Whoaaaa!

So I accidentally remembered about this blog and guess what? people are commenting on my posts! Wooop, sooo happy : D

sorry for the lack of update, medschool is a battlefield... battlefield... battlefield.... : )

Mungkin

Mungkin kamu, cuma perlu waktu, untuk tau kalau ternyata kamu sebego itu tanpa aku.
ini semua cuma kemungkinan.
mungkin seperti; mungkin sebenernya Segitiga Bermuda itu khayalan belaka, mungkin seperti; mungkin Amelia Earhart itu masih hidup, tinggal di sebuah rumah indah di atas bukit di Prancis, dan sedang enak-enaknya menikmati masa tuanya.

Mungkin seperti; mungkin sebenernya aku juga nggak perlu kamu.

Kemarin

mungkin nggak tahun 2010 kita ketemu lagi?
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Curhat

Mood saya lagi down, niatnya sih malem ini mu belajar, tapi kalo mood kayak gini tidur pun nggak bisa, apalagi belajar.
Saya nggak tau ya, ini saya doang apa semua anak kayak gini ya? Saya punya perfect plan untuk malam ini: ke Tebet, belajar sampe jam 10, besoknya bangun pagi dan pergi ke kampus dengan cerah ceria.
Tapi.................... tadi Ayah SMS, katanya kalo mau ke Tebet telfon aja, soalnya Ayah ada di rumah tetangga. Yaudah saya bales: ini lagi nungguin ayah, kapan mau ke Tebet? takut kemaleman. Case close.
Namun mbak saya naik ke kamar, bilang Mama manggil. Saya turun dan Mama bilang blablablabla yang intinya: Ke Tebetnya besok aja, besok saya berangkat kuliah dari Cinere. Saya sih nerima aja, yowes...
Terus tiba2 Mama naik ke kamar, ngebuka lemari, dan ngomentarin semua baju saya. Kok kamu beli baju mulu? Kok baju yang ini belom pernah di pake? zzzzzz abis nggak sih, saya cuma iya iya doang sambil main internet.
Disini saya mulai kesel, udah gak boleh ke Tebet malam ini, bongkar bongkar lemari dan ngomentarin semuanya, kayak saya ini nggak ada benernya aja deh.
Terus tiba-tiba Ayah dateng, manggil saya dan nanya "Ayo cepetan katanya mau ke Tebet? Keburu malem?" jegeeerrrr! saya ngelongo "loh kata Mama besok aja?" Bokap bingung. Inilah akibatnya kalo orangtua kita lupa kalo dunia udah maju dan telepon dan bahkan HP sudah diciptakan.
Saya pun ke atas, siapin buku dan tas dan baju, ketika bokap tiba2 bilang lagi: yaudah ke Tebetnya besok aja.
Ya Allah pengen nangiiiiiiisssssss rasanya sekarang.

I'm feeling like a mess right now, not in the mood to study, to sleep, to even hear a joke.


ps: sorry if this post is a mess too

You

How are you?

Are you happy?

I have this crazy thought just 2 seconds ago:

I might have to let you go before you broke my heart

Because it's 1:30 and I got another mid-exam on Thursday

somehow, we're an owl

“I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual symptoms.”
--- Iris, The Holiday
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