so long, facebook

'akhirnya..waktu membuktikan, cucuku yang katanya binal..
debora..anaknya chris dan yoty yang katanya steril..kelakuannya liar dan tersebar di internet'

sebuah penghinaan yang menusuk tajam hati gw.

hari ini.. orang tua gw cuma bisa diem
nerima penghinaan orang laen
yang adalah keluarga besarnya sendiri.

gw udah ga tau mesti ngmg apa.

gw emang pernah
nakal ato apalah kata lo.

terserah. gw ga tau mesti block sapa aja. karena orang2 yg tak disangka pun stalk gwe.

mulai hari ini. debora christy manusama sudah dihapus. thx

what i learned today

find out what you're good at

and do it like nobody else does it

do not hasten to throw up the bitter
for it might be an antidote
do not hasten to swallow the sweet
for it might be a poison

waiting room.

oh how much do we all hate it, when someone says 'please wait here for a moment'
waiting rooms are usually made of four surrounding walls
with a few chairs and nothing else

probably a water dispenser and a tv
but the most important thing in the waiting room
is the clock. that reminds u and tells u
how long have u been waiting.

regardless of what the clock is telling us
we have to let others come first
embrace that unpleasant vibe of being 'left hanging uncertainly'
wait patiently though we might have an urgent need
and let the waiting takes our time and energy

on the 6th day of the year
it's the room where I'm at.

all i want is to hear my name called.

question marks

in just a few hours, a whole new year is coming.

wishes. dreams. memories. regrets. and gratitude overwhelm mankind.

i personally am more overwhelmed by questions.

questions of whether i should stay, or go.


of whether am i making the right choices, or not.

of what's the whole journey gonna be like for the next 12 months.

question marks. i've always ended up my years with questions marks.

but, hey.

at least i still got the chance to not end it with a period, right?

everything by Lifehouse

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.
You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything

--a beautiful song that left me with no choice but to cry and thank God for grace.

the worst class ever

"This class is the worst class anyone has ever taught"

--Mike Minehan told me & Aditi as soon as we got to class..30 minutes late, Aditi handing her essay which was due the week before. The class was empty, we were the first ones who turned up. Marielle, Steph, and JY arrived a few minutes after..Minehan looked a bit tired that day.

He told me that our class has been the worst class by far. We're the laziest, tardiest, and most unmotivated class anyone has ever taught. He told us that the communication department of insearch held a meeting to talk about a new system, because of our class. Woowwww..

were we that bad, people?

I didn't know we were..I didn't know that we were so bad that we contribute to the change of the whole system in insearch' communication department. it's not a very good feeling to have ur lecturer telling you that.

I think we're creative, I think we're different, even though we're only a few.. but! we're lazy, I admit that. we could hardly show up on time for classes, we hand in our assignment late, etc.

but, I think it's juz quite rude to tell us that we're the worst class anyone has ever taught, I'm sure some teachers still love us hehee..

what do u guys think?

Where is my red-heart shaped balloon?

I know. The title is quite too 'cutesy' and cheesy, but hey! it's the title of my short film project that I'm going to shoot tomorrow..aaarghh.. I am sooo excited! yet nervous at the same time...anyways..here's the synopsis that I've written for the proposal

"An innocent young girl is searching for love. She is on a mission to find a guy with a red heart-shaped balloon. She searches around the crowded city to find him. A few guys appeared but they eventually disappeared. At the end of the day, the girl gets tired, hopeless, desperate, and is ready to go home. Suddenly, a red, heart shaped balloon appears from across the street. Is it only her illusion? Or has she really found her red, heart-shaped balloon?"

hehe.. this movie metaphors love as a Red heart-shaped balloon.. it will be only about 5 minutes, with no dialogue. I really want to make this film good, soo.. support me please, people! leave comments, tell me what u think about the movie, etc. mwah mwahh!