a Dreamer

“One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.”
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Kok rasanyaaaa…

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10 Things I had to learn by myself (my mother never taught me):

i. Blame the person who hurts you, not yourself. Never blame yourself for not being what they wanted or not being “good enough.” You are made with perfectly flawed traits, stitched together to be loved unconditionally.

ii. Not everyone you love will love you back and the people who do love you, you won’t always reciprocate the feelings. But that doesn’t make them or you a bad person. You can’t love everyone and not everyone will love you. I refuse to blame the people that can’t find it in their soul to give me what I give them. I don’t give to get back. I give because I want to and because I can.

iii. Don’t let one person tell you negative things about yourself. One opinion out of a million does not make you who you are. No one paints a masterpiece for you, you are the art piece. You make who you are. You are the artist.

iv. Don’t ever settle. People always feel safer with things that they are used to and comfortable with instead of seeking for the heart pounding feelings and moments that take their breaths away. I never want it to be easy; I want it to be hard to breathe and suffocating when I give something my all. I want to learn how to survive through that.

v. Learn how to say no. No, I do not want to dance with you. No, I do not want to kiss you. No, I do not want to date you. No, I do not want to do this. No, I do not want to do that. Because that does not make me happy and that does not make me feel comfortable, so no. And I don’t need to give you a reason nor do I need to make up an excuse to say “no.”

vi. There are different kinds of people. Don’t always catergorize people in groups because people are not meant to be labelled. Just because one person hurts you, does not mean the ones in the future will. Just because one person holds a knife doesn’t mean the next one will use it. There is good out there; there is good in the world and there is good in people. Not everyone is a monster. I strongly believe that majority of the population is good.

vii. Do not let the past prevent you from living in the future. Do not let the pain and hurt take over. Don’t close yourself up to others just because you have been broken before. Never allow the demons of yesterday to control the beauty that is to come in the future. Vow to never allow it to always be stormy for the sun does eventually shine down on all things beautiful. I am beautiful, and so are you.

viii. You can swim across the world for someone but they might not even step outside in the drizzle for you. Even if you hold the umbrella for them.

ix. Never give someone the power to rid you of yourself. Don’t ever fall out of your routine or lose who you are permanently. That is so important.

xi. Love yourself. Learn to love the birthmark on your face, the chipmunk cheeks, the thighs that jiggle when you walk, the nose you think is too flat, and your fingers that are too short. Learn to appreciate your almond shaped eyes, your skin color, the thin hair that doesn’t grow fast, the beauty mark above your lips, and the small gap between your teeth. Learn to love your sense of humor, your laughter, your emotions, your tendency to trust easily, and how happy you always are. Learn to love the way you love others deeply, how you sometimes fear being lonely, the way you enjoy walks alone, and the radiance in your soul. Learn to love yourself at 3AM when you cannot sleep and can only think of the skeletons hiding in your own closets and learn to love yourself at 3PM when you are cranky and unable to get out of bed. Learn to love yourself and come to terms with the fact that you are you, and that will never change.”
Ming D. LiuA Story A Day #147 (via mingdliu)

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Ekspose, Semarang

June, 1st ‘till 7th 2014

Semarang. Panas. Basket. Futsal.
Rasanya seneng udah bisa sampe sini ikut turnamen. Banyak cerita, banyak hikmah yg udah d dapet.
Iya, disetiap perjalanan pasti ad sebuah cerita di baliknya. Semoga dilain kesempatan bisa kembali kesini, dengan orang-orang tercinta..

Ku Sebut ini ‘Tamparan’

Hari ini tuh bener-bener harinya gua ditampar.
Pertama denger lagu islami anak-anak yang isinya kewajiban sholat 5waktu.
Yang kedua pas dateng ke mushola, ngeliat anak-anak pada semangat ngaji, hapalan doa sehari-hari dan surat pendek.
Dan gua bener-bener merasa malu saat itu juga. Iya, malu.
Malu, karena telah banyak meninggalkan sholat 5 waktu. Padahal tau itu wajib.
Malu, karena telah membiarkan al-quran berdebu di rak buku.
Malu, karena semakin bertambah umur semakin jauh dengan sang pencipta.
Malu, karena kalah semangat belajarnya dengan anak-anak yang masih belia.
Malu, karena terlalu disibukkan dengan dunia lupa akan akhirat.
Sekali lagi mendapat teguran halus dari Allah.
Alhamdulillah, terimakasih ya Allah…
Semoga kedepannya semakin lebih baik lagi. Aamiin.


By Tohad (Sylvain Sarrailh)

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Ga bisa bayangin jadi apa ceritanya —”


Some people have asked me for this tutorial too, I know that a few informations here are pretty obvious, but I just thought they were valid to include, and it can or cannot work for you, I just hope you find this helpful in someway :)

I’m sorry for any grammar mistake, and I don’t know how to say somethings in english, so I also hope I made myself understandable :P

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Sudah lama ‘ndak ndelok ndelok’ tumblr ini.. *bersihin sawang*
Keadaan sekarang, lagi bingung.
Terlalu banyak hal yang ga gua ngerti…
Kenapa ini bisa gini. Kenapa itu bisa gitu. Atau kenapa bisa jadi gini. Kenapa bisa jadi gitu?
Mungkin, dibanding yang lain… Perkembangan emosional gua yang paling akhir berkembang.
Jujur, terkadang gua ngerti beberapa hal… Tapi terkadang juga, gua hanya pura-pura ga ngerti tentang mengapa hal itu bisa terjadi…
Hanya mengingkari kalo seharusnya itu ga terjadi saat itu. See? I’m confuse and fail again.

April, 7th 2014.
Its Monday.