mean Minnie

So long and goodbye...

Mon, 28 May 2012 10:46:00 +0700

I don’t have anything to give you, missing you

I can’t even tell you warm words, i missing you

- Only Tears

Orang datang dan pergi, iya itu saya mengerti.

Tapi berapa juta kalipun orang pergi dari kehidupan saya, saya tidak pernah siap menghadapinya.

Seperti baru-baru ini, dua teman saya akhirnya memutuskan untuk pindah mengejar mimpinya di tempat baru.

Sedih? Jelas. Tapi yang bikin saya lebih sedih, kenyataan bahwa saya gak bisa ngomong apa-apa ketika mereka pergi.

Yah, kalaupun saya bisa bicara sesuatu, memang tidak akan mengubah kenyataan bahwa mereka akan pergi. Namun paling tidak, saya ingin berusaha menyampaikan perasaan saya selama ini.

But afterall, words aren’t my strong suit.

Saya hanya bisa mengucapkan kata perpisahan dan sekedar pelukan ringan.

Padahal banyak yang ingin saya sampaikan, banyak yang ingin saya bicarakan, tapi mungkin hanya ini yang bisa saya tuliskan..

Satu tahun lebih jelas bukan waktu yang sebentar. Apalagi dihabiskan dengan hampir tiap hari bertemu, selama 9 jam lebih setiap harinya. Saya hanya ingin bilang, bahwa di balik sikap saya yang terlihat cuek saya sangat kehilangan kalian.

Gak akan ada lagi orang yang pundaknya saya jadikan sandaran. Gak ada lagi teman bicara bertukar pikiran. Tentu ada orang lain, tapi gak ada kamu, gak ada kalian, gak ada lagi kita, rasanya tentu berbeda.

Iya saya tahu kalian gak pergi ke tempat jauh, bahwa perpisahan ini hanyalah ‘perpisahan kecil’. Tapi tetap saya gak siap sewaktu kalian bilang kalian mau pergi.

Sekuat apapun saya bilang kepada diri saya sendiri, bahwa ini adalah pilihan tiap orang, bahwa ini adalah keputusan yang terbaik bagi kalian, saya masih gak siap.

Sebanyak apapun cerita dan alasan yang saya dengar, saya masih berharap kalau kepergian kalian baru sekedar rencana. Baru sekedar wacana.

Meski dalam hati saya tahu, gak akan ada yang berubah.

Jadi, apalah yang bisa saya lakukan kecuali mengantarkan kepergian kalian? Disertai ucapan ‘semoga sukses’ dan ‘terima kasih atas segalanya selama ini’.

Semoga semua rasa ini sampai.

So, this is all from me to you..

Last but not least..So long and goodbye my friends :)

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Mon, 28 May 2012 09:45:04 +0700

"Kenapa kita harus mikirin pendapat orang lain saat bertindak atau melakukan sesuatu? Karena inilah..."

Thu, 24 May 2012 14:18:00 +0700

“

Kenapa kita harus mikirin pendapat orang lain saat bertindak atau melakukan sesuatu?

Karena inilah dunia.

Lo akan selalu dan selalu dinilai sama orang, inilah dunia dimana lo hidup sebagai makhluk sosial dimana semua orang rasanya jadi punya andil dalam kehidupan lo meskipun sebenarnya mereka gak berhak untuk itu.

”

- Me

"I don’t wish to reject you, but I just know that No matter how close we are, I know that I..."

Thu, 24 May 2012 14:14:07 +0700

“I don’t wish to reject you, but I just know that
No matter how close we are, I know that I can’t love you anymore”

- The Name I Love

Then let go. :)

Wed, 23 May 2012 11:43:11 +0700

Then let go. :)

Easier to read than to be done, isn’t it? :)

Tue, 22 May 2012 18:14:44 +0700

Easier to read than to be done, isn’t it? :)

Padahal sih keliatannya kecil, tapi kenyang juga ya makan...

Mon, 21 May 2012 15:41:00 +0700

Padahal sih keliatannya kecil, tapi kenyang juga ya makan kue-kue ini. hahaha

naoraichiyusai:

Canella’s Red Velvet and Rainbow Cake.

Nggak seenak pertama kali nyoba, tapi porsinya cukup bikin begah.

Why did you write in the first place? Oh whatever, you can’t barely remember. All you know is...

Fri, 18 May 2012 00:35:44 +0700

Why did you write in the first place? Oh whatever, you can’t barely remember. All you know is somehow, inside your drawer, those diary stacked up since god knows when.

Then the thoughts suddenly came up: It’s because you can’t talk.

You always love to talk to other people. Or just listening to them. You could spend hours talking, on the phone or directly.

But then, seomehow along the way, you don’t have anyone to talk to anymore. They’re gone. Your voice’s gone. When and how you don’t really know. You just knew they’re gone. And nothing came to replace it.

How am i supposed to speak my mind? The thought of it scared the shit out of you. You know you must find a way, or else, you could go crazy.

That’s when you decided to start writing. To save your life. To keep the level of sanity inside your head. You write and write. Without knowing what did you write.

You just keep writing because you have no one to talk to.

——-

You don’t need to talk, actually. All you need is a feedback, response. To know that other people knew you’re still exist in this horrible little world.

