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Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Back
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
The feeling of not having anyone to watch your back, for me, it is frustrating.
I think the core of being human is to have another human as our support group. People that will stand up for us except ourselves. People that we can count on. People that watches our back. People that appreciate, rather than looked down on, us. People that believe, rather than underrate, us.
The feeling of not having anyone to watch your back, for me, it is irritating and saddening. But most of all, isolating. Lonely-ing.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Lani
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
Photos by : Rizeki Raharja Artwork and Design
I remember the sand that get stuck under your nail
On our date to the beach.
And the pink stain on your left cheek
After our kiss.
And then I remember the sky got less blue
And the grass less green
After you left.
(Inspired by : Lani, the sky can never get less blue, but the vision might gets blurry)
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Be Minor
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
Wandered into an unfamiliar place. Crawled into a space we don't really fit.
Most of us never really know how it feels to be a minority.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
City Of Broken Souls
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
Photo by : Rizeki Raharja Artwork and Photography
A : I want to go to a city where all the broken souls gather.
B : You sound depressed.
A : Why?
B : Why would anyone go to a place where all the broken souls gather? Why would anyone with hope, positive mind, and a future, wanted to leave a happy place?
A : Why not?
B : Why do you want to go to a city where all the broken souls gather?
A : I want to cure them.
(Inspired by a post from Sincere Soul )
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Delish
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
Day 1 :
A : What do you want to eat tonight?
B : Soerabi with banana fillings and chocholate-cheese topping
A : Oke!
Day 3 :
A : What do you want to eat tonight?
B : Soerabi with ba..
A : We already ate that yesterday, and two nights ago. Want to try something else?
B : Ok. Soerabi with nuts fillings and vla pelangi topping
A : ...
Day 4 :
A : Let's go eat soerabi!
B : *biggrin
Monday, December 31, 2012
Basics
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
A : I envy you so much, even your slightest moves.
B : I love you
A : I envy the way you fearlessly travel far. Far into the unknown.
B : I love you
A : I envy that raindrops doesn't scare you, and thunder doesn't hold you back.
B : I love you
A : Me too
B : I know you love yourself too.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Fairy Godmother
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
A : Why did they invent fairytale just to tell lies, Mom?
B : What lies?
A : They lie about life.
A : It is not as easy, as funny, as beautiful, as smooth, and as fair as they said.
B : Yes, it's not. But life is also not as sorrowfull, as tantalize, and as inconvenient.
B : They put it exactly like it is. You know how Cinderella had to lost her dad and be tortured by her step-mother first before finally become a princess right? Nothing is as easy and as funny. Even in fairytales, they struggles.
Monday, December 28, 2009
The Tale of The Pigeon's BFF
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
copyrighted by : Copyproof
My life is spinning on a single street.
A Road that has a desire, a desire to impose, and a desire to create.
But my life has always been under the shadow of you.
That looks much brighter.
Who always seemed more interesting,
Pigeons.
But I'm happy to spin on that road of mine
Which is not much brighter.
And is under the shadow of you.
That road which did not seem more attractive.
Mine-
-Ugly duckling.
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My life is spinning on a single street.
A Road that has a desire, a desire to impose, and a desire to create.
But my life has always been under the shadow of you.
That looks much brighter.
Who always seemed more interesting,
Pigeons.
But I'm happy to spin on that road of mine
Which is not much brighter.
And is under the shadow of you.
That road which did not seem more attractive.
Mine-
-Ugly duckling.
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Saturday, December 26, 2009
What Is So Bad About Honesty
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
....so most people prefer a lie?
A friend once told me that most people consider me "bad guy" because I was too honest in expressing my head. And so I asked him : what is so wrong about telling the truth? and he said that there was nothing wrong in saying honesty, it's just that I should sweeten the way I'm delivering it. - Well..Should I?
What do you think honesty means? To say something without being added or subtracted, is it not? If it's being sweetened, can it still be called the truth?
Well.. They can call me evil.. But that is my principle. I won't tell lies. And if they're not okay with that, then they should have told me in person. I'm okay with that. And anyway, I dont tell if they dont ask, right?
