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I know the title sounds so serious, i found it first then tried to create these line and i dont think i did some justice to the title. Any way this is the only poem that made me so in love, in a delirious way.... there's a day between todays and tomorrows when our lives arrangedly clenched with those lines that explain how world treats us where admiration and promises are layed unsonsciously that soon we'll be more than just this distance between here and there, so often i wonder if there's even a slight doubt that tomorrow's sun will shine on us in unity.... not just the sun that shines on me shines on the moon that shines on you. august 24th. 2007 |
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lately i keep on forgetting important things to do, started with forgetting to take my student id card. it's been ages! then i forgot to contact the teacher that will help me at the high school i will practice teaching. forgetful omie.... thank god i never forget that i'm fasting lol. maybe because its been a hectic life lately, with all the jobs and thesis and a friend came to town. hell yeah it was fun to show him around although with a little fear that he wouldnt like my town. but he does! dung drun dung.... i'm determinated to spend the day of tomorrow going outside since i've been "hiding" for 2 days.... hahaha hello sunshine!! |
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Sunday, 10th sept 2007 i intended to come to my campus to meet my lecturer, to discuss about my thesis. It sacrificed the meeting with the school i would teach soon after the Ied Fitri. And quite confusing the way my 2nd lecturer asked questions and the stares [LOL], he really attacked me and i wasnt really prepared for that, what a bad student i am. Then i saw these people doing exercise in pretty dumb moves. It was for the orientation day of the new students, i used to be part of them , then part of the committee. Hard to say which one was better, being the new student or the committee. Both got pressure from the senior, both tiring. I prefer to be the senior, like this year.... i spent time to just watch people screamed and shouted at nothing [at people but for no reason, most of the time]. Hilarious how my seniors [even the drop-outs came for this] did the exact same things just like when i was the new student and committee. An act of fight between the senior and the committee. Then nasty how they made people did physical things [read: push ups,] literally kissed the floor. i made some videos of this day, i think i'm gonna send them to friends.... Hehe indonesians' students orientation day........................................ |
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someone used to say this frequently, that life goes on without you meaning that some people dont even bother about you being alive or died. LOL there are some people i miss, i know they "kindda" miss me too but then when i see them online, the sense is different. We then not in the mood to say hi to each other because the last time it ended up with nothing to say. We're living in diffrent situation and i dunno maybe they try to disconnect with the past??? doesnt mean that i'm part of bad past huhhuhu... So it's better to wait ages until we finally meet in real life, maybe next life hehehe.... |
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little girl is sitting next to a driving momma excitement appears on her cute face as her tiny lips burst words rapidly i cant hear them for this window that blocks us must be something about new song she's just learned or naughty snotty boy did silly thing in the class suddenly she stops and stares at a big billboard a famous artist is coming to town, her eyes say finished with her amazement, she looks at me i smile, busted for watching her and she smiles back, pointing her finger to the green light we then head to different directions selamat jalan gadis kecil...... |
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it's been quite a long time since i wrote my last blog. fiuh... and a new comment woke me up and i decided to write... here i am. whats new with me??? quite alot, now i'm quite into teaching and soon, very soon gonna teach at school. not as a job but graduation requirement as it is i hope i can graduate soon. next year, 2008 will be such a tremendous time to graduate. i'm working on my thesis, if only my lecturers would be more cooperative. i'm dealing with the wrong people. HOHOHO. besides that i also have some jobs, all parttime and so i still have times to spend [read: napping] last big project i had was being an interpreter for this swedish and vietnamese who visited their company branch. for 4days i was stuffed by these languages of their business, and oh gosh! they also did the dirty talk and asked me to translate it, damn i was the only girl there. pretty much i was in the corner esp. when the vietnamese asked for a massage. Yaiks! he said "i need massage and i have money, rather than giving it to someone else, can you massage?" but i knew what he meant was a plus plus massage. and he was freaked out when he ordered for massager from the hotel they sent him an old lady. Hwakakak poor him. then what else.... ah ya i've been in this circle of friendship, a dangerous one actually. but i'm a big girl who knows who i'm dealing with and how. but yet it was so sweet when i knew someone was worried about me being contiminated by that person. that person is a girl, older than me, who has so different perspective about life and love. if i think so asian [by this i mean real ancient asian lol] she thinks the other way, she thinks she can sleep with anyone and anyone can sleep with anyone. totally not what i would like to think about. she's fun to be with sometimes, when you need someone to talk to. but what she discuss with you would be the same thing again and again. hehehe one more thing, last night i dreamt about the he-who-may-not-be-named guy, no he's not voldemort. he was a guy in my past, recent past. he proposed me but then i found out that he was not more than a seed-spreader [gosh i love that term] and he lied to me about having a baby [or babies] with someone else. it was good to know it at the right time thou, thanks for the circle of my friends. so..... in that dream, i saw him i was behind him and i called him. as he saw me he gave me this weird stare and smile as if he was amused on how i was bold enough to say hi to him. still, even in that dream he was a jerk! i dunno why i dreamt about him dung dung dung.... that doomed english man! what a story eh???? |