Writing could give you feedbacks and responses too, but it could be manipulated. And no matter how great those words, it feels cold on you.

You couldn’t describe how much you want to hear other people’s voices again. And of course, your voice. You missed it too.

Now how you’re supposed to talk? Nobody’s to talk to, and on top of that, you don’t have your voice.

——-

Guess it’s time for you to drift away. To the so called dream land. Maybe you could find your voice there, and maybe, just maybe, someone to talk to.

"If being an insider felt just like being an outsider, then an outsider i shall be."

Mon, 14 May 2012 11:54:47 +0700

“If being an insider felt just like being an outsider, then an outsider i shall be.”

- Me

"God gives you brain so you can use it alongside with your heart. That’s why when you do..."

Fri, 04 May 2012 14:14:21 +0700

“God gives you brain so you can use it alongside with your heart. That’s why when you do something, you should have thought about it before you did it.”

- Me

Scent

Thu, 03 May 2012 19:58:00 +0700

It’s funny how a certain scent bring back old memories.

The way your brain remember the scent. The way your body react to the scent.

‘Hey, i just want you to know that i love you. but i can’t take any decision right now. So, would you wait? you can leave if you don’t want to tough.’

It’s him. That manipulative bastard.

But why it has to be you?

‘He’s not him. He’s not him’. She keeps repeating these words inside her brain. Telling herself that this man is not him, eventhough the scent reminded her of that jerk.

Just stop. Stop it already.

You’re becoming more and more like him.

It’s not about your scent anymore. It’s about you. It’s about her.

‘No i won’t wait. Why can’t you choose? Don’t you love me enough? Why did you hesitate?’ her eyes start to get watery. How could he do this?

Why does being with you is so damn hard?

Those scent. It only bring back bad memories. The one she tried so hard to forgot.

When she finally did, the scent was there. Tingling her nose. Tingling her sense. But worst, dragging back those memories she doesn’t want to remember.

‘I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m a jerk. I don’t deserve your apologies.

But people change. Can’t you give me one more chance?’

‘Your chance is up. You knew it. You knew it the time you said you can’t make up your decision’

Why don’t you leave? Those scent is killing her. Can’t you see? She’s suffocating. She can’t breath.

And yet, you still there, taking her hope as high as you can when you knew you would throw her one day.

Those scent. She hates it the most.

And loves it the most.

So you're leaving?

Thu, 03 May 2012 19:37:01 +0700

Letting go of someone actually isn’t that hard.

You just have to let. it. go

But you don’t want to. That’s why it becomes so hard.

You’re still standing there, hoping that they will come back. Calling you. Showing some love.

You really want to believe that they won’t leave.

But they did.

That’s when you know you’re being left.

Sometimes i think, letting people stay in your life isn’t a good decision.

They’ll leave someday. And there you are. Alone. Again.

So why bother taking people into your own life. Or enter other people’s life. When they actually will leave you for sure one day?

Don’t you just sick of being left out. They get close. And then they left. Another one came. And left again. Endless cycle. Like a mobius ring.

If you’re going to leave. Please don’t bother to stay.

Or maybe i should just walk away.

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Mon, 30 Apr 2012 10:45:16 +0700

colemanengle: I was feeling so sad today so I drew these guys....

Fri, 27 Apr 2012 12:28:26 +0700

colemanengle:

I was feeling so sad today so I drew these guys. Feeling sad is just as important as feeling smart and confident and sexy and cool in your own shoes, it’s all about balancing them together!

Think.Web office warming party. Dari studio musik jadi studio...

Fri, 27 Apr 2012 10:09:39 +0700

Think.Web office warming party.

Dari studio musik jadi studio foto. Sebentar lagi berubah jadi tempat kondangan *melirik makanan di meja buffet*

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Fri, 20 Apr 2012 09:53:06 +0700

Think.web 7th Anniversary. Mini party at office. With cakes,...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 17:12:00 +0700

Think.web 7th Anniversary.

Mini party at office. With cakes, candles, masks, hats, and confetti all around.

Anyway, it’s the 2nd time i celebrate my office anniversary.

Go Think.Web! Let’s rock the digital world! :D

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Thu, 19 Apr 2012 16:37:24 +0700

3-3-4 Trip (part 3) Day 1: Kuala Lumpur...

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 14:31:00 +0700

3-3-4 Trip (part 3)

Day 1: Kuala Lumpur Malaysia.]

“Because food could describe a country”

*3-3-4 Trip is a trip to 3 place by 3 girls in 4 day. We visit Kuala Lumpur, Malacca and Singapore.

3-3-4 Trip (part 2) Day 1: Kuala Lumpur...

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 12:11:00 +0700

It's a park near Petronas Tower

I love the atmosphere around this market

I wish i could go to the highest level!

Inside our room

And yes, behind us it the twin towers :)

We take a picture at every road sign :))

Little India in a super hot day!

Bukit Bintang is quite crowded isn't it?

Pay 2RM to take a pic w/ the golden man

3-3-4 Trip (part 2)

Day 1: Kuala Lumpur Malaysia.

“It’s us in KL!”

*3-3-4 Trip is a trip to 3 place by 3 girls in 4 day. We visit Kuala Lumpur, Malacca and Singapore.