IDENTITY

Talking about the identity are not separated from seeing who we really are. I'm also still looking for my true identity. At the moment we feel immature we feel we pride ourselves on our rebellious acts, felt able to do everything myself without the help of anyone falling unconscious while we are not friends who will help us, not the friend who always there for us. PARENTS. Yep!

Parents are also one of our identity-forming factors. Want to become what we later. The future of our own hands? forget! I am very aware that one of our identity-forming factors are parents. Those who had little to teach us all things. No exception bad thing though. Definitely.

Forget for a moment about a parent who without us knowing it was far away or by reason of a cliche 'independent learning' that make us forget his teachings. I admit when I spend watchlist in college away from parents, I felt that I could face it all alone. When happy, laughing with friends, spending money that should basically be used for things that are desperately needed. Without realizing it I forget the parents. However, problems arise when barrage where your friends can not help or even just can giving input, suggestions or even a mere nod or just say 'wait' is where a good time to remember the parents. What a warm hug of a mother. How happy swapping stories about life with a father. Well aware of it. The problem that most parents can feel important is when the end of the month. Not just me. All children foreigners also feel the same. By reason many unexpected expenses or something, with a sprightly old man who solve all problems. I worked before, but still it all back into the hands of parents.

Under the sky, I want to share about something that accompanied the song Lifehouse-You and Me, The Script-For The First Time and Avril Lavigne-What The Hell is already spinning for 2 hours is a lot of experience about the search for identity. Probably about 1 month ago, I never met with someone I know in the cafe. He noticed me since I arrived, sitting, drinking, eating, laughing with my friends, until he dared to approach me. The man is tall, thin, white, and I thought he was about 26 years. He joined my desk. He ventured to invite me to speak. Told me that she noticed me from earlier. Yeah, I know. He said, my fascination has an exceptional 'Charming Appeal'. WOW! I just smiled. He started talking again about his life, working at a UK mining company in Jakarta. He offered to predict me. Because he believes, there is something in me, that he wanted to know. All right, my left hand viewed carefully. Many of the things I got. Not I believe in God who has arranged everything. But this is only a fraction of the material self reflection. One thing I can not forget the words. 'Put, you must find your true identity. You keep too many people said when, not necessarily the words of people who you hear it right '

'You're too often abused, too many succumb, too often tears make you weak. And I'm sure you type a cheerful woman. Put your search for identity. IDENTITY, you can change everything. You'll never be underestimated again as someone else '

The words really rang my brain until this moment. Seriously! True what they say all about me, about me often hurt, many succumb, weak, and cheerful about my 'real'

Sometimes I even think wrong, I often hurt why not me who hurt once in a while. Although I'm sure, God never sleeps and there must be Karma from each what others do to me. Maybe my karma it can make. Hurt others. There was a very unfair that we realize that other people we come first above everything. We consider the most important thing is much compared to her own health. Okay, I am awoman. I throw it away. Would not it be wonderful if we could have each other with sincerity?

With this in mind that such self unconsciously I began to take shape. A woman who likes to take revenge. Not! it's not my nature. My parents never taught me about it. And indeed the first I have never so. Let it all flow. Let it all happened there alone. Everyone must have a heart. Well, at least have the brains to regret what he did. Say thank it. All the regret of all those who ever hurt me. Everyone, without exception.

One more thing, I had just passed. I like all styles of music. Maybe that's one way to be recognized that the person is a true musician. LOL. Attack Attack. Have you heard the band? The band has 6 personnel. All personnel longish. Tends to Emo. There is a play synthizer well. There was a cool music. Make heads of all who heard it rocked. And maybe socks that I used to go to rock. Just kidding. Recently I got the latest video clips from Attack Attack

With the same song title Stick Stickly. I'm not too sure of this new video. To my knowledge in this video, all personnel seem long, black dress, frightening, not as I see it in their new video. All looks neat. Where an emo hair long is it? Where is your black shirt? Where personnel who play synthizer? Where is the voice vocalist who slipped voice scream? None. They changed. For whatever reason they see themselves making a new video with a new look as well. But, their music remains the same. Can still make me sway even in a state of unhealthy ones. My friend who loved the band, momentarily visible above emotion and not accept changes to the band that he likes.

''Why be like this Attack Attack? Not fun like appearance ago! Very boring to see it. The flow of their music, too, changed. Tends to pop '. I hated it. Disappointed. Inconsistent''

I heard the statement my friend a little disturbed at the words ''not inconsistent''. I explained that they are not inconsistent over their music, for what they gave. It's only identity search. It could be possible that yesterday the flow of their music is less enthused by the listener or the fact that even less enjoyed by all personnel. Look at you, yesterday you were very fond of emo, every weekend would play skate board, but look now you look more tidy with cropped hair, dressed not like men who are still in school. That's one small thing that could be the reason that everyone still will continue to seek their identity. Until they finally comfortable with himself. Agree?

