Symmetry

I said A

You heard B

I meant C

You thought D

I wanted E

You did F

What are we?

Are we living in a different world?

Or are we just different?

So we couldn’t understand each other?

Kenapa harus ada perpisahan?
Kalau sama suka kenapa harus berpisah?
Kenapa Tuhan membuat aktivitas yang namanya berpisah?
Bukannya berpisah itu menyakitkan?
Kayanya perpisahan itu benar-benar kata terkutuk.
Biasanya aku cuma ketawa kalo dengerin lagu-lagu mellow tentang perpisahan, pasti mikir ‘ih, gila mellow banget lagu ini’
Eh sekarang kayanya aku kena karma.
Bukan aku yang berpisah, tapi aku liat orang yang aku sayang pisah.
Rasanya sedih ya, ternyata lagu-lagu mellow itu ga bisa diketawain.
Karena aku juga jadi mellow sendiri.
Seandainya ada freezer buat waktu.
Jadi semua akan tetap sama sampe kita bosan dan muak, jadi kalo berpisah pun rela.

Don’t you realize that the biggest pressure comes from your expectation?
The expectation that makes us stay where we are and can’t move forward.
And now, all you can do is only blaming others.
Go back to where you want to be.
It’s 21st century..

Menunggu adalah hal yang paling saya benci dalam hidup ini..
Tapi kalu menunggunya sambil mendengarkan kalian sih
100 tahun pun aku rela menunggu.

Dua jalan bercabang dalam remang hutan kehidupan
Dan sayang aku tidak bisa menempuh keduanya
Dan sebagai pengembara, aku berdiri lama
Dan memandang ke satu jalan sejauh aku bisa
Kemana kelokannya mengarah di balik semak belukar

Kemudian aku memandang yang satunya, sama bagusnya
Dan mungkin malah lebih bagus
Karena jalan itu segar dan mengundang
Meskipun tapak yang telah melewatinya
Juga telah merundukkan rerumputannya

Dan pagi itu keduanya sama-sama membentang
Di bawah hamparan dedaunan rontok yang belum terusik
Oh, kusimpan jalan pertama untuk lain kali
Meski tahu semua jalan berkaitan
Aku ragu akan pernah kembali

Aku akan menuturkannya sambil mendesah
Suatu saat berabad-abad mendatang
Dua jalan bercabang di hutan, dan aku-
Aku menempuh jalan yang jarang dilalui
Dan itu mengubah segalanya

Robert Frost [1916]

My little sister was throwing up after taking a long nap..
I’m so worried about her condition.
Get well soon, little angel! I love you :’)

You brought me happiness
You brought me sadness
You brought me everything I’m not
Everything I always wanted to be
You made me laugh
You made me smile
You made me cry
You made me shout
You made me feel different

You killed me
Then, you healed me

In the end, all you’ve done to me….
I accepted it all with eagerness

I don’t want to be like this
You make me like this.
Well, it’s not your fault…
It’s not mine too.

So, let’s just smile together
And share our love,
I hope I will always be your Ever Lasting Friend..

It’s you
It’s you who knocks me off of my feet.
You, who makes me would do anything.
You, who makes me crying in the middle of the night, just because of thinking about you.
You, whose hands I can’t reach.
You, who makes me screaming like crazy and whining like a baby.
You. Are. Crazy.

I’m feeling a great regret for knowing you and loving you this much. So great!

Sometimes I think about how things work in this world.
But then,
I never find the root.

This is my first update from Tumblr mobile application for BlackBerry. I’m so happy :)
Now I can share my own thoughts anywhere everywhere I want. :D
Really, what a great day!

When I see my life, I imagine about nothing.

When I see your life, I imagine about everything.

Why it could be like that?

Is my life really not worthed?

I want to make it noticable.

How?

That’s for me to find out.

It’s you, I want somebody like you.

I want you, really want you.

I’m sure I want you.

You’re just like my perfect match.

My perfect man, my perfect guy.

I told myself “Do you know this phrase? ‘Too good to be true’”

Yes, that’s you.

I want you

You are hard to get.

We are so far apart

We don’t belong together.

I said to myself “If I got him, I will be the happiest person in this whole world”

But, being the happiest person in this whole world is impossible, that’s why, getting you is impossible.

The more I think about you, the more I lost my sanity.

My desire for you, is unbearable, I just can’t stand it any longer.

Tell me, what should I do?

I dreamt about you last night.

But, what’s the point of dreaming about you?

In the end, it’s only a dream.

Don’t get so excited.

I still don’t know what to do…

Lately, I wonder…

What have I done?

About my life,

about my mind,

about myself.

I have done nothing

nothing to make it better, or make it worse.

I am just nobody..

Why am I still being a nobody?

Because,

I don’t take risk

I fear of risks.

I can’t stand being out of circle,

out of the line.

I was just a kid, a girl not yet a woman.

I kept thinking and thinking everyday..

Is it the life that I want?

Is it who I want to be? Just it?

Is it? Is this it?

I didn’t know the answer until…

Yeah, until one day

I realized, and told myself this.

“I am not done, I do not know what I want to be, or what my life would be, but I know.. I am not done with just this.”

I smile

yeah, I did something that makes me a woman.

what is it?

I don’t share it with you guys.

Life won’t go as we like forever.

We will always say “Oh no!” or “Crappy hell!” or something like that.

I am too.

Some people said that I am getting fatter.

Some people said that I am getting darker.

Someone said something that I don’t want to hear.

I will say “Oh no!”

What is the point of saying those words?

The tragedy will still be there, right in front of your face.

I am thinking,

what should be done to prevent problems?

The answer is “nothing”

Problem itself will always chasing you.

So stop saying “Oh no!”

and face it.

Time goes by so fast.

I take a look at my family albums.

I see me and all cousins are so young and happy playing together.

We don’t know what we will be, who we will be.

We don’t give a shit to all problems which are chasing us that time.

Really is a fantastic moment. I wanna be like that again. So careless

But I’m starting to think that being mature isn’t something that we have to worry so much.

Sometimes, being mature means that we can see world more beautiful.

Well even we will know world isn’t as beautiful as we see before.

Sure! I, sometimes, feel tired about being mature.

Can’t do something I really want, can’t say something I really like to say.

One we can’t deny, is destiny.

I just can say one thing to myself, and maybe to you.

Enjoy your life, while you still can.

Don’t be sorry for being a grown up..

Regret always come later.

The funny part of my thought is,

I keep thinking about most of my cousins are getting married and having children.

and I wonder that my time is getting closer to be one of them. Married person, I mean.

I shudder at the thought of me being a parent. and married.. I keep wondering, married to whom?