Picky!

my mom always said: kamu jangan buru-buru, nanti pangeran kamu pasti dateng nunggangin kuda putih *something that you heard from fairytales* tapi karena mom yang bilang, I simply believe and wait for my prince to come. so, let me scream with A on A... aaaaaa!! *this a on a thingy is inpired by my past relationns with guys whose names are started with A(s), why it had to be A from junior high untill recently? dun ask me, it just happened!* hahaha~

obrolan ringan dengan Ariani mencuat kembali ke udara. Semakin tua dan semakin banyak pengalaman berhadapan dengan cowok, makin panjanglah kriteria untuk menentukan si prince charming. Dalam hal ini aku merasa kalo cewek dirugikan. gax terlalu milih nanti dibilang di mana dignity sebagai cewek?! terlalu perfeksionis di bilang picky *I still can hear Mayumi's "PICKY" in my head* =)

Tapi apa boleh buat?!, I want the best of the best in my life.
apakah itu salah?
lagian it's not only about having a "in a relationship" status.
tong sampah is the word *well not exactly* but he should be a girl's ... *you tell me the list!*
hmm.. pertanyaan ini terus berputar-putar di tempat yang sama!
gax ada jawaban yang pasti, karena semua cewek punya prinsip yang beda-beda.

tapi aku punya satu lagi pertanyaan:
kan untuk kenal seseorang dibutuhkan waktu seumur hidup?
gimana caranya kita liat quality seseorang dalam waktu cuma ...*i dunno*

soooo...
cowok-cowok jangan buru-buru..
kalau memang niat just show me the true you
*geez i never knew that I could rhyme!* =)
dan jangan pernah nebak dan mengira-ngira isi hati kedua pihak karena cewek itu mahluk super kompleks!

so my picky-ness is not a big problem rite?!
anyhow,
just be respectful and be happy!

yuhuuuu buruan dateng atuh! =P

xoxoxo
for my prince charming on his white horse

maaf dari tadi melantur... tutup mata dan tutup kuping saja asala hatimu masih terbuka!
yay!

The Lost Motivation

This is my confession.


I'm losing my motivation in many things, well obviously I'm losing my motivation to go to school and to study. I know I'm guilty but I also know that there's something going on inside me that has hindered me from being me, if you know what I mean.
Like today, I skipped my 4 hours Humanism Seminar, I came in late to the most boring lecture and I took pictures of the lecture note. Yap, I did that! I literally took pictures of my professor hand writing on the projector. I didn't bring my laptop and I'm just too lazy to write down everything he wrote with that horrible handwriting. I know I shouldn't have done that, but I feel I'm better than those who sat down in the lecture hall but doing nothing, not listening nor jotting down some notes, but playing with their freaking laptops. At least I got to hear what he said and saved the notes he gave us. Thanks to Armellie for the idea of capturing Fionna's note with her cell phone. =)

This is only an example of how I have lost my motivation and I'm telling you now that have thousands of alibi to defend my self. I'll say that I can't focus on many things at a time. I'll say i need a boyfriend!
ahahahaha~ so cheesy, eh? *I'll talk about this one later on my upcoming blog*


no matter what I have done, I really need to find my motivation back and I need to figure out how or else my life will be a total mess! HELP~~

A Glimpse from My Old School Days

This summer 2007, instead of enjoying the warmth of Vancouver's sun and laying down on the crowded English Bay waiting for the annual celebration of light to start, I went back to Indonesia. This short visit brought some sweet and sour memories to live. Today, I was re-organizing my pictures' folders and I was mesmerized by the ghost from the past and now I feel that my head is tampered by some questions that keep on coming every time I see some nostalgic stuff.

what makes memories alive?
why do the keep on haunting?
shall we not remember what had happened?
or shall we be captivated by the wonders of our memories?
when will it die?
where are the people in these memories?
are they thinking what I'm thinking when they see this old school slide show?

well, you might think that I'm stupid or even retarded by rising these questions. but honestly, all I'm doing is wondering how can we cherish every moments happened in one place? like these photographs...
how many years of my youth can they bring back into life just by seeing them?
are they as important for my school mates as they are for me?
can we cherish these memories together?
or shall it die as time runs away from us?

Secangkir Kopi Hangat dan Segelas Air.

Aku terkejut betapa nikmatnya aku menengguk secangkir kopi dengan anggunnya. Maksudku, aku tak pernah terpikir bahwa secangkir kopi hangat dapat terasa nikmat dan istimewa bila diminum sedikit demi sedikit. Biasanya aku merengkuh paper cup berisi kopi komersil dan melangkah dengan terburu-buru. Tak peduli apapun yang kupesan, kopi hanyalah minuman sama seperti air tawar, dan kuperlakukan sama saja. Mungkin sama saja dalam hidup ini. kita terlalu tergesa-gesa menyamai langkah dengan sang waktu sampai-sampai hampir tak pernah sempat menikmati waktu hidup yang manis. Hal-hal yang sudah menjadi keseharian, sama seperti air putih yang kita minum setiap hari, malah menjadi nikmat karena kita lelah mencari. Mungkin saja udara dingin dan aroma hujan yang membawa kenangan membuat langkahku melambat sejenak dan membuatku merasakan aroma manis dan hangat dari secangkir kopi yang sederhana namun istimewa karena dinikmati dengan hati.