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Okay, so a long long while ago, my dad baught some cuccumbers at the market. They were bad cuccumbers. I said something about it. I said dad needed to inspect the veggies before he buys them. My mom got pissed off at me and said I wasn't thankful for anything my dad does for me, and I'm all like, "What the fuck?! I'm very thankful for everything dad does for me!" And we had this big fight. Anyway. Xenimus, and online game, worked fine on my mom's computer. My dad messed with my mom's computer to try to make it work faster. Suddenly Xen doesn't work right, the screen is completely black. I say I think it's Dad's fault because HE messed with the computer. Makes sense, doesn't it?! Well, Daniel get's pissed off because I'm blaming Dad. He says I'm not thankful for anything Dad does for me. I said something about if anything's blamed on dad everyone has a heart attack, and Daniel comes running at me. I thought he was going to hit me. He stopped right above me and yelled at me. Daniel hits me all the time, not with his full strength, and it hurts. I was afraid that he was going to hit me with his full strength, and that scared me. I am thankful, and I say thankyou every time dad does something for me. Why the fuck they think I'm not thankful is beyond me. Maybe me blaming Dad for things that -are- his fault means I'm not thankful? Bullshit. If I say anything's Dad's fault, everyone gets pissed off. Yeah, Dad has high blood pressure and his hard of hearing. Yeah, he's not the healthiest person, but that doesn't mean everything he does is perfect. My family needs to learn that just because dad has health problems doesn't mean nothing's to be blamed on him. Okay. What do I blame Xen not working right on? Oh! How about this! Let's blame my dog. Yeah. Or lets just blame me. I'm the only one that stuff is allowed to be blamed on anyway. |
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Send your voice in a letter In a way I can remember you better With the words I know you’d say On a vivid day in the end of May Send your voice in a letter Before this memory gets older Show me places you’ve been And those faces and souls you keen Send your smile on the air Though you’re not here, I think it’s fair Coz when the warmth reach me I know you give it sincerely…….. |
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Haha! It's been 2 years! since I've posted. My life is good now. I see a therapist once a week, in fact I'm going to be seeing her during lunch tomorrow... er... today. oO; Thursday~ March 1st. 8] My brother left for college, and my other brother came back from college, cause he failed out. x] Now he's going to a community college instead. Erm... yeah! Maybe... I'll post more later... 8D |
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i'm f***ing tired with all these things, and when i finally talk to someone i really want to talk to, it doesnt go well. Isnt that such a crap??? i really want to cy, here and now. tired body and soul, and no where to go.... nice thing that happened to me today was this junior in my school, i'm sure today that he likes me. i think he asked me out but...... my friend started to complain to the fact that i always got younger people[brondong], but it wasnt my fault right???? |
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It was a day when I ran away with Bépé to this forbidden place (it’s not as sinful as it sounds) and on the bus we took to avoid trouble I saw a man with his 4 or 5 children. I think they didn’t have big age difference to each other and they looked cute in their simple clothes which didn’t look like any other kids clothes. The man’s clothes also looked the same, he looked so ordinary but among the rest of us he looked extraordinary. He certainly caught my attention the second he stepped on the bus. It took me ages to find out why he got a special place in my memory (when I told a friend about that man, he thought I had a crush on him) and the key was when I watched Lord of The Ring; The Return of The King. [In the end of the movie Samwise Gamgee comes home and his son runs to him, his wife and daughter wait in front of his little house surrounded by flowers]. That’s exactly what I could imagine that man had, he’s my Hobbit. And maybe he’s also my role model for something in the future. Another story of another man on the escaping bus: He sat next to me and as the bus rolling on the street I saw his reflection on the window. He was so near and yet so far, he had no idea I was looking at him. And it was one of the moments of my life, because instead of being anywhere else he chose to be there with me. |
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it just popped into my mind suddenly that i dont feel or sense like before. even when i sing "top of the world" or those cartoons theme songs, i lose the sense. that's terrible.. long before that......... one night before i go to sleep i thought about someone and a reality showed, he's never liked me-not that much. so many times i've seen it but denial was easier. the next morning i like him less |
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closed at work last night it went well i learned front line well kinda well bart was trying to teach me. then talked with alison and bart about life then went to barts house and cuddled and watched connan ah the simple things in life.. (hahaha and no eddy i dont mean my underwear) my life is going well kisses ariel |
