaku suatu hari.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Ayah tidak akan pernah meninggalkan kamu. Bahkan sampai kamu
beranak-cucu pun, ayah akan selalu ada untukmu. Ingat selalu pesan ayah,
sayang, bahwa cinta itu tidak lekang oleh waktu. Meskipun suatu hari nanti raga
ayah sudah tidak lagi ada di dunia ini, tapi jiwa ayah akan selalu mencintai
kamu. Doa ayah untukmu akan selalu mengiringi segala jejak langkah hidupmu. Karena
aku, Ayahmu, sangat mencintaimu” ayah memandangku dan menghujam ke kedua bola
mataku. Aku tau, ayah sungguh-sungguh. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Jika suatu hari nanti ada hal lain yang membahagiakan ayah,
apakah ayah akan meninggalkan aku?” tanyaku kemudian.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">“Sayang, hal yang paling membahagiakan untuk ayah adalah bisa
bersama-sama dengan istri dan anak-anak ayah di sisa-sisa terakhir hidup ayah. Ayah
tidak butuh hal lain. Harta sekalipun tidak akan bisa menggantikan kebahagiaan
dan kehangatan sebuah keluarga. Bahkan kadang, kita sebagai manusia harus
belajar dari binatang. Mereka tidak punya akal budi, tapi mereka punya esensi
perasaan yang sangat luar biasa. Komitmen, dan kesetiaan. Ada cinta, untuk
sebuah kebahagiaan” jawab Ayah membuatku meneteskan air mata.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayahku, memang sehebat itu. Ayahku memang luar biasa seperti
itu. Tidak ada yang aku tambah-tambahkan, tidak ada yang aku tutup-tutupi. Jika
aku harus menulis, inilah kenyataan yang ada. Ayahku tidak memihak, karena ia
selalu berada di pihakku. Ayahku tidak memilih, karena aku bukan pilihan yang
harus dipilih melainkan bagian dari pilihan hidupnya yang memang sudah melekat
secara abadi. Tidak ada yang bisa memutus pertalian darah meski perceraian
sekalipun. Ayahku adalah hadiah yang paling luar baisa yang pernah Tuhan
berikan. Jika aku harus mengulang hidupku, aku akan tetap mencintai ayahku. Karena
ia mencintai aku lebih dari apapun, dan lebih dari siapa pun. Karena ia memilih
aku sebagai bagian terpenting dalam hidupnya. Karena ia, selalu menganggap
keluarga ini begitu berharga.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayah, ini adalah secuplik kesan yang begitu mendalam untukku.
Ayah, ini memang tentang dirimu. Terima kasih untuk segalanya. Terima kasih
atas segala cinta dan kesetiaan yang ayah berikan dan ajarkan dan tularkan. Terima
kasih untuk segala kebahagiaan yang ayah berikan sampai saat ini. Terima kasih
karena tidak pernah egois, ayah. Terima kasih karena selalu mau bersabar dan
mengerti dan bijaksana dalam mengahadapi aku, si kepala batu ini. Maafkan aku
untuk segala keegoisanku, Ayah. Maafkan aku untuk segala yang aku perbuat, jika
mungkin aku pernah menyakiti hati Ayah.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Ayahku, bukan pahlawan revolusioner, tapi selalu menjadi
pahlawan terhebat di hatiku. Ayahku, bukan seorang <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">superman</i>, bukan juga seorang artis, bukan juga seorang miliyuner. Hanya
satu yang aku selalu tau. Ayahku, adalah AYAH TERHEBAT DALAM HIDUPKU.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;">Aku mencintaimu, ayah. Ayah segalanya untukku. Hanya itu saja.
