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Mencintai air harus menjadi ricik

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Mencintai cakrawala harus menebas jarak

MencintaiMu harus menjelma aku

Sajak Kecil Tentang Cinta
—Sapardi Djoko Damono

Finally I can taste the real chocobi! ❤ ❤

"Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I’m supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me,
God answered in silent reverie.
I said a prayer and fell asleep."

- “Dream” - Priscilla Ahn

(Do As Infinity - Heart)
English translation:

The faraway sky I gazed at
after opening the blinds
is so blue that I could cry.

We embark on a journey
to an unfamiliar city
in pursuit of a dream.

Everyone always carries their solitude and walks on;
even so…

I think I can now understand
what the most important thing is :
You’re here in my heart — that’s all it is.
I can be kind to everything.

If only time would go by rapidly during nights when I’m alone…
If only time would go by slowly when we’re together…
Even though I pretend to be tough, I actually want to embrace you.

Until a day comes
when we can stay close together forever,
let us have flowers bloom in our hearts.

Let’s believe and forgive each other
so that their light
will not be extinguished by tears.

Even if we’re far apart,
we are right next to each other in spirit.

Like the sky that continues forever,
I want to continue loving you in the future.

I want to send these feverish feelings to you
right now with a song.

tATu - All About Us

Really fall Yulia Volkova’s haircut in this video.
Really love this song since the beginning.

Reblog and bold what applies to you

Btw ini gue copas dari tumblr-nya si @bhaktiyogiswara :p

My personality:

  • I’m loud.
  • I’m obnoxious.
  • I’m sarcastic.
  • I’m cocky.
  • I cry easily.
  • I have a bad temper.
  • For the most part I don’t like people.
  • I’m easy to get along with. well at times
  • I have more enemies than friends.
  • I’ve smoked weed.
  • I drink coffee.
  • I clean my room daily.

My appearance:

  • I wear makeup. 
  • I wear a piece of jewelery at all times.
  • I wear contacts.
  • I wear glasses.
  • I HAD braces. 
  • I change my hair colour often.
  • I straighten my hair often.
  • I have a piercing .


Relationships:

  • I’m in a relationship now.
  • I’m forever alone.
  • I have a crush.
  • I’m always scared of being hurt.
  • I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.
  • An ex has physically abused me at least once.
  • I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.
  • I’ve been in love more than two times.
  • I believe in love at first sight.
  • I believe lust is more important than love.


Friendships:

  • I have a best friend.
  • I have at least five friends.
  • I’ve gotten a phone call in the last 48 hours from a friend.
  • I’ve beaten up a friend.
  • I’ve been in a serious fight with a friend.
  • I can trust at least five people with my life.


Experiences:

  • I’ve been on a plane.
  • I’ve been on a train.
  • Someone close to me has died.
  • I’ve taken a taxi.
  • I’ve taken a city bus.
  • I’ve taken a school bus.
  • I’ve gone bungee jumping.
  • I’ve made a speech.
  • I’ve been in some sort of club.
  • I’ve won an award.
  • I’ve spent 24 hours on the computer straight.
  • I’ve been in a physical fight.


Music:

  • I listen to R&B.
  • I listen to country.
  • I listen to pop.
  • I listen to techno.
  • I listen to rock.
  • I’m one of those people who play songs repeatedy until I hate it.
  • I hate the radio.
  • I love music
  • I download music.
  • I buy vinyl.


Television:

  • I spend at least six hours a day watching television.
  • I watch soap operas daily.
  • I’m in love with Days Of Our Lives.
  • I’ve seen and liked the O.C.
  • I’ve seen and liked One Tree Hill.
  • I’ve seen and like Americas Next Top Model
  • I’ve seen and like Popular.
  • I’ve seen and like Gossip Girl.
  • I’ve seen and liked/loved Crminal Minds.
  • I’ve seen and like Everwood.


Family Life:

  • I get along with both of my parents.
  • My biological parents are still together.
  • I have at least one brother.
  • I have at least one sister.
  • I have at least one step brother/sister.
  • I have at least one half brother/sister.
  • I’ve been kicked out of the house.
  • I’ve sworn at my parents.
  • I’ve made my parents cry.
  • I’ve lied to my parents.
  • I’ve lied to my parents about where I am.
  • I’ve lied to my parents about what I’m doing.
  • I’ve lied to my parents so I’d be allowed out.
  • I’ve been grounded.
  • I’ve walked out while grounded.


Hair:

  • I’ve been brown.
  • I’ve had streaks.
  • I’ve cut my hair in the past year.
  • I’ve dyed my hair in the past year.
  • I’ve been blonde.  
  • I have black.
  • I’ve been red. 
  • I’ve been light brown.
  • I’ve been blue/green.
  • I’ve gotten my hair thinned.
  • I use conditioner.
  • I’ve used silk therapy.
  • I’ve used hot oil treatments.
  • I’ve curled my hair. 
  • I’ve straightened my hair.
  • I’ve ironed my hair.
  • I’ve plaited my hair.


