Friday, February 26, 2016

Happy Wedding Anniversary, my ideal couple

On this day, 26 years ago, a bond was forged
On this day, 26 years ago, a girl and a boy vowed to each other
To always cherish each other in good and bad times
To build a new future together

First, I want to thank God, to make my dad  and mom met on highschool. My dad who's a social butterfly and my mom who's an introvert. You would think those two wouldn't have meet, but thank God they did and they make the best parent ever.

Those two were highschool lovebirds. It was all started from a letter, pretty old-fashioned but still, very cute. My grandpa were very strict to my dad, how could he not, a boy was intending to steal his girl's heart. Eventhough grandpa is hella scary, my father stays and puts up with all of it.
I wouldn't have be able to do that! You should know it's terrifying. However my father's will is stronger and the couple continue until highschool ends

My mom and dad both got accepted without testing to ITB and IPB such a small difference in letter however the distance is big. Yup, the so called 'LDR' these days. Now, we have line, whatsapp or even video call but even with all of that, many LDR couple easily break off. My dad and mom had none of that but alhamdulillah they survived until both of them graduate. They just survived on letter and my father's visit. Eventhough he's a student too (and didn't have a lot of money) whenever he can, my father caught a bus to Bandung. Letters only come every 2 or 3 weeks, while their love stays strong. It's a wonder, really. I'm so touched by this ;"(( *insert crying sound*

So, both of them graduate on time! Yeeay! My mother's thesis was about plants so my father who was on IPB, helped her through all. After they both got stable work, they decided to get married.

So this is the second heartbreaking part. My grandpa was only just moved to Bandung and didn't knew that many people (and probably didn't have too many money neither). So my parents had their wedding on my grandpa's house.. not grand and lavish likr all my mother's brother. After being together so long, I would want to have my wedding big or something but no,my parents understand the reason and they had their reception on the house..

Eventhough the reception was only held in a house.. 26 years later, they're still happily and romantically together. Instead of those celebrities with grand wedding but then get a divorce 6 months later. Of course those 26 years weren't all sunshine and rainbows. Some days storm and flood came up, but they held together. Such an ideal couple for me...

Mom, dad, later if I have the money I'd really want you both to have the wedding that you both dream about. Maybe on your 50th anniversary? Hehe so you both have to stay health ok? Until you can see me success and making both of you happy

-your daughter
26 Februari 2016
Happy 26th wedding anniversary, Mom, Dad

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

23/2/2016

It's hard being near you. Hard to see you're closer to my friend than I do. To think that I barely even talk to him today but your friend gets to spend a lot of time with him. It's okay I'm strong it's okay

Monday, February 22, 2016

22/2/2016

One of my friend did something horribly stupid yesterday. We were threading on a thin line and she just blew it all up. Now I don't have the guts for facing him anymore. I guess this is the inevitable good bye.

Sunday, February 14, 2016

GUESS WHAAAT

Surprise doesn't even cover it. When my lazy Sunday morning suddenly became so much chaotic.

But thank you, nonetheless.

Saturday, February 13, 2016

2/13/2016

I just had to write this down.

So, yesterday, I saw you a side of me that you didn't know before. The uglier side of me, but still me, nonetheless. I fear your reaction so, at first, I tried to runaway from it. Run from showing myself, be myself. But then, the chance never came and by some twisted kind of fate you end up witnessing it.

I... had imagined the worst. Imagined you would become so repulsed, so disgusted that what we have, this thin line, will break forever. The first 12 hours after that moment had been the proved. There were nothing from you, nothing, nothing at all, and it broke me. I feel like my worst nightmare has come true.

I tried to accept it, tried to reason myself that you deserved this, Self, you deserve it.

However, the desperate, attention-seeking part of me won't let that. Drown in my misery, I just had to write that status down. The blanched status that made me feel that, I am, indeed, an attention seeking wench. No one would care, this would be another scroll by post, but he didn't do that.

Instead, we finally talk like the usual, like the yesterday's incident never happened. Like the radio-silence never happened. I don't want to be broken, fixed only by your attention, but I think I already am, and I hate it. Hate this pitiful side of me who promised won't fell to deep but look now?

Sunday, February 7, 2016

The Girl's Story

So this piece of writing was done during a blackout in my home. With no internet, hopefully I can be more focused and not getting distracted by whatever.

I’d like to begin this in old-fashioned way, so I’d like to start with..

Once upon a time, there lived an ordinary girl in ordinary house with no extraordinary power. Even though she is so ordinary, the girl loves fairytale, legends, or whatever story that has people with superpowers in it. She, especially like the stories which have pretty princess possessing a big heart with plus of having magic and got a very happy ending. Her childhood is filled with hope and dream of becoming a princess in a beautiful kingdom with a handsome prince beside her. Like most of all childhood dream, the dream is soon buried and forgotten as the little girl grow up.

Now the girl is 20 and she, once again, is fascinated by the princess, kingdom and all the magical powers. Most of the novels she read now featured a very cool heroine who is set on saving the world from a ruthless king or from a wicked evil being. Of course, not every heroine is damn awesome from the start, they also has to struggle, to be beaten again and again and to fell hard. Although at the end, the heroine would always, always got her way. The girl now feels sad. In 2016 where there is no more ruthless king to defeat or there are no magical beings with powerful secret artefacts, she felt that there is no more chance of her to be the cool heroine like in her novels.

She doesn’t realize how wrong she was until a lecture in Friday morning, awoke her

In her novels, maybe this is like the time when the main character finally set his heart on the goal, when finally, something opened her eyes, like a revelation. The girl felt something similar with that even without the thunder or the earthquake. She can too, save the world here, in 2016.

Her world now, is facing a grave danger not less dangerous than a dragon or a goblin attack. What her world will be facing is the end of the supply of fossil fuels, which will affect not only in her transportation but almost all of her life’s aspect. Does everyone in her world know that even the clothes they wear and the rice they eat almost every day is the product of fossil fuels either direct and indirectly? The people in her world now are being too dependent to their fossil fuels, while forgetting that it is not unlimited and it needs millions or even billions years to make it again.

Realizing this fact, the girl, once saddened because she felt that she doesn’t have the magic to save anyone, now feel different. She feels that it is her role now, to save her world, not now but maybe 20 or 30 years later. She found her new dream from the 50 minutes lecture she got from her professor. She would be a heroine in food industry, the one who’s going to ensure that there will still be good food available.


So for the sake of that dream, the girl started to practice. Maybe not practicing with bow or with swords like all the heroines in her novel, but by using books and pens, to later face her greatest own enemy. This world even if it’s at peace, still need saving, a nd who’s better than the girl and you, who’s reading this, to save it?