TURQUOISE EYE

akhirnyaaa, gw beli juga penutup mata buat tidur!, bisa tidur nyenyak sembari roommate gw ngerjain tugas dengan lampu yang menyala.

warnanya turquoise pula.

xoxo

GRAFIS.GRAFIS.GRAFIS

udah lama ga nyentuh grafis, kangen juga,

kebetulan ada temen yg minta tolong bikin logo,

i miss you graphic design

PILIHAN

emmmm, LIFE.
gw selalu suka ngobrol atau nulis tentang LIFE.
luas. unik. hitam. putih. naik. turun. iya. enggak. salah. benar.
hahahaha.

kuncinya cuman 1 sih, menurut gw,
hidup itu pilihan,
gw ga peduli orang nglakuin hal yang bener atau salah,
gw lihat dr perspektif abu2 aja deh, hidup itu pilihan.
mau A ya tinggal tanggung resiko A', mau B ya tanggung aja tuh resiko B'

LIFE IS GOOD!
kata seseorang yg gw kagumi:
sesuatu yg ngga kita kontrol, lama2 akan mengontrol kita.
: out of control.

yang simple2 aja, mengontrol pilihan2 di keseharian hidup kita.
dari hal2 kecil, ga perlu ribet2, hal2 kecil lah yang memulai sesuatu yg besar, cieehhhh, hahaha
memilih makan buah daripada gorengan, memilih bayar cash daripada hutang, memilih dress up daripada compang camping.
yaa nyantai aja yg menurut kata hati nyaman dilakukan,...
NYAMAN!

gw jg masih belajar tentang ini kok,
i just love to share, ^^

CAPUNG

gw pengen banget nih kacamata...tapiiii kayanya tiap nyari selalu kegedean deh,
temen gw slalu jawab kegedean, kalo gw tanya, >.<
gara2 muka gw yg bisa dibilang size nya "s" kali ya, huh!!

apa sugesti mereka doang yaaahhh???? kan emang modelnya gede, huahhhh, pengen!

HAPPY FEET

my favourite color!!! turquoise!!!

and I have it on my feet!! 

SEE YOU.!

i choose to talk to you my blog,
everytime i feel random...

.............................................................
talk to you.
then, i'll get an idea what i have to do..

I'm tired of something,
can't figure it...

let me take my own time,...
in silence,

i do wanna share with you a lot, but maybe later,
if i have a lot of spare time with you...
only with you, okey my blog...see you.! ;)

DEAR MR. PRESIDENT - PINK

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you? 

MY SWEETEST REGRET

14 juli 2011 . 01. 40 AM

gw habis kumpul ama temen dan main kuis love languages.

and my result is quality time and physical touch.

About physical touch. gw tiba2 keinget nyokap gw and i really wanna hug her.

kadang dia peluk gw kenceng banget, kaya one day maybe she can't do it anymore,

tapi gw ngga pernah nyadar dan nyangka kalo hal itu bener2 terjadi.

KITA ITU MAHAL YA,

gw lagi asik baca buku "postcard from heaven" nya ricky setiawan,

di judul ke dua soal intergritas....

gw mulai analisis integritas diri gw sendiri,

yahhh ternyata gw agak kecewa sih, sedikit demi sedikit gw mulai kompromi akan hal ini....

terkadang, keinginan, keegoisan, kekecewaan, rasa iri, kurang bersyukur, buat diri kita mulai coba2 kompromi dengan sebuah integritas.

dan lama2, semakin terbiasa dengan hal-hal tersebut, tanpa menyadari bahwa kita telah meninggalkannya.

G.E.N.G.S.I

M.A.L.U

M.O.O.D.B.O.O.S.T.E.R

M.O.T.I.V.A.T.I.O.N

YOU ARE AN INTERMEZZO

you

i don't know how to like you logically

now

my heart doesn't beat hardly,

i don't want you passionately

but

you come and go

beg an excuse to think about you

i don't like you logically, but you sit mannerly on my mind

i like you illogically, but you don't beat frequently on my heart

you

don't you know?

how i call you...

i call you...

yes, i call you

an intermezzo...

you are an intermezzo

TURQUOISE

29.06.11 - 12.26 AM

i feel blue,

not so blue...

i don't have a specific feeling or description of this

but if you ask me about a color to describe it

i just can say

i'm blue...

i think i need a lil' green...