School:

  • I’ve yelled at a teacher.
  • I’ve been suspended.
  • I’ve had an in-school suspension.
  • I’ve been sent to the heads office.
  • I’ve walked out of class. 
  • I’ve skipped an entire day of school.
  • I’ve skipped a whole class for a month.
  • I’ve failed a test.
  • I’ve cheated on a test.
  • I’ve helped someone else cheat on a test.
  • I’ve failed Art.
  • I’ve failed P.E.
  • I’ve failed Math.
  • I’ve failed another class.
  • A teacher has called my parents.
This kind of stuff is always fun…

"Patience with others is Love, Patience with self is Hope, Patience with God is Faith."

- Adel Bestavros (via agareds)

Selamat datang, tingkat akhir!

(Sebuah catatan yang ditulis sedikir terlambat)

Tingkat akhir berarti tinggal dekat lagi langkah saya menuju garis kelulusan. Yang berarti pula, menuju perjalanan dan perjuangan lain yang tentu jauh lebih panjang.

Tingkat akhir berarti sudah dua tahun saya meninggalkan semua yang saya cintai di Semarang: Bapak, Ibu, dek Elin, dek Inna, Ikhsan, Solla, Dito, dan banyak sahabat lain yang hingga kini masih saya rindukan. Kemudian dari sini muncul pertanyaan besar: Setelah lulus nanti, berapa kali Tuhan memberi kesempatan saya kembali memeluk mereka?

Ratusan insan baru yang saya temui, ratusan kenangan pula saya rajut dengan mereka. Ratusan insan yang saya tinggalkan, berapa banyak kenangan yang saya lupakan? 

Di tingkat akhir ini, kembali saya menoleh ke belakang.

Merenungkan siapa saya sekarang
apa yang telah saya lakukan
sudah adakah yang mampu saya banggakan?

Dua tahun ini, saya berkeras melawan perihnya masa lalu.
Dua tahun ini, saya berkeras melawan ketakutan.
Dua tahun ini, saya mencoba menjadi saya.
Dua tahun ini, saya yakin Tuhan selalu bersama saya.

Tingkat akhir berarti tinggal dekat lagi langkah saya menuju garis kelulusan. Yang berarti pula, menuju perjalanan dan perjuangan lain yang tentu jauh lebih panjang.

Demi kamu.

Ya, saya akan terus berjuang.

"Dance like the Maiden, Laugh like the Mother, Think like the Crone."

- Druid.

Will I become someone great, Mom?

Daughter : Mom, will I become someone great?
Mom : What are you talking about, honey? Of course you will :)
Daughter : I don't think so. I just....
Mom : What?
Daughter : I am not that great. The people, they're so cool out there. Fabulous singers, amazing musicians, doctors, actrees, writers. OMG, they're all great, Mom. Well, I am not that great.
Mom : (smilling) Look at you, honey.
Mom : To be great, you don't have to be a stranger. You don't have to change anything, it's just you. Just the way you are
Daughter : But, should it be proud of? I just wanna be a simple woman. You know, marry with someone, birth three or four children, see they grow up healthy. Just, live as a houswife. I am expecting that simple life.
Mom : (smiling) look at this, sweetheart. Everybody has its own part. The great one is he/she who does his/her part well. So whatever you will become, just do it well. Anyway, you know what, to be a mother is the greatest choice I've ever made, cause I have you now, dear
When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:
"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."
When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What will I try?
Should I paint pictures?
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:
"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."
When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart said:
"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."
Now I have children of my own.
They ask their mother, "What will I be?
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:
"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Que sera, sera!"
written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans

CIN(T)A

Annisa: "Ga guna deh lo gombalin gue. Ga mau gue sama lo."
Cina: "We’re so fit for each other. Kau cantik, aku ganteng. Kau yatim, aku piatu. Kau bego, aku pintar. Kau…"
Annisa: "...Kristen, gue Islam."
Cina: "Exactly. Ntar kita bisa di display-di Taman Mini. Jadi simbol kerukunan umat beragama."
cozydark:

Geyser of Hot Gas Flowing from a Newborn Star |
Resembling a Fourth of July skyrocket, Herbig-Haro 110 is a geyser of hot gas from a newborn star that splashes up against and ricochets off the dense core of a cloud of molecular hydrogen. Although the plumes of gas look like whiffs of smoke, they are actually billions of times less dense than the smoke from a July 4 firework.
This Hubble Space Telescope photo shows the integrated light from plumes, which are light-years across.
Herbig-Haro (HH) objects come in a wide array of shapes, but the basic configuration stays the same. Twin jets of heated gas, ejected in opposite directions away from a forming star, stream through interstellar space. Astronomers suspect that these outflows are fueled by gas accreting onto a young star surrounded by a disk of dust and gas. The disk is the “fuel tank,” the star is the gravitational engine, and the jets are the exhaust.
When these energetic jets slam into colder gas, the collision plays out like a traffic jam on the interstate. Gas within the shock front slows to a crawl, but more gas continues to pile up as the jet keeps slamming into the shock from behind. Temperatures climb sharply, and this curving, flared region starts to glow. These “bow shocks” are so named because they resemble the waves that form at the front of a boat.
In the case of the single HH 110 jet, astronomers observe a spectacular and unusual permutation on this basic model. Careful study has repeatedly failed to find the source star driving HH 110, and there may be good reason for this: perhaps the HH 110 outflow is itself generated by another jet. continue reading

Friend

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you,
and together we will search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

For all my friends in the world.
Forever missed, never forgotten.

— Elna Lalita 

(Source: dfntlee.blogspot.com)