Friday, December 30, 2011
Trapped in the Glory of Childhood
Friday, December 23, 2011
Hari Ibu: Cerita tentang Mama
Kemarin, tepatnya 22 Desember 2011, semua orang mulai heboh membicarakan dan (mungkin) merayakan hari Ibu. Entahlah, mungkin memang ada yang salah dengan saya, atau memang pandangan saya memang benar adanya.
Saya sama sekali tidak tersentuh dengan berbagai macam ucapan, tweet, status, ataupun pesan yang disampaikan oleh orang banyak tentang hari Ibu ataupun tentang Ibu mereka. Saya tidak bilang bahwa saya tidak sayang dengan Ibu saya. Saya sayang. Tapi dengan cara saya sendiri.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
PMS Notes
I wish this ability to read people can disappear forever so that I won't be bothered anymore.
Somehow I find myself in the middle of assumption and facts.
Between intuition and feelings.
Somehow I find myself in the middle of assumption and facts.
Between intuition and feelings.
And you're always be the one who pull off the trigger out of me.
Thought: Women
Since we all came from a women, got our name from a women, and our game from a women. I wonder why we take from women, why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think its time we killed for our women, be real to our women, try to heal our women, cus if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies that will hate the ladies, who make the babies. And since a man can’t make one he has no right to tell a women when and where to create one.-Tupac Shakur
This is, brilliant. What about you, gentlemen?
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Welcoming the Newborn: Milo!
So, on November 11, 2011, was born a very cute guy in Palembang. His name is Camillo Fayyadh Jamail. You can call him Milo for short (cute nickname, yes?) He is the very first son of Kak Man and his wife. Just so you know, Kak Man is my cousin from my Dad's side. He was living with us for years that we consider him as sibling. Besides, he's addicted to fashion just like me. :p
Unfortunately, I haven't had the chance to meet this cute tiny guy face to face due to my study and internship in Jakarta. I only got the pictures from Kak man and his wife; Kak Lily. And I bet that he resembles his Daddy just too much! Haha. Anyway, he has my forehead here xD
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Selamat Ulang Tahun Mama!
Hari ini, 13 Desember 2011, Mama saya berulangtahun yang ke 51 tahun! Hore!
Mungkin hubungan gue sama mama itu gak terlihat sebagai ibu-anak, lebih ke temen. Karena itu, kita sering banget berantem. Cuma karena hal kecil kadang, kayak mama lagi kumat tekanan darah tingginya, gue yang lagi PMS, dll. And do you know what? I always do feel that maybe, she loves my brother much more than me. But it doesn't really matter anymore, all I know is that every time I'm crying, my mouth automatically calls her name. Every time. I know that I'm not as beautiful as you are, as you were, when you were young. I know you're upset because I'm fat, I don't reflect your appearance. And I know that it's because you just want me to be the best. I'm still trying, Mom. I always.. (Agh! My eyes getting wet)
Mungkin hubungan gue sama mama itu gak terlihat sebagai ibu-anak, lebih ke temen. Karena itu, kita sering banget berantem. Cuma karena hal kecil kadang, kayak mama lagi kumat tekanan darah tingginya, gue yang lagi PMS, dll. And do you know what? I always do feel that maybe, she loves my brother much more than me. But it doesn't really matter anymore, all I know is that every time I'm crying, my mouth automatically calls her name. Every time. I know that I'm not as beautiful as you are, as you were, when you were young. I know you're upset because I'm fat, I don't reflect your appearance. And I know that it's because you just want me to be the best. I'm still trying, Mom. I always.. (Agh! My eyes getting wet)
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Irony
I'm shivering. And no one wants to know. Everybody's busy wanting to be heard. But no one's willing to hear.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
My Personality Chart
Saturday, December 3, 2011
ON|OFF ID 2011
Labels:
cerita,
ON|OFF ID,
Pesta Blogger,
pleasure
Friday, December 2, 2011
How are you there?
It has been a long time since I saw you.
I haven't talked to you as much as in those old days.
Do you know that every time I hear your voice, I start to crack mine?
Happy or sad, I always ended up with tears in my eyes.
They say being apart from your beloved ones will make you value them more.
Now I can say that it's true.
I know I never said this before, even in person.
But I'd like you and the rest of the world to know that..
I love you, Mom. Always.
I haven't talked to you as much as in those old days.
Do you know that every time I hear your voice, I start to crack mine?
Happy or sad, I always ended up with tears in my eyes.
They say being apart from your beloved ones will make you value them more.
Now I can say that it's true.
I know I never said this before, even in person.
But I'd like you and the rest of the world to know that..
I love you, Mom. Always.
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