Friday, September 26, 2008

life is just too short to be wasted

for the love from the Lord is just sooo great,
for His blessings upon me,
for every great experiences He has let me trough,

lessons of life that i will always remember.

i do want to believe that His plan is always perfect (:

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

(:


because His love is more than enough (:
im moving forward.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

draw me near

sudah subuh di sini dan saya belon bubuk.
badan uda pegel semua terutama mata soalnya seharian pacaran mulu sama monitor d komputer lab. saya missed hari super cerah kemaren dan duduk setia di kursi putar2 di lab. padahal sudah excited sekali saya sama spring. bah.

barusan saja saya kepikiran begimana kompleksnya seorang manusia itu. dulu waktu saya masi bego *ya sekarang uda mendingan kok* i used to have a very very shallow perspective about human being. anggepannya iya si A ini galak orangnya, si B ini pendiem, si C ini cerewet banget dan saya ngeliatnya si A, B, C itu ya bakalan kayak gitu itu terus. padahal sebenernya si A emang galak tapi sentimental dia dan mungkin aja dia jago bikin otak2 ikan bakar.. *maap lagi kangen otak2 :(* dan si B pendiem tapi siapa tau dia pendendam hiii... dan C cerewet soalnya dia takut orang laen tau kelemahannya dia. who knows?

emang butuh waktu buat bener2 kenal seseorang, lha wong papa mama sendiri yang bareng2 dari kecil aja, saya baru sadar mereka itu beda banget dan kompleks pas saya uda rada gede n ga terlalu bego. apalagi yang laen2.. temen maen aja yang bertahun2 temenan mungkin masi belon bener2 bisa saya ngertiin n bisa ngertiin saya seratus persen. mungkin saya sendiri nggak ngerti saya seratus persen.

tapi yang saya amazed sekali beda2 nya orang2 itu somehow bisa nggabung gitu. secara general lah ya, mungkin itu disebabkan gara2 situasi juga. misal kayak d uni ya kita kan stuck nya sama orang2 itu aja tiap hari. mau nggak mau kita ya harus kenal sama mereka dong. kecuali kalo situ nya anti sosial banget. tapi seenggak2nya pasti tau dikit2 lah. misal laen kadang ketemu random person aja bisa jadi temen akirnya. lucu kan?

tapi namanya hidup, saya pernah juga ngerasain satu waktu dimana semua orang2 ituh ga ada yang bisa ngerti saya. entah papa mama sendiri, room mate, house mate, temen uni, temen jalan, temen maen dll. semua gak ngertiin. huh. bete.

sejenak lalu saya pikir, kayaknya saya nya yang bego. suka terlalu mengasihani diri sendiri. suka mendramatisir keadaan *membayangkan diri saya ada di pilem2, sedang merenung dengan background musik sendu2 ato patah hati* hahhaha.. parah ya. thats what i do tho. unfortunately.

keadaan susah dan kepepet, kemudian bikin saya lari k Tuhan. aduh padahal saya kan mau nya bisa deket terus sama Tuhan tapi pelaksanaannya itu susah. minta ampun deh saya. tapi saya belajar. belajar banyak sekali. saya inget komitmen saya gitu. saya inget gimana baeknya Dia sama saya. gimana saya sampe ga bisa berkata2 klo Tuhan ingetin saya kasihNya. huks. klo bukan Tuhan yang mampuin, saya pasti uda mampus kena course super sibuk sinting ini. saya gak bisa sendiri huhuhu. tugasnya banyak banget.

ini saatnya saya berbuat sesuatu balik. saya harus serius.
soalnya cuman Dia yang ngertiin saya seratus persen, cuman dia yang mau bela2in saya.

saya temuin kata2 ini d arts roomnya carlton housing. saya rada lupa tapi kira2 gini deh:
"let me be an instrument of Thy peace. let me sew love when there's hate. give a hope when there's doubt...."

maap lupa

Thursday, September 4, 2008

ya?



You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man, And lift him back up again You are strong but you're needy, Humble but you're greedy Based on your body language, your shouted cursive I've been reading You're style is quite selective, though your mind is rather reckless Well I guess it just suggests that this is just what happiness is Hey, what a beautiful mess this is It's like picking up trash in dresses Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write Kind of turn themselves into knives And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction 'Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear 'Cause here we are, here we are Although you were biased I love your advice Your comebacks they're quick And probably have to do with your insecurities There's no shame in being crazy, Depending on how you take these Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging And it's a beautiful mess, yes it is It's like, we are picking up trash in dresses Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say Kind of turn themselves into blades And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt Cause here, here we are, here we are Here we are here we are here we are Here we are here we are here we are Here we are, we're still here And what a beautiful mess this is It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes And through timeless words and priceless pictures We'll fly like birds not of this earth And tides they turn and hearts disfigure But that's no concern when we're wounded together And we tore our dresses, stained our shirts But it's nice today, and, oh, the wait was so worth it..
(by mr az)