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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

lunariya







Another amazing female photographer from deviantart.
She is from Ukraine.
Her flawless amazing photo shoot really soothing my sight.

http://lunariya.deviantart.com/

lejdi-niedzwiedz






Female photographer from Poland that i found from deviantart.
The title of this post is from her deviantart name. Her brilliant yet honest photo shoot just caught my eyes. It is spontaneously amazing, and the execution just nicely done. I really love the retro tone.
http://lejdi-niedzwiedz.deviantart.com/

Monday, May 25, 2009

Slightly still you


It's 1 in the afternoon and i just woke up with random things in mind. I haven't showered and just finish my supposed-to-be-a-morning-ritual thingy(and i bet u don't want the detail).

Here, i am sitting nicely with my boyfriend's laptop (i 'forced' to borrow it from him, tee hee) and typing this post with half of my consciousness flew away to other dimension.
i actually wrote when i felt like i wanna wrote something. And it is rarely happened, becoz i wrote when i can't express my feelings or if everything seems to be overloaded. Now, i feel both.

Speaking about being honest, honestly i don't seem really honest when i wrote a blog. Coz most of the time all i do is paraphrasing the words. It is hard to be bold and knowing that thousand of people might read your thoughts.
I used to think that no body will read this trash, no one will read someone else blog unless they are somebody. But curiousity makes me put the visitor counter widget below this blog and founds out that 4thousand people reading or at least 'walking' around my blog. It is surprising to know that people actually read your blog even when it's actually just a piece of crap. It is actually a good thing becoz blog is meant to be read. But for me, there is a moment where i just want to be an anonymous and said whatever i want to say without afraid to get busted. Sounds like i want to be a GossipGirl in blog kind of way is it? yekh.

But since it is impossible to become an anonymous, let's just jazz it up shall we?
ok.
Something just pissing me off lately. Now it is not becoz i don't understand about how things works. But because i am a hundred percent understood about things and how it is works.
Again, i paraphrase it.

Let me show u this quote "The world could be amazing when you are SLIGHTLY strange" do you get why im bolding up that word? Becoz people are tend to ignore that words and become GREATLY strange! they thought that when u are AMAZINGLY strange, u could make the world AMAZING. Kiss my foot!
These people really make me sick. To be frank, i am a weirdo, i am a geek and i am SLIGHTLY strange, but i am what i am. It is sad to see people AMAZINGLY strange just becoz they act like somebody else. The worst part is, u actually used to falling love with their attitude and suddenly u don't know who they are and u stand there, cursing them. It feels good when u do that, but after u go to bed rewind about what u just did to them, u feel miserable. Coz deep down, you could see them more than a strange looser. You still recognize their real color, SLIGHTLY.

It is hurts to see the lost in their face. They could draw the widest smile ever and laugh as hard as they can, but they can't fool the eye. It's empty, and it is too complicated for me to fill it.
I can't help much, and it is sad to know all you can do is watching them drawn into self-pity.
I always thought that i could get over it. But the truth is being hypocrite just makes me feel miserable. Makes me look like them. I know why i care so much about them, but the reason is just too deep to confess. And i don't want to admit it.

Damn, i am a hyprocrite. So do u, so do us.
If it comes to hypocrite thing, i'll drag all of u into it. Coz i could bet this whole world for you that once in your life, u must did something hypocrite.

So when this is over???
Could they become just SLIGHTLY strange?
I miss it. And missing is hurting.
and obviously, it is not an ending. YET.

Align Center

Sunday, May 24, 2009

there is no right or wrong when it comes to feeling


it's been a while that i haven't spit out my mind here.... since sushi's dead, i've got nothing to do except doing my fucking assignment.
i hve to beg people to borrow me their laptop just to check my facebook or doing my assignment! i have no mood to wrote my thought here if it's not with my laptop. but anyways, at last now i got a chance to borrow my friend laptop and fortunately i got some mood to fill this blog.
Owww-keiii. where i have to start? i always have this kind of difficulties to start an 'english writing' thing.
The fact that my grammar is all over the place makes me feel like talking trash. Pathetic.


Today, i went to watch Night at Museum 2, it is pretty hilarious. I watched it with my friend Gea after finished our lunch at Bu Atun restaurant (Indonesian Restaurant). And somehow, i can't really concentrate watching the movie. Why? coz few things buzzing around my head lately. It is about how's life moves in such a mysterious way. We can predict what it's gonna happen next, but we never knew the exact result of our prediction.
These days, i've been distracted by sooo many things that is never cross my mind at all. I can't understand the way people think and sense each other. I thought i am the master of SENSING PEOPLE, i thought i am pretty expert to read people's mind, but the fact is i still missed few things to become an expert and master. I still have to learn few things, not just about reading their attitude, habit, body language, but also FEELINGS.