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-12526439554598406792012-04-16T14:36:00.000+07:002012-04-16T14:36:36.579+07:00it's blessing!<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">say hello to the world, to the happiness, to you, and you! yaaaa hello everyone! :))</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">2 more days to go to candidate's debate of MPM in my campus and yet i feel so nervous just by thinking about it once.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">thanks a lot for my success's team-mates! you go rock guys \m/</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">it's all Your blessings, Lord.. i don't care if later 2 more weeks i'll win in the voting's day or not at least i'm doing good right now :) </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">the simply conclusion of all is, i don't obsessed to get the highest position.. all i want is just getting my chance to sit there, doing organizations and show the world that i do exist in this world. i wanna give something to the world to remember that jessica kencana ever lived in this black and white maybe world.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">God's speed! o:) </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-42255623859776454322012-04-11T22:29:00.002+07:002012-04-11T22:29:48.784+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>i live to LIFT, LEAD, and LOVE !</b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-83614039660305556062012-02-24T14:35:00.000+07:002012-02-24T14:35:22.131+07:00<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>"i regret it ended, but don't feel sad"</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">found it once and i was sure laughing loud. how can a man who was ever saying he loves you, asking you to be his girl, shouting at you, begging you to come back with him COULD really wrote it somewhere. so the fact is, i am the one who has to write this thing:<b> "at least i know who he really is". </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">but thanks a lot for you, cause you have realized me seriously that i have to find the one who could treat me well, love me as i am-as my busy time-as only what jessica really is. i'm not comparing nor making reason to judge, but i'm just thankful to God, cause i really found it maybe :)</span><br />
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-52218574226347367682011-11-25T21:29:00.000+07:002011-11-25T21:29:04.608+07:00magically november<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">1.11.11</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">worst condition. got sick. pain was inside and out.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">11.11.11</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">great surprise from chao. michelle's good news. much better.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">those were unlimited blessings. still, God has His own way to make me happy.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">yes, i'm happy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">:)</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-84083927343110750572011-10-23T12:10:00.002+07:002011-10-23T12:10:11.810+07:00Adrian Hood - Brown Eyed Blues<iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/upH58FT9Zak?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-31481466481638963392011-09-30T20:08:00.000+07:002011-09-30T20:08:22.078+07:00HELL-O !<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">finally, oh finally i'm really writing again this time. goshhh i miss <i>me</i> time so damn much! yet i have passed these hectic-hell-tiring weeks for sure. started from my microbiology's laboratory included with its unconditional reports, tasks, papers, more papers, many kind of tests, meeting, and viola's classes. i surely need some refreshments. seriously. but then i found out that i was enjoying my busy days indeed. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">4 more hours to welcoming october. time flies. everything has just changed too. next week i will face my mid-terms and i still haven't ready thou. just keep positive thinking and believe that everything's gonna be perfect unless i try to make em :D </span><br />
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-46804833672774609362011-09-19T22:10:00.000+07:002011-09-19T22:10:22.906+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">still believe, all things which hv done for these 18 years in my life, give something both bad and good. all i know, it's all unlimited blessings </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">:)</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-79572204642156786472011-08-03T12:01:00.000+07:002011-08-03T12:01:23.400+07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSlfw4WscVaQ2BtuxO6dfKk5vntpoBcsy1yEmvG2rvcvwqosKsW3L0kc3nDTDe1Oqu2Zbn9_FUHgVTtWHKZwpDNfSH-FM6jTPFcXuZ3sIUR6H3RseiOSa99Pe_co5UidT6m_ioumFQvqt/s1600/tumblr_lp89g0jwLB1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="110" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSlfw4WscVaQ2BtuxO6dfKk5vntpoBcsy1yEmvG2rvcvwqosKsW3L0kc3nDTDe1Oqu2Zbn9_FUHgVTtWHKZwpDNfSH-FM6jTPFcXuZ3sIUR6H3RseiOSa99Pe_co5UidT6m_ioumFQvqt/s400/tumblr_lp89g0jwLB1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i got this via tumblr and just reblogged it from <span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.lovequotesrus.tumblr.com/" style="color: red; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">lovequotesrus</a>. again and again, it's common story. ///</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">and i've just ever been in that scene. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">most ppl will meet this on my twitter, or bbm's status. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">and i, actually hardly can't wait until the date really comes. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">August, 6th</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">. just for showing the world that i'm so a lady now. screw daddy's crybaby girl. problems come and go, and those were even killing me, but ya now on i really loose my tears. maybe i just don't have it anymore. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">my ego, my imaginations, really brought me into the world i don't know. i really was a stranger there, it was cold and scary. instead i worried. it was so dark. and it will never be my world. never.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">then what's my exit? just smile. the only power of mine, even if sometimes it's just fake, but yes, smile could heal everything. especially my emotions, my worries, and i feel no more afraid after that. it's magic :)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i decided to be a loser again here. after having such a long-and unfinished conversation with my grandpa, i choose to give my resign's letter to my boss. he was right. i'm just pushing my body and brain to do something i don't really need. money. he doesn't want me to collect some money as my own if it could make me get so much boring in college. once again, i accept it and it's actually right.