Those also people that did not even bother to try to know me, but they bother to say that I am evil. How did they know? How could they tell who I am if we barely talk to each other? Those kind of people, those that did not wanna be friend with me, They just have no clue how good a friend I am. lol
A friend once told me that most people consider me "bad guy" because I was too honest in expressing my head. And so I asked him : what is so wrong about telling the truth? and he said that there was nothing wrong in saying honesty, it's just that I should sweeten the way I'm delivering it. - Well..Should I?
What do you think honesty means? To say something without being added or subtracted, is it not? If it's being sweetened, can it still be called the truth?
Well.. They can call me evil.. But that is my principle. I won't tell lies. And if they're not okay with that, then they should have told me in person. I'm okay with that. And anyway, I dont tell if they dont ask, right?
Those also people that did not even bother to try to know me, but they bother to say that I am evil. How did they know? How could they tell who I am if we barely talk to each other? Those kind of people, those that did not wanna be friend with me, They just have no clue how good a friend I am. lol
Sunday, November 29, 2009
The Between Life and Death
Posted by
qinthaaaaa
I made this blog, because I want to pour my personal thoughts into words.
I want to talk about things that I think is right, wrong, dislocated, or misjudged.
A few nights ago, I saw an old lady looking anxious as she tried to cross the street with her husband. I was with my mom, inside our moving car, as they tried to cross the street. They tried hard, full of doubt because their age has blurred their sight.
Seeing them that night, suddenly made me thought about my life. Someday, if my age is not the short one, I'll be old, just like them. People I know will be gone. One by one. Bringing every tears I cried for them, and every memories I'll try to hold. My grandparents, my dad, my mom, my brothers and sisters, and then me. Everyone will die. And the list does not always go that way. I could be the first one to die. It could be anyone. It could be tomorrow.
I imagine how I'll feel if my mom's gone. And I feel teribly sad just thinking about it.
Sometimes I feel unhappy about my life. My mom and I, sometimes we fought. We are not always get along with each other. If I think carefully, I've treated her badly. She has worked so hard to keep me breath. She'll do everything to give me a good life. And I haven't given her anything. I haven't done anything to please her.
I think... I will love anyone like I won't have any tomorrow. I will treat people in every good ways possible. I will do things that make them happy. I will tell them how much I love them like I won't have any other chance to say it. I will make my life worth living. I don't want to be a typical creature that live and then die without leaving any goods to Earth. I dont want my life being a waste. I want people to remember me as someone good, as someone that means a lot. My life will mean something. My dead will be remembered.
I'll try my hardest to make it happen!! I'll be a better person everyday. I will be usefull! My life will be usefull! I'll be a better me each day. I'll be a great person.
I want to talk about things that I think is right, wrong, dislocated, or misjudged.
A few nights ago, I saw an old lady looking anxious as she tried to cross the street with her husband. I was with my mom, inside our moving car, as they tried to cross the street. They tried hard, full of doubt because their age has blurred their sight.
Seeing them that night, suddenly made me thought about my life. Someday, if my age is not the short one, I'll be old, just like them. People I know will be gone. One by one. Bringing every tears I cried for them, and every memories I'll try to hold. My grandparents, my dad, my mom, my brothers and sisters, and then me. Everyone will die. And the list does not always go that way. I could be the first one to die. It could be anyone. It could be tomorrow.
I imagine how I'll feel if my mom's gone. And I feel teribly sad just thinking about it.
Sometimes I feel unhappy about my life. My mom and I, sometimes we fought. We are not always get along with each other. If I think carefully, I've treated her badly. She has worked so hard to keep me breath. She'll do everything to give me a good life. And I haven't given her anything. I haven't done anything to please her.
I think... I will love anyone like I won't have any tomorrow. I will treat people in every good ways possible. I will do things that make them happy. I will tell them how much I love them like I won't have any other chance to say it. I will make my life worth living. I don't want to be a typical creature that live and then die without leaving any goods to Earth. I dont want my life being a waste. I want people to remember me as someone good, as someone that means a lot. My life will mean something. My dead will be remembered.
I'll try my hardest to make it happen!! I'll be a better person everyday. I will be usefull! My life will be usefull! I'll be a better me each day. I'll be a great person.