I just realized how complicated life is if it comes to FEELINGS. U never knew which person u will fall for, u will never knew which person u will hate the most, u will never knew with who u will end up with. It's such a mystery.
And when u talk about feeling, there is no RIGHT or WRONG. Coz it's not your choice to have certain feelings with particular person, whether is love or hate or jealousy. It is come naturally from your unconscious mind, u can't resist it immediately. So what i am trying to say here is that sometimea u don't know how do u have to react with unexpected circumstances. U are lost of words, lost of action, or even worst, you are lost your mind. Currently i am in this kind of situation. I am dealing with feelings; mine and other's. Since there is no right or wrong in this case, so u are the one who determine which is right or wrong. Different person has different perspective to judge whether is right or wrong. And i am afraid when i think i did a right thing, people think the opposite, and vice versa.

This is a sensitive case, i don't want to get hurt, and i don't want to hurt people. I did torn my self a lil bit with some mistake. And i don't want to go there again.
it was awful and painful at the same time, but i will never erase that. every line has a lesson to learn, i've learn mine. Hope this time i do the right thing.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Love Game ;)


Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if i do then i might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my xxx squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
I love game, i love game

Hold me and love me
Just want touch you for a minute
Baby three seconds is in it for my heart to quit it

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that thick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game

I'm on a mission and it involves some heavy touching, yeah
You've indicated your interest, i'm educated in sex, yes
And now i want it bad, want it bad
I love game, i love game

Hold me and love me
Just want touch you for a minute
Baby three seconds is in it for my heart to quit it

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that thick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game

I can see you staring there from across the block
With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your c (huh!)
The story of us, it always starts the same
A boy and a girl and a (huh!) and a game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Or you win the game
Through the love game

Saturday, May 9, 2009

R.I.P my dear sushi...



if u read my older post, u'll know how much i love my laptop.
His name is sushi. Ow, is a HE by the way. :'(
and yesterday, i found out that his LCD crashed and still can't figure out how it happened!
i feel half dead right know! The fact that i still have ton of assignment that i have to submit this week even stress me more. GOD!!!! how can i finish those shit by this week????
God please have mercy on me.

i love him so much.
if only people know how much i engaged to him, they wont think i'm a nut head.

sushi, get well soon.
i miss u already.... :'((

Sunday, May 3, 2009

David Cook- Always be My Baby


We were as one babe
For a moment in time
And it seemed everlasting
That you would always be mine
Now you want to be free
So I'm letting you fly
Cause I know in my heart babe
Our love will never die, no!

You'll always be a part of me
I'm a part of you indefinitely
Boy don't you know you can't escape me
Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby
And we'll linger on
Time can't erase a feeling this strong
No way you're never gonna shake me
Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby

You'll always be a part of me (oooohhhh)
I'm part of you indefinitely (oooohhhh)
Boy don't you know you can't escape me (ooooohhhhhh)
Ooh darlin cause you'll always be my baby
And we'll linger on (and we will linger on)
Time cant erase a feeling this strong (ohhhh)
No way you're never gonna shake me (oh baby)
Ooh darlin cause you'll always be my baby

You and I will always be
No way your never gonna shake me
No way your never gonna shake me
You and I will always be

Saturday, May 2, 2009

good night my story teller.


Life isn't perfect, speculation it's not the best perspective,
and intuition sometimes uglier than sensing..... That is what i felt right know.
I felt so stupid and literally cry over my reckless mind. It's not our fault if we couldn't see the true meaning between these fucking biased. It's not our fault if we lock the deepest secret behind the perfect bitter smile. It's not our responsible if we touch each other heart and felt the comfort in it.
Life is one of the mystery that even Holmes cannot solve. We haven't arrange a big plan, we laugh and hug the beautiful disaster innocently, we whisper each other bed time story, we shout everything honestly except those 3 word. You, me, us, except them, runaway from the reality, torture our soul pretending we are the survivor, we are unbreakable, while the rest of them laughing at us the pretender.

But i know time will passed this by... The night of truth is opened their selfishness.
And there, where the word are flowing like a crying river, and im stood there
lost of words. The sincerest word i've ever heard, but still change nothing,
even if it's not too late.

Still, i never press delete to remove that part of my story.
It's not the sweetest, it's not the longest, not even the saddest, it is pretty lame and
it could be one of the mess.
but to be bold, it is the most beautiful mess in the chapter of my life.
also one of the greatest lesson for us, maybe them.

so good night my story teller.
it's so good to know you.
i will always miss your bed time story...
hope you can whisper it again a hundred time. :')
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