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">then what else? love. again and again i was just smiling outside, and tiring inside. i have three love's letters which so much need answers asap. my heart keeps in silence. and i do silent. i have no idea to answer it. i mean it. been taken in a relationship really draws a traumatic in me. so i hate to be falling in love, then do this, do that, lalala, then what? brokenhearted. old song. always like that. and i don't wanna be a part of those kinda stories anymore. it's enough already.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">so, i choose to think hardly about it, then i will make my own decision later </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">*when i'm so much ready to make it.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">my life begins just now. i am lovely and i am loved. it has to be true. second path was i have to smile whatever the situation is. the more important thing is how to make my life cheerful.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i'm sure everyone ever heard this or maybe read this somewhere. and it's true. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i have a power, and the power is smile. my smile brings happiness in everywhere i go. it accompanies me wherever i walk. it makes a sign that my life is full of blessings, no doubt, just let problems flow. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i thank GOD for anything He's given to me. for families, friends, colleges, works, talents, money, and the most risky thing :<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> love</span></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">if everyone says this is common story. so yes it is. and i do hate that fact. ///</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">gosh. what if i never have a good heart, and me, is just someone lost in human's world but actually i'm such vampire. it would be nice. nicer maybe. then what? maybe just maybe, ya okay noted. childish? not at all. i'm proud to say i'm maturer than before, this is the positive's side of being brokenhearted girl. only this. not say i'm not happy when everyone's happy thou. i'm just dying inside and out. really. it's risky.</span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">lalala, i'm too much complain recently. trust me i hate of being such a fool, and fussy (complainer). crap. pff!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">apathetic. maybe you never know this, but sorry i hate this. like-so much hate! seriously.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">so i'll find out about these immediately, and leave it if it's the best choice. leave it means leave you. read this, and remember that. and i'm still get my happiness in the end, with or without you ;)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">for <b>you</b>, someone who intentionally makes me fly up high and drop me down so loud,,</span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">i will never let you feel victorious. </span></b></div><div><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-3263332977800211292011-07-15T22:35:00.000+07:002011-07-15T22:35:40.789+07:00mood's booster :)<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bQNwFOlWAbs?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-49493615173299110132011-07-06T23:08:00.000+07:002011-07-06T23:08:33.625+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">the truth goes to you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> i just can't handle it</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-27488846960329957332011-06-28T22:57:00.001+07:002011-07-07T14:48:52.319+07:00future<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">dearious,</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">family, especially mom and dad, grandparents, i'm proud of you all. proudly says thanks for everything i've ever gotten til now since i was just a baby. thanks for the loves, prays,supports. thanks for everything. i feel so full of blessings for having you all in this life. and actually i'm not even a baby girl anymore. mostly people call me young lady. don't you feel that it's right to be proved? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i know you're afraid cause now i'm no longer living here. i'm far away from home. being a stranger in my adventure. but i'm happy hey :) surely happy, really enjoy it. actually for this work, i love my work. i love writing, i love music, i love my life. and i still hate smoke.</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">*i'm not writing that i hate smokers. no offense.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">my life has just begun. out from this house, find my real me, realize of everything in front of me. future. i know what i wanna get in the future, and how to get it. you all don't have to worry. for my sister and brother, both of you still know what's my only dream, right? if God wants me to be something, then i'll be. it's all God's plans. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">for every 'gentle' men who ever caught my heart then put it away, i never hate you. despite the fact that you're all damn player, i still believe you all have a good heart. we're humans. we're searching for the best. while you couldn't ride the riddles, what will you do? give up. everyone will do it. but it's really not who i am.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">end up, but not give up. for every breathe, for God's sake, i will never give up for everything if there's still times to make it true. finding love is like finding a formula in bible. waste your time. tiring. dying.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">what for the next? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">hanging there for a future? maybe i get the answer. future is all that i have to release. being good engineer, writer, best daughter, sweet grand daughter, and lovely-irreplaceable wife for my husband and greatest mom for my children. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">so, there's no one has to be worry or thinking too much. i'm ready for this long journey. i'm completely strong enough for this adventure.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">future.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-55992876260695118852011-06-28T19:51:00.000+07:002011-06-28T19:51:29.181+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>i heard you're a player</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">so, let's play a game!