today i had a dream that was almost lucid. i knew that it was a dream, but still i couldn't help feeling so sad about it. i woke up immediately, feeling anxious, my heart beat was racing so fast. it all because of a dream that i knew was not true from the very beginning. still, i felt so bad because of it. i don't want to get another dream like that again.
my holiday target ffufufufu,
hal yang aku pahami sejak dulu dan aku pelajari dalam belasan tahun kehidupanku, adalah bahwa jalur kehidupan setiap manusia sama halnya seperti perjalanan. lurus, berhimpit, membelok, naik, turun, bersimpangan. jalan itu tentu saja tidak sepi dan aku akan sengaja atau tanpa sengaja bertemu dengan orang lain. mungkin pertemuan itu terjadi dalam suatu penantian lampu merah, persimpangan ramai, atau mungkin saat membantu orang yang mesinnya mogok.
belakangan ini, gue sering secara sengaja ataupun gak sengaja mencaritahu hal-hal yang berhubungan dengan ini. mungkin karena di lingkungan gue yang sekarang, gue kenal dengan banyak orang agnostik yang secara cukup terbuka menyatakan kepercayaannya ini, bahkan terbuka untuk mendiskusikannya baik secara langsung ataupun lewat media seperti facebook atau tumblr. lumayan menarik juga dan lumayan bikin mikir sampe rungsing, haha :D
you have no idea how hard i have been trying to be pretty cautious, but it seems like i'll just end up falling clumsily for you.
Tell your mind every day before you go to sleep: “Yaa Ayyatuhan Nafsul Mutma-innah, Irji’ee iLaa Rabbiki Raadhiyatam Mardhiyyah, Fadhkhulee Fee Ibaadee Wadhkhulee Jannatee” (Al-Fajr 89:27-30)
“O soul that is at rest satisfied. Return to your Lord well-pleased (with Him), well-pleasing (Him). So, enter among My servants, and enter into my Paradise”
dear muslim tumblr users, open this link please, i think it's a quite good idea to have posts like those appear in your page every now and then, you agree? :)
just had a verrry exciting artsy-day with my artsy-friends! haha, we actually went straight on 3 art exhibitions. yea, we finished it in a single day.
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends
There's more time to be done, but I've got a week to spend
I didn't pay much attention first time around
But now you're hard not to notice, right here in my town
Where the stage of my old life meets the cast of the new
Tonights actors: Me and You
Each day is taking us closer
While drawing the curtains to close
This far, or further, I need to know
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don't know what's happening, help me
Through the streets, on the corners, there's a scent in the air
I ask you out and I lead you, I know my way around here
There's a bench I remember, and on the way there I find
That the movements you're making, are mirrored in mine
And your hand is held open, intentionally
Or just what I want to see?
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don't know what's happening, help me
I don't normally beg for assistance
I rely on my own eyes to see
But right now they make no sense to me
Right now you make no sense to me
1. rutin olahraga
apparently, the story went on so fast that even i find it hard to keep following. for so many things to happen in such short time, i should keep my expectation low. besides, there's still much more to think about, so much consideration. am i happy? of course i am. the problem is just, where does this happiness stand? i'm afraid that i'm building it upon other people's disappointment.
kalo kata brenda, DP 2011 = Dapet Pacar 2011, berarti gue Dapet Inceran 2011! haha!Alhamdulillah, i get into the major of my choice, almost precisely a year after being accepted in the faculty.
de hanif: bun, ngantuuuk
Love is like a bruise;
gatau kenapa selow lah walaupun gak segemilang semester kmrn (emg kmrn gemilang? haha soksokan). buat gw mau bagus mau jelek, itu cuma sekedar angka, yg penting buat gw sih angka itu sebanding sama effort gw. gw gak butuh (cieee sok jual mahal lah gak butuh) dapet angka bagus, toh gw ga akan puas kalo angka bagus itu ga gw dapet dengan effort yang keras juga. gak jadi seneng juga ko, malah heran orang ga pernah usaha ko nilai tibatiba oke. jadi yaaaa.... buat gw, gw sama sekali ga layak misuh atau ngeluh tentang nilai gw skrg karena.... yah, that's what i deserve :D yang penting semoga masuk prodi yang diprioritaskan, amin deh. SEMANGKA, SEMANGAT KAKA! TING!
Saya tidak pernah menganggap kamu teman walau kita saling kenal. Kita mungkin akan canggung dalam percakapan, akan sulit mencari topik yang kita berdua sepikiran. Banyak perilaku kamu yang bertentangan dengan prinsip saya, dan mungkin begitu pula pandangan kamu terhadap saya. Tapi saya punya penghargaan pada kamu, karena dengan cara kamu sendiri kamu telah memengaruhi hidup saya. Dengan cara kamu sendiri, kamu berpengaruh. Mungkin kamu tidak sadar, karena mungkin saya bagi kamu tidak begitu signifikan, alias mudah dilupakan.
saat terus-terusan mempertanyakan kenapa begini, kenapa begitu, dan menyadari begitu banyak yang saya tidak punya. begitu banyak. lalu melihat orang lain dan terus-terusan menempatkan semua orang di atas, jauh jauh jauh di atas.
time really flies, doesn't it? we've arrived to the mid of the year already, it feels like it's just yesterday when we were in the merry of celebrating 2011. looks like it's been tough, all the 6 months - well, the word 'hectic' is gonna suit more i think.
'iya, jadi nanti setelah bagian tepi lapangannya dirapiin, nanti tempat ini bisa jadi tempat main cewe....'-farras pas lagi presentasi konsep lapangan bola.
cuma 2 hari dan 1 malam di cigondewah, tapi saya merasa telah mendapatkan lebih banyak dari 1bulan rutinitas kuliah. Turunlah ke masyarakat, banyak pelajaran berharga. Ikutlah main adu japati bersama bapak-bapak di lapangan sebelah. Ngobrollah dengan anak-anak yang main-main di pinggir jalan. Ajak anak laki-laki main bola lalu cebur-ceburanlah di lumpur. Ajak anak perempuan main ular naga atau anjang-anjangan. Memasaklah dengan ibu-ibu di rumah terdekat. Mengantrilah untuk mandi. Tidurlah ramai-ramai di atas lantai beralas karpet. Cari tahu. Berbaurlah dengan masyarakat. Lalu berkarya bersama.
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