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something weird happened to me like a week ago, in the classroom while we were waiting for the lecturer. i sat next to my classmate, he was busy talking to someone at the front row when someone behind me called him. in the good intention to help i tapped on his back and told him that someone's called him. what happened next was that he looked at me in his disbelief and said "ooh omi, it's so canada". HAH!!! i was puzzled and abso-bloody-lutely asked what have i done that made him so overreacted. he didnt answer me, instead he smiled and asked me to do it again. "Do what?" i said still puzzled and just unthoughtfully tapped on his shoulder that made me regret it because then he looked like he got a great goosebump. then he said again "it's so canada..." Hey what did i do? that's a big question of a life time lol, but (QUES) did i make him.....(u know what i mean) just with a tap on his back? |
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....yeah think i did, to the person i like the most in this universe. Pathetic, i was trying to tell him how i felt (not feeling to him though). He got it wrong when i said i didnt believe in man, when what i really meant was my dad (have i mentioned that?). All these conv happened thru msn.... while i was trying to explain it to him the electricity went out... GREAT!!! now i dont know what he thinks about me, but maybe like he said i have to stop caring about others--include him. |
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It's pouring rain outside and i'm in the classoom, noised by people waiting for the rain to stop, when i write this. I've been thinking about all that my best friend said, about his achievements, his faith and our dreams. He's best friend I wanna have now and forever, no matter how bitchy he could be I love that he trusts me and always be there for me. Dont forget to mention amazing times that we've through together, all the ups and downs. So this recently he told me that he got a super bloody great offer to " support his future", i was jealous and happy for him and so very double happy that he told me--you can say ONLY ME. He also encouraged me to go through the same way to get the offer, well i would but this dumbass dont know where to start. Do you wanna know what so sweet about him?! He always always believes in me, that i have something more that i have to explore. He unbelievably said to me one day that i had to join Puteri Indonesia (a kind of national beauty contest) and he'd be on the front row to support, that was a incredible speech. And his last statement was that i was one of his inspiring women, man oh man-should've said thank you so very much. Still, the good news had another side, our threaten-to-be-neglected dreams. We share or shared the same dream of being away from home living together and fighting everyday (oh yes, i can picture the last scene). The offer, i predict, will take him away from me to then live his very own new dream. Sad, abso-bloody-lutely. I have to admit that he's the best thing during all these......( i have no word to describe it). we support each other, that's the most important thing, and being someone he listens to, reminds me that i'm also (a human? lol) wanted or if i may borrow menur's word, Valuable. And this pal, something that trully believe, that we'll soon meet again. and even years from now we'll still care for each other. |
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So many things happened lately when i stayed in jakarta for more than 2 weeks, things that i knew always there, therefore it didnt change me. I had that awareness already..... That was a day when me and friends went to have burgers, then an old woman and her little boy came and asked for some money. She gave a gesture showing that she needed it for food, i gave her some. I watched her walked to the burger shop and ordered one but the waiter looked so reluctant to serve her. Maybe he's known that her money wouldnt be enough, and when it's true all that he could do was talked to his manager and the result was that that woman couldnt get a burger. How did the others react? Nothing, or maybe i reacted too fast. Coz the moment that she was rejected, i was there looking at her and she automaticly walked towards me. She moved her lips and i recognized the word, then i knew she was mute ( dont like the term-more like a thing). I asked her how much she got, she handed me the money, i counted them and added some so she could get the food. My friend thought it would be better if she just bought rice or something that can make her full, but my other friend thought maybe she also wanted to taste fancy food. What's the lesson to be learnt???? |
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Try to remember what i did exactly last year, August 21st-22nd 2005, i landed on Canada for the first time. And this year, i saw other people leaving and did mine and my friends' parts-presented Indonesia for youth exchange. It was hurtful to watch them, i guess it was program sick and it wasnt only me. All of us, the past participants really really wanted to rewind or exactly reexperience it. I WANNA GO BACK TO WHITE ROCK!!!!! Hell i miss it sooooo bad, i miss my friends.... although i met some of them at the pretraining but it's not complete without the canadians. What was crazy and fun and such a missing piece of my life since we'd done the program, we danced like old time. And of course it was saman dance, i hope i'll never ever forget the dance I love it as hell. we even added some new movements, HEI JANLA......... |
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tonight was nice i think i got him to actaully get something accomplished and got 20questioned by the twin im tired, et again ariel |
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