And about me? I also still and still looking for my true identity. Not yet I met, but I'm still not sure of what I feel. Probably until one day, I feel comfortable on what I found. And this is just my opinion, the closest now able to establish your identity, even what he often did, its nature is a mirror of yourself.

Find teak yourself, do not rush to leave all the flows. Enjoy your life with what you have today.

Have a great saturady night you guys :)

Sometimes the BEST memories are the ones that hurt the most.

"Sometimes the BEST memories are the ones That hurt the most" 

Yep, sometimes! And the best but hurt the most was none other than the man. Realize one thing about the future I will, I have ups and downs ups and downs are very unusual because males. Maybe that makes me hurt a lot but not all I can remember and it wound is a wound most beautiful. It's hard to forget. 

I'M SO BROKE YOU KNOW !

When I was sick, I feel different from other women, do not have anything to be proud of. And at the same time someone I really loved making me feel down from the floor 300, devastated, lifeless. He said 'if I want to leave you, it's very easy' I am aware that I am only a man who could be abandoned at any time, given the circumstances that are not as perfect as my first sight of him. Yes sad to me. Look at all that those words saddest sentence I have ever received from someone who admits he loves me what-is. And the phrase also makes me more realistic that, everyone is easy to go and easy also to come. Whatever the reason. And me? More and more stronger 

:) Because I believe, out there will be more sentences that would drop me off. My future. Thank you Iqbal, with I know you can become stronger against what should I opponent. The sentence, I would never forget in my life.

Well, done !

Have a great weekend people...

Get Well Soon, Me ! :)

Tanggal brapa sih ini ? 4 ya ? Sejak kapan tanggal 4 jadi tanggal yang mengibakan buat guee ?? --''

There's long story to tell you guys.

Yang pasti, gw KECELAKAAN. Once more, KE CE LA KA AN !

Buat saat ini, gw blom bisa ceritain keibaan diri gw sendiri. Klo gw udah sehat dan ceria seperti sedia kala nanti pasti gw ceritain deh. Promise !

Cepet sembuh ya gw :D

Habis Hujan Pasti ada Pelangi. Habis Tangis Pasti ada Canda Tawa

Kenapa hujan ?
Kenapa tangis ?

Semua tentang air.
Ada kalanya disaat hujan sebagian orang akan tersenyum. Mungkin menikmati cuaca yang dingin sehingga lebih nyaman berada dikamar berselimut sambil membaca novel atau mungkin menikmati secangkir kopi hangat dan bersenda gurau dengan sesamanya. Atau mungkin gw? Menikmati bau tanah yang terkena hujan. Surga bangeeeettt :)))
Dan minoritas dari itu diluar sana mungkin ada banyak yang akan melakukan aktifitas dihujan yang deras. Yap, seperti sekarang. Gw nulis blog ini ditemani hujan dan mati lampu. Blah!

Bagi mereka yang akan melakukan aktifitas bisa terhalang oleh hujan. Ga semua orang punya roda 4 kan ? Mereka harus berjuang melawan hujan demi aktifitas yang mungkin itu berpengaruh sama masa depannya. Yang naik motor mempersiapkan mantel atau mungkin menunggu sampai hujan reda atau malah menerobos hujan itu tanpa memperhatikaan apa yang terjadi 2 atau 3 hari selnjutnya. Sakit gitu looh.

Sama halnya dengan tangis, air mata yang turun. Tears fall.
Kenpa harus wanita yang cengeng ? Apa karena terlalu menggunakan prsaan atau hatinya setiap menghadapi masalah ? Bukan ! Jangan pernah menganggap wanita lebih sering menggunakan hati dari pada logikanya. Mereka juga manusia yang bisa berfikir jauh. Tapi, salah satu cara untuk membuat mereka lega adalah dengan menangis. Abis nangis ? Mereka lega. Emosi berkurang. Lelah dan langsung tertisur. Dengan begitu masalah yang tadinya dianggap berat dengan sekejap bisa hilang perlahan.

Gw perempuan yang cengeng, honestly. Jangankan ada masalah, rindu akan kehangatan Papa Mama pun gw bisa meraung-raung nangisnya. But yes, kaya yg gw bilang tadi itu salah satu cara bikin gw lega.

Tapi setiap habis air mata, akan tercipta tawa canda yang baru.
Setiap hujan pasti ada pelangi.
Jadi, apa pun yang lo rasain. Cuma lo yang tau gimana cara bikin lo seneng. Nangis? Teriak? Terserah lo.. asal jangan ngerugiin orang lain.

-Dale-