hello (again)

hey, is there anyone who's reading my post? anyone? i only ask for human not that something-bot blablabla like recently spamming in some blogs thingy.

yeah yeah yeah, i need extra, double extra, brave just to log in at my blogger account. the truth is i hate being here. i hate re-read my own post. i hate remembering all those memories. this blog contains too much pain and makes scars over my heart getting worse :''''(((((

the oxymoron part is i love blogging, and i feel kinda betray this blog if i create another. i love you, yess my limited reader, friends and virtual friends. i love the feeling when this blog got new follower, or comment. i know, named me a pervert.

i dont know if this is my last post or this is last-but-not-least-post. but for now yes, am living in Depok, i got one of my SHS dream to be a college student in Universitas Indonesia. Management major at Economic Faculty. alhamdulillah, this is just another step to build suddenly morning :" i know there are soo much barrier ahead. getting further from my besties and familia, massive homesick, and so on and so on. and there is no such a love story no more. i hope i do well at this, very very well. amiiinnn.

:')

work it harder, make it better. do it faster, make us stronger. // strongger - kanye west

this time for a farewell, happy end?

the unmistakable fact is :
its so easy to be the one who judge, than the judged side.

konteks nya disini adalah dalam keorganisasian. saya baru saja menjalani Laporan Pertanggung Jawaban Tahunan oleh MMPK.

terimakasih ya Allah, Kau telah mengijinkan kami merasakan hal2 seperti ini, yang jelas akan kami alami kembali beberapa tahun ke depan.

saya mengerti betul pihak mana yang berusaha mati matian bahkan lebih dari yang seharusnya. pihak mana yang mengerti atas usaha kami. pihak mana yang melindungi dan selalu membesarkan hati kami. pihak mana yang terombang ambing. pihak mana yang memberi saran yang membangun betul. bahkan pihak yang tidak mengerti seraya sama sekali tidak menghargai usaha manusia lainnya.

untuk poin yang terakhir tidak perlu penjelasan, kami sudah cukup tahu.

terimakasih atas kesempatan untuk merasakan seberapa jauh forsiran otak dan tenaga ini hanya untuk mendapat celaan, yang salah alamat.

serta kesempatan melihat dia yang tidak berperan, mendapat penghargaan (remember: smart, the bucket of flowers). --> oke saya msh tidak terima dan heran sampai skr. KOK BISA BISANYA HLO YA AMPUN.
rasanya ingin menangis kala itu. haha.

maaf postingan ini sifatnya subjektif. tapi saya yakin kami yang duduk di kursi yang sama merasakan hal yang sama, dan tersakiti oleh oknum yang kurang lebih sama.

semoga saya tidak pernah lupa akan kemarin.
sebagai acuan untuk masa depan. untuk menjauhi takabur.

semoga mereka segera diberi kesadaran oleh Yang Maha Kuasa. (*amiiin!*)

so this is the end.

terimakasih untuk semua teman teman semasa bakti OSIS SMAN 1 Surakarta tahun 09/10.
Ameg, Nana, Afnan, Maida, partner sekbid APSEN <3
Nico, Onit, Fiki, Rido, Juju, dan semua Inti OSIS
Hindun, Mirza, Ulin, Valen, Burhan, sekbid KWH terimakasih atas kebaikan kalian :'
sekbid 1-7 yg saya lupa kalo disebutin satu persatu. we did the imperfectly great job. and its more than just a fine :)
Yudhis, Rinda, Ditta, Fi'ah, Ayya, dan adek2 komisi D MMPK. kakak salut bgt sama kalian hahaha
Anta, Engg, CP, Resita, Dini, semua yg suka banget sama LPJ bagian apsen dan semua suara yang belum sempat tersuarakan, akhirnya tersuarakan juga :P
temen2 ekskul, Lintang, Cacu, Fata, Saukat, tetep semangat
Untuk Ririh, Rio, (dan Afifan) . . . . . .

"It's never too late to do the right thing. That's what I'll do, I'll go over there and do the right thing."



// What Women Want (2000)

so what about you?








cx!

Les grandes pensées viennent du coeur.
(The greatest thoughts come from the heart)


Vauvenargues // 6 August 1715 – 28 May 1747

its kind of ridics when someone ask a location or something else and we're acting so nice, give the damn right clue without knowing who is the person exactly. its nice to be stranger. or asking them :)

sometimes its good to not knowing something.

kemarin salah satu orang terdekat saya bilang akhir2 ini saya malesin.
i just dont know what the heck is going on down here, inside my brain. i miss the moment when we dont know each other, but finding out. i miss the moment when he asked me to somewhere or gave me something that i really want that (thing or place) so bad and i felt there's fireworks show in my mind.

entah saya atau dia yang menjauh.


im so scared if we're becoming strangers. but wait? they're nice arent they?
they do. but they're not if they are you. your heart is too good to be forgotten. because The greatest thoughts come from your heart.






this post is for anyone. who feel like this.
i miss you.


cx.

its hard to say i trust you

tapi seragu ragu nya saya, masih ada rasa percaya sama kamu (walopun ngotot bilang ga percaya + marah marah parah).
mas, aku tresna tenan karo sliramu :)

It's not about keeping your promises, and it's not about following your heart. It's about security.

Young Noah // The Notebook (2004)

jaga hatiku yaa sayang..




cx!