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's have sweet talk</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's play fight</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's talk 24/7</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's tell each others good morning and good night everyday</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's take walks together</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's give each other nicknames</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's hang out with each other's friends</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's go on dates</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's talk on the phone all night long</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's hold each other</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">let's kiss and hug</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">and whoever falls in love first?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>.loses.</b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-88947158169443441112011-06-20T19:43:00.001+07:002011-06-27T19:54:05.690+07:00GOD took you :'(<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKS49J5VwBqZDSJRtK7FWMlfCpyGTKpyEC5PVwcibL0-J5teVLmNcNqSXuuK5Z9GNSeF_yJ5Rr4hZ-gWT9ckvCTnmI960Q2kpg0T03Y3EjJGaMDVAznFtK6RTyN5gtJ0DxNuwjh2eBtqe/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMKS49J5VwBqZDSJRtK7FWMlfCpyGTKpyEC5PVwcibL0-J5teVLmNcNqSXuuK5Z9GNSeF_yJ5Rr4hZ-gWT9ckvCTnmI960Q2kpg0T03Y3EjJGaMDVAznFtK6RTyN5gtJ0DxNuwjh2eBtqe/s320/a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i wish i still have a time to talk with you, my motivator, dad and bestfriend, mr. Yulius Mukin. i've known you since i was in high school. you're totally different with others teachers. you turned my heart delightful, ever made me believe that love does exist. you said about everything i confused. you motivated me as well. even thou when i was too much mellows in dawn when everybody just fell asleep. for every words you talked to me, you took me into your world. real world. that i don't have to be afraid cause God is real. and His love is endless. surely i believe. when i feel all alone in Bandung, you called me, ever gave me some texts of prays. you said God has His own way for me. just last week we met each other. i saw your face. at least for the last. you smiled at me. we're shaking hands. i do believe you're still alive even your body has vanished by the time. God took you cause he loves you. and i love you, still less than what God does. sleep well, pa.. will always love and pray for you. miss you already. miss all the memories. miss all your tricky words. miss your voice and smile. at least, i do buy your book today. every page i read, that's every second i'm sure you're still around. forever, you're irreplaceable. still, you're my motivator. thanks for the inspirations of life.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">:')</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-82727426582156038082011-06-19T19:41:00.000+07:002011-06-27T19:43:43.939+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">about holiday or something like holiday.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i enjoy this refreshments. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">like no one cud ruin.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">feel so free.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">enough.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">love </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">it</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-48957014363176492672011-06-12T04:30:00.000+07:002011-06-27T20:25:29.437+07:00~<div style="text-align: center;"><i>i <b>must not </b>falling in love with you. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>how can it be if<b> i've already</b> fallen?</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-77836851681754701812011-06-10T22:45:00.000+07:002011-06-10T22:45:34.226+07:00insomnia<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>insomnia</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">why does it come every night?</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-40269033123854727752011-06-09T03:19:00.000+07:002011-06-10T22:30:18.713+07:00what's love?love is kinda abstract thing, no one can absolutely define it until they feel it. everyone has a love, not in a mouth, not even words, love is a feel. it has a simple place in human's heart. love gives a lear how to understand everyone, to give some attention, to forgive, and the important thing is to love. love is not about couple, love is about life. about everyone. about taking care and understanding. so when you tell someone that you love, what's the point that you can describe more than just saying that simple word?<br />
<div>actions and feel. you just need both of them to express what love is. to make everyone trusts you that you love them a lot. cause when you do nothing about love, you have to be ready for being left. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>j e s s h </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-68222807174934765332011-05-29T14:59:00.002+07:002011-05-29T14:59:44.475+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>Sometimes, things are so obvious that you can't realize what it is until it hits your face</b></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">-larger than words</span></i></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-16860165022674345142011-05-23T07:45:00.002+07:002011-05-23T07:45:39.979+07:00:p<div style="text-align: center;"><i>every words that you ever wrote on twitter about me, will just make you get bored in the end. happy enjoying your boredom ;)</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473565757483976404.post-83621602842331767342011-05-21T13:41:00.000+07:002011-05-21T13:41:48.725+07:00lately happiness<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">okay so i've done my final exams. byebye 2nd semester and welcoming my real holidays. many plans, but short time to make it all real. at least, i'm not only living in my home sweet home for these 3 free months. let's take long journey to another city or country. yet, lately i feel so happy. look like this happiness really comes around me. every time. every day.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">surely thanks GOD for it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and so i know that i love bandung exactly, especially after i found my girls in this house. yes it's our home. we share everything, we ate anything LOL, and we were born for something. actually i faced so many problems, for many days, many times, pretended to be blind and deaf, met those sick people, haha it's so annoying. but, seriously it's fun!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">that sadness and loneliness brought me here, just opened my eyes to see this whole family, i'm not all alone. for every viola's class, i enjoy it. for every design's jobs, thanks GOD i got this chance. for many people around, oh no i feel so full. it's all happy. i'm sure this is happiness. and there's no one could ruin this. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">lately, i'm so happy. i'm saying good bye to my problems, and say hello to the world (again)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i love this life anyway</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">x)</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0