Small alley in Europe

This picture was taken by a friend of mine, Ardyka A.
I saw it in his Fb's account.
Dont know why but i attracted to this picture.. :)
Hope i can go to Europe someday....
capturing all the incredible view there by myself. :)

Segumpal Tanah Liat

Kuambil segumpal tanah liat
Kubentuk dengan santai suatu hari,
dan saat jari-jariku menekannya,
tanah liat itu terbentuk seperti yang kumau.

Waktu berlalu dan ketika kudatang lagi,
tanah itu telah mengeras,
bentuk yang kubuat masih tampak,
namun ku tak dapat mengubahnya lagi.

Kuambil segumpal tanah liat hidup
Kubentuk dengan lembut hari demi hari
Kubentuk dengan dorongan dan rasa seniku
Hati seorang anak yang lembut dan mudah dibentuk.

Beberapa tahun kemudian ketika kudatang lagi,
Kulihat seorang dewasa.
Bentuk yang kubuat masih tampak,
namun ku tak dapat mengubahnya lagi.


Yohaaa!! Setelah sekian lama blog ini terbengkalai, hari ini gw muncul kembali. Saat ingin ngeblog. Tiba-tiba ngerasa blank. Apa yang mau ditulis, apa yang mau dibahas. Haiss.. [-(

Then, gw nemuin tulisan ini di salah buku gw. Buku itu membahas tentang disiplin anak. Jadi anak kecil itu diibaratkan seperti tanah liat yang masih mudah dibentuk baik itu sikap dan sifatnya. Saat seseorang sudah dewasa, kita susah untuk mengubah sifat mereka yang sudah terbentuk sejak kecil. Namun bukan berarti kalau sudah dewasa kita tidak bisa mengubah sifat dan kebiasaan kita yang sudah berakar ini. Semua bisa saja dilakukan. Namun tidak bisa dilakukan oleh pacar, teman, orang tua atau siapa pun terkecuali diri kita sendiri.

Yah, dan ini yang sedang gw coba terapkan untuk gw sendiri. Ternyata menolong diri juga tidak gampang, perlu konsistensi, niat, dan kemampuan untuk memotivasi diri.
Hope can make it. :D


First of all, I wanna saying hi to my blog.. :)
I hope we wont be a stranger for each other since I seldom take care of you lately..
:"> :">

I just finished watching a movie. The movie is not famous one like other Holywood movies but it is interesting. The title was "Precious", based on the novel "Push" by Sapphire.

The story is about a girl named Claireece 'Precious' Jones, a sixteen-year-old African-American girl born into a life no one would want. She's so fat, err..huge maybe.. :"> She's pregnant for the 2nd time by her absent father. Her first born child was having Down syndrome. At home, she must wait hand and foot on her mother, a poisonously angry woman who abuses her emotionally and physically. School is a place of chaos, she never get a good mark except in Math and never talked in the class, no friend. People like to annoy her.

I was quite shock when i watched this movie. A LOT OF effing words. really.. :))
and how could a mother abuse her own daughter like she was a slut, a shit, not worth at all. How could a mother let her daughter being "touched" by her husband since her daughter still a baby and she didnt even try to stop him, she even abuses her daughter more because her husband like her daughter more than her???

Surely, Precious had a lot of problems in her life. I started to think that "Wew.. This movie was joking. Too many problems, lame. [-(" but then, I got something that maybe we can learn from it.

Everytime Precious being abused by her psycho Mom, annoyed by people around, she will imagine that she is an actress, a singer, a famous people that loved by every one, etc. She 's not feeling worse or down. She keeps imagine and thinking that good thing will happen to her. Other thing that keep her strong was Love. Her baby loves her, her teacher loves her.

So, inspired by the movie, I make some selfnote. "When you having a lot of problems, you must try to keep thinking good things will happen soon. You must having faith that rainbow will appear after big heavy rain. You are what you think. And keep remind yourself that there are some people who love you the way you are."

No matter how ugly or bad or stupid we are, we are precious. ;)

P.S. The end of the movie, Precious having a better life with her two kiddos but she's having HIV. :(

If no one will listen

I just heard this song yesterday.. and i like it.
I like the lyric..
Here, take a read.

If no one will listen
by: Kelly Clarkson

Maybe no one told you there is strength in your tears
And so you fight to keep from pouring out
But what if you unlock the gate that keeps your secret soul
Do you think that there's enough you might drown

If no one will listen, if you decide to speak
If no one is left standing after the bombs explode
If no one wants to look at you for what you really are
I will be here still

No one can take you where you alone must go
There's no telling what you will find there
And God, I know the fear that eats away at your bones
It's screaming every step, "just stay here"

If no one will listen, if you decide to speak
If no one is left standing after the bombs explode
If no one wants to look at you for what you really are
I will be here still

If you find your fists are raw and red
From beating yourself down
If your legs have given out under the weight
If you find you've been settling for a world of gray
So you wouldn't have to face down your own hate

If no one will listen, if you decide to speak
If no one is left standing after the bombs explode
If no one wants to look at you for what you really are
I will be here still



Here are some pictures that i took when i was tired waiting
in my working place. :D

and for the cute little girl picture, argghhhhh...
I heart it a lott!!! She's really cutee!!! :D

What do you think, cute ,uh? :D

Me from the Ixus :D

So, about last week, i bought a camera pocket..
and now i have a new hobby, capturing things and people..
Well, just for fun. :D

Here are some of my pictraits, taken by my chum, Phiphi, with Canon Ixus 95!!
I love the Ixus so muchhhhhhhhh....!! :D

Do i look good?? hahahhahahaha....

Phiphi always know how to capture a pictrait well, trust me!




Single. available. but empty..

Lonesome. looking someone..

They meet. Bound by what we called LOVE.

and hope for together until the 'death'.

They were created and fated to be together.

When they separated, they could live but they lose the intention of life..

yet they keep dreaming that one day they will meet the one who really can accept and love them the way they are..

The feeling that they won't complete without each other.

When the day come, they meet by chance... and choose to let the chemistry grow..

L.O.V.E grows by the affection, understanding, acceptance and patience.. watered by embrace and care.. turns into PLATONIC.

- J.a.e -