actually this song doesn't have the video yet, but someone in youtube make it as his project of assignment. i don't need to swear, it's really awesome. both, the song and the video.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
The Hunger Games E-book
today is the premier of The Hunger Games in every part of the world including Indonesia.
i haven't got the opportunity to buy the book and download the soundtrack, even more watch the movie. so all i can do is just staring at all the post that spread in tumblr.
so i try to seek further infos on google, i got this e-book of the trilogy The Hunger Games, i try to read but again i have no time, so it's gonna take a long time to finish at least one book
here you can download it 1 2 3
i just read the beginning page and it already feels good, i think i'm gonna like it a lot.
i haven't got the opportunity to buy the book and download the soundtrack, even more watch the movie. so all i can do is just staring at all the post that spread in tumblr.
so i try to seek further infos on google, i got this e-book of the trilogy The Hunger Games, i try to read but again i have no time, so it's gonna take a long time to finish at least one book
here you can download it 1 2 3
i just read the beginning page and it already feels good, i think i'm gonna like it a lot.
One Midnight Thought
this is midnight, and all i can do is nothing. i've been rolling in my bed for more than an hour and still can not sleep. this thing that pushes the blood all over my body keeps beating faster, i try to imagine anything good from the impossible until the absurd one, but none of those drag me to a calmer feeling. those another terrifying things spinning around as if there's merry-go-round full of evils above my head.
i didn't really interact with people today, cause it's a holiday, i just spent a whole day at home, 'cept this evening i had to see my friend, he's just got home after having a surgery. it's fun, then again when everything's back home, i have to face people whom i have to make them proud of, big burden. oh no, it's not a burden, it is a responsibility.
i still can't sleep, i don't even have any intention to close my eyes, but blink. there's no one left i can talk to right now, one of them just waved 'good night' to me, i used to have another one i'm sure that person already sail through the ocean of dream. they're really nice, God gives the best, no doubt, la haula wa la kuwata illa billah.
i really have no idea what tomorrow will be, all i can think is... okay, tomorrow will be just okay. all the matters in school really make me wanna move to another town, or country if i may. sometimes, i just wonder how my friends will react if i leave school and decide to move, will they cry for me? will they be sad? will they feel lost?. the same thing, i always wonder what they will do if i die. lucky me, some of my friends already know my place, so they know where will my funeral be. i really want them to make a kind of memorial for me hahaha, duh! as if i'm a famous singer.
i've been thinking to make a counting of my bless, but it'll never be enough till my fingers broken. there are so many things in this world we should be grateful for, start from a tiny thing, breathing is the best thing we have to be thankful, but people sometimes forget that and start to feel so miserable.
i wanna confess, my friends. sometimes i'm really sick of you, one is so arrogant, one is so miss perfect, one is so queen of the world, one is so clueless, one is so rude, one is so selfish. but the think i always remember is i own all of those adjective, i'm the combination of those people, means i'm as bad as i think they are, or even more. i'm not mature enough. exhibit A: i'm still talk bad about people, i know everybody does, but i think i'm the worst. hint for you guys, my silence is the indication of my decreasing happy-o-meter only for the person whom i shut him/her up.
i'm scared to death because of my over self-confidence. sometimes, it's out of control. sometimes, it makes me hurt people. sometimes, it makes me to tie up the situation and pull it to my own kingdom. sometimes, it makes me friend with superman, batman and catwoman, what am i? lazywoman. sometimes, it brings me to the well of sorrow, cause it gives a high expectation though.
okay, i'm starting to be sleepy. good thing i have an escape here. oh my God it's been 00:46, and once again i'm doing nothing but typing.
geez, i always end up writing something about my unworthy life, really i swear i really want to post something good, i'll try a short story maybe one day. because it's my online not-too-personal diary, i ... sometimes don't like people to read especially in front of me and honestly i'm super uncomfortable if they talk about what i write on my blog in public. yes, all the information here is total honest from myself, but don't you think you know me well through this site. my big 'who i am' and 'my secret' are never gonna be easily written understandably here.
well, before i spell a name, i should've ended these priceless paragraphs. good morning everyone, have a good life.
GBus
xoxo, F
i didn't really interact with people today, cause it's a holiday, i just spent a whole day at home, 'cept this evening i had to see my friend, he's just got home after having a surgery. it's fun, then again when everything's back home, i have to face people whom i have to make them proud of, big burden. oh no, it's not a burden, it is a responsibility.
i still can't sleep, i don't even have any intention to close my eyes, but blink. there's no one left i can talk to right now, one of them just waved 'good night' to me, i used to have another one i'm sure that person already sail through the ocean of dream. they're really nice, God gives the best, no doubt, la haula wa la kuwata illa billah.
