Senin, 28 Februari 2011

Sabtu, 19 Februari 2011

mi padre, mi héroe

you want to know my hero? my dad. yes, he's my hero and always be my hero. i adore him more than anyone i could adore. i'm proud of him. always.



and i made this...

Fruits of Holiday

Hello, i just got back to bs after spent my (short) holiday at home. This holiday i made some pictures but mostly i spent days playing the sims and watching television haha. so here are some pictures...






Selasa, 08 Februari 2011

Abstract

Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come with talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains
Within the sound of silence

The Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel

Recently that song become my favorite song. First time I heard it when I watched The Graduate (Dustin Hoffman, 1967) & I loved that movie. I actually don't know what I want to write here, I just feel like I want to share something. 

Sometimes, what we want doesn't fit the reality. We can't always have what we want. And that's life.

I have many wishes and I'm sure all of you do. Expectations, wishes, hopes, all the great things that you really wanted in this life. But, does the reality gives you everything you want? Maybe you're lucky enough to have it all but... I'm sure, deep in your heart you want something but you can't have it. And I do feel like, "God, I really want it but why can't I have it but s/he can?". But then again, I started to think, maybe others feel like that way too. They think that I can have something that they want but they can't have it. We will never feel that life is fair, we want more and more and more.

Grateful... at least that's what I (we) have to do. God has give us so many things even if it's not like what we wished for, at least, God knows what is better for us. Better we have it or not. Better we get it or not.

I'm a sensitive person actually. I easily get mad, cry and yeah you know what I mean "sensitive". And sometimes I feel like want to cry whenever I see homeless people and the street children... I looked back to my childhood, I was playing doll and toys when I was a child like them, but they, in that age, they are struggling to have money at least to eat. And all I know that the street is cruel. Crime, and all nightmares that I ever heard... I sometime imagine, how was they life... In that age, their face look like they had a VERY HARD THING IN LIFE.

I remembered that my sociology teacher once told me a story. She was in research about street children. She said, there was a boy (street boy) that used the money to buy a glue (which he smells the scent and it gives him fantasy). And my teacher asked him, why did he does it. And he does “Because when it gives me fantasy, I could imagine that I went to school... I imagined my self wearing school uniform and study together with friends, playing... do such things like those lucky children do. Because, my parents don't have money, so I can't go to school.” SPEECHLESS, that was all I got when I heard that story.

Grateful is the best way we can do. Even if sometime we can't get what we want but at least look at the bright side. There is always the bright side of everything. God knows what best for us. Trust God. And me, I'm trying to accept what God has given to me even if somehow there are some unfulfilled expectations. Trying to be mature enough to face the reality. And I wish I can. I wish we can :)