Happy Birthday, Mel!

Rasanya lega. Dulu saya pernah bilang, kadang obat yang paling manjur kalo lagi bete atau limbung itu adalah sapaan ke atau dari teman2 yang deket di hati. Ga salah. Barusan aja, saya ngerasain itu.

Lagi scroll down di phonebook handphone, tiba2 ada nama Melz. Seseorang yang walaupun jarang ketemu tapi emang udah deket dari dulu. Sahabatan dari SMP. Masih suka ketemu. Tapi jarang kontak. Saya telpon dia.

Mel, mau nonton ga besok? Itu doang yang tadinya mau saya tanya. Ngobrol, ketawa2, tiba2 dia bilang saya jahat. Jahaaat. Katanya. Saya bingung? Apa salah saya? Saya mikir. Mikir sambil ketawa. Tiba2 saya inget.

Hari ini dia ulang tahun.

=]

Salah satu kelemahan saya adalah ingatan akan hari ulang tahun teman2 terdekat. Tapi entah bagaimana, saya sendiri dalam hati pengen banget inget, jadi dari bawah alam sadar, nama2 sahabat saya serasa muncul ke permukaan. Mengingatkan saya bahwa entah dengan alasan apapun, ada sesuatu yang penting yang terjadi dengan mereka, seperti ulangtahun.

Tiba2 inget percobaan Faraday. Dua orang yang terpisah tanpa ada ikatan materi apapun, bahkan udara, masih tersambung benang tak tampak yang menghubungkan satu dengan yang lain. Iya, ini buktinya.

Bahkan Felix yang saya telpon setelah Mel, juga ngaku bahwa dia tanpa sengaja melihat yearbook SMP dan tanpa sengaja melihat tanggal lahir Mel ini. Kebetulan? Tapi kenapa saya juga bisa kebetulan? Hahaha. Rasanya memang ada benang tak tampak dia antara kita bertiga.

I miss you, guys.

Selamat Ulang Tahun, Mel!
Wish you all the best. =]
Sukses examnya besok!

sepanjang jalan

Baru aja ngelewatin satu hari penuh di tengah kota, Jakarta, dari Beos alias Stasiun Kota, Gajah Mada, MH Thamrin, sampai Sudirman. Cape dan bahagia. Tapi aneh. Kadang saya ga bahagia kalo ga tau apa orang2 bahagia atau engga. Dan keadaan 'ga tahu' itu terlalu luas karna hubungannya adalah ke 'ga bisa tahu' bukan 'ga mau tahu'.

Di detik ini, saya lebih ingin orang lain bahagia dan saya tahu mereka bahagia, daripada saya bahagia tapi ga tau orang lain bahagia atau engga.

Kadang kita hanya ga tau kita lagi ngerasa apa.



Iya, kayak gitu.

growing up

I'm 19, and I'm settling down.

There is not much to say, for maybe I'm still learning, but growing up is the road that leads me here now. Back in tracing some of the old posts in my blog, like the old 4 years ago, I've found that I was a kid. Snobbish kid, super snobbish. But looking back at some of the posts from 2 years ago until now, I've been able to be better, I'm not a kid anymore.

Still got tons of things to learn. As an adult.

Anyway. I'll be going back again to hometown for this chinese new year holiday. Such a blessing. Thanks to AirAsia and my college just for making it happen. I miss my family so much. But here, in PJ, Selangor, Malaysia, I've also found home. So, I'm so much grateful. It's surprising how I learn that town people, town kids, grow up faster than those who come from small town.

How? We deal with schedule, we deal with competitions, we deal with everything that is no slowing down, we deal with diversity appreciation, and the most important thing is that we deal with ourselves back since we were kids. We found ourselves. I'm not generalizing this, but those who come from a small town can't figure out how to stand in a competition. Can't endure those tense responsibility. Can't rush for anything.

I'm lucky I grew up in a big city. Like I've got headache because of the tight schedules and routinity when i was 11. It's kinda sad, but it makes me what I am now. I start doing what I have to do before I can do what I want to do when I was 13. I lost my weekends when I was in my highschool. I have none of them. I survived.

And the most important part is, other than being so individualistic, we deal with diversity since kids, and we learn to appreciate diversity.

Well, this applies to me, I don't know if other townboy agrees with me.



Happy Chinese New Year!

good morning

..a morning.

Happy Birthday! =]

I remember last year. Can't forget. Suddenly I remember the alley. I remember those days. I remember being young and foolish and free to act stupid. I remember pondering at the sky by the window, ah the rain is falling so beautifully, always like that.

I wanna cry. I want to fly out to my memories and invite some friends and muw to come along so we can repeat what we miss and create new memories altogether.

Have a good night.

afternoon

..a rainy day..

i miss muw.

home

..a beautiful home.

This apartment. Makes me miss home. Miss my friends. Semalam ngobrol ma pras, I said, here, I could barely speak or chat bout something I want to. I mean, sometimes we just come up with something silly or something shallow or even something deep to talk about, but I hardly speak those kind of things. I don't know if I can.

Humm. Maybe you don't get what I'm talking about. You, if you're in my friends list in messenger, you may find I suddenly ask you something, whatever it is. It is what I can't talk to my friends, even to my rommie sitting next to me right now.

So, yah, that's why I said, I like it better in Singapore, coz I've got a circle of friends that is different than what I have now.

Is this something that I can change?

Have a nice day, folks.

=']

Thanks for everything, muw.

For this short, I know, a very short time God gave us to meet each other, but indeed, yes, I'm thankful for that, for every moment we had..

..it is indeed a beautiful holiday with you.

So, I'm just gonna wait for you, and until then, we will have each other, like we always do, and we're gonna meet again, share the afternoon, laugh at the world, and just be thankful for everything God gave to us.

I'm gonna miss you.

=']

..out of everything you, me..
we then count to three,
and dance eternally..