i really have no idea what tomorrow will be, all i can think is... okay, tomorrow will be just okay. all the matters in school really make me wanna move to another town, or country if i may. sometimes, i just wonder how my friends will react if i leave school and decide to move, will they cry for me? will they be sad? will they feel lost?. the same thing, i always wonder what they will do if i die. lucky me, some of my friends already know my place, so they know where will my funeral be. i really want them to make a kind of memorial for me hahaha, duh! as if i'm a famous singer.
i've been thinking to make a counting of my bless, but it'll never be enough till my fingers broken. there are so many things in this world we should be grateful for, start from a tiny thing, breathing is the best thing we have to be thankful, but people sometimes forget that and start to feel so miserable.
i wanna confess, my friends. sometimes i'm really sick of you, one is so arrogant, one is so miss perfect, one is so queen of the world, one is so clueless, one is so rude, one is so selfish. but the think i always remember is i own all of those adjective, i'm the combination of those people, means i'm as bad as i think they are, or even more. i'm not mature enough. exhibit A: i'm still talk bad about people, i know everybody does, but i think i'm the worst. hint for you guys, my silence is the indication of my decreasing happy-o-meter only for the person whom i shut him/her up.
i'm scared to death because of my over self-confidence. sometimes, it's out of control. sometimes, it makes me hurt people. sometimes, it makes me to tie up the situation and pull it to my own kingdom. sometimes, it makes me friend with superman, batman and catwoman, what am i? lazywoman. sometimes, it brings me to the well of sorrow, cause it gives a high expectation though.
okay, i'm starting to be sleepy. good thing i have an escape here. oh my God it's been 00:46, and once again i'm doing nothing but typing.
geez, i always end up writing something about my unworthy life, really i swear i really want to post something good, i'll try a short story maybe one day. because it's my online not-too-personal diary, i ... sometimes don't like people to read especially in front of me and honestly i'm super uncomfortable if they talk about what i write on my blog in public. yes, all the information here is total honest from myself, but don't you think you know me well through this site. my big 'who i am' and 'my secret' are never gonna be easily written understandably here.
well, before i spell a name, i should've ended these priceless paragraphs. good morning everyone, have a good life.
GBus
xoxo, F
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Westlife - Loneliness Knows Me by Name
i love Westlife till dead, it's soooooo sad that i can't attend their farewell concert in Indonesia. it doesn't matter though, just so you know Mark, i will always love you. i like them their music and their complete face since i was 7, me and my friend were so crazy about 'em.
this was the first song played after i turned on my laptop when i got home today, after really exhausting day. so tired, God.
this was the first song played after i turned on my laptop when i got home today, after really exhausting day. so tired, God.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
That was then, This is now
those are my really really beloved classmates, which has enlightened my world for the last 3 years. i couldn't be grateless for them, i love them so much.
yesterday, i came home with my friend, he sang 'a gift of a friend' by Demi Lovato all the way. it did sound so beautiful all of sudden, after all we've been through these time. we have no more than a month remaining until the final exam, wish us luck, k?
yesterday, i came home with my friend, he sang 'a gift of a friend' by Demi Lovato all the way. it did sound so beautiful all of sudden, after all we've been through these time. we have no more than a month remaining until the final exam, wish us luck, k?
Saturday, March 3, 2012
okay, where do i begin?
starting with the first day of this week. i had just finished practical examination with the whole lab stuff which has no fun. that day i just sighed a lil' bit relaxed a lil' bit, because the next two days i'd have the first try out of final examination, and TODAY finally i got it all finished. messily.
this is weekend by the way, don't wanna talk about school so much.
this was a really tense week, everything was just above the nerve, and once again i always say
What Words
dear Ashley and Mary
i'm glad to be your friend
i'm glad you include me in your conversation
i'm glad i have an opportunity to be your lil' sister
i'm glad to have you always by my side
please, stand in front of the mirror and point yourself
please, say to yourself whether it is you
please, get a grab on to something
please, make up your mind
well, it was just trashy sentences which showed a different emotion in each phrases. i always think about something weird lately. i drew doodles in school 4 days ago, i think it's not good since i just did it for fun. but some of my friends said it's really good, i'm blushed. school got infinite boredom, so people just doodle around like me, everywhere. i usually draw some on my hand because of my obsession to have tattoos on my wrist, but unfortunately i'm prohibited for that, so it's just a pen :(
i also requested a doodle from my tumblr friend, actually it was happened a long time ago but i just can re-post it now. sometimes i really want to write something useful instead of just shouting crap of my life here, but i'm lack of information, plus lazy enough to think something new, okay let it be let it be.
another thing which makes me always grinning is Alfred Thomas Highmore a.k.a Freddie Highmore followed me back on twitter, i've adored him since Finding Neverland until The Art Of Getting By. He's total awesome.
keep smiling keep shining :)
starting with the first day of this week. i had just finished practical examination with the whole lab stuff which has no fun. that day i just sighed a lil' bit relaxed a lil' bit, because the next two days i'd have the first try out of final examination, and TODAY finally i got it all finished. messily.
this is weekend by the way, don't wