Sunday, September 2, 2012

Gangsta Face

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To command like a boss
Crossing legs as well
Grinning from ear to ear
One leg to kick. It’s impolite
Crossing legs to him, what a view
Heroic pose, with woman bag ;)
Thanks to my man, Frenky Kristiano
I’m the gangsta, you’re the police *still grinning*


Location: Bentar beach, Probolinggo-East Java

Trees

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It’s been 2 months living in this town.
Hw’s my life so far? Feelin like a tree. It reminds me to a quote written on my undergraduate thesis attachment,
Just pretend you are a big tree. They come from a small seed, but with sun and hope, they really grow –Flix (A Bug’s Life)

To live here was not my dream, really. What I expected was to live with my mum and dad in hometown. Ya, that simple. But God took the decision, He gave me a gift.

I was only a small seed, very small seed. That moment, I had no hope, and didn’t able to see the sun. You knw, the condition was very confusing. I had to do something that I actually NEVER WANT to do. But God knows the best, He wants me to learn. I need to review myself, what I should do, and how to measure my own ability. He wants me to be independent as well, He wants me to survive in the worst condition.

I was a seed, a very small seed. But now, I have hopes, and to see the sun is something I have to do everytime I feel down. I have to be thankful for this. I’m not a fast learner, really. I’m a seed that needs more time to grow, and I’ve already grown up, one centimeter :b

By the way, composing the undergraduate thesis was not easy. I needed longer time compared to my friends, but I got through that moment by learning. I knew nothing about how to write an academic writing well, but then I learned. I wish I can do the same for everything I face this moment. I just need to do it again, “fighting”.



Monday, August 20, 2012

Eid Mubarak 1433 H

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Eid mubarak everyone!

Hw's your ramadhan? I spent my ramadhan in a town, with strangers. I meaaaan those who came as strangers before they instantly became my besties. Yaaa, life always runs like that!

Been a long time not to back to hometown, I met my lovely big family. They were soooo hilaaaarious ;) see those happy faces??? see??? You know, happiness is this simple, actually. To see the smiling faces, especially the faces of your beloved people.

Eid mubarak everyone! Wish your ramadhan was blessed and meaningful, so you're all able to have this kind of smile on Eid *BIG smile*

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Movement

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Moving to the town, somewhere I never knew before.
I don't know why I did dare for this, to move from a city to a town. Leaving my fellows and my life.

I was born in a town, but this town is different. I'm confused, that's the point. I remember when I moved from my hometown to the city 5 years ago, it didn't feel this hard. Maybe because there were my big family, while I know no one here and my job is unrelated to my major. Sad.

I'm confused.
This movement is very stressful, I'm not myself anymore. The happy me has lost. You know, people are very nice here, but I'm still lonely. Have you ever felt that way? it's feelin like hell. 


Just celebrated my birthday, this year is totally different from the previous years. I used to have my fellows around me, with a birthday cake prepared by my mum. I think God is telling me that movement is something I need to have right now. Yaaa... I'll learn to receive this condition well. If people  trust me that way, why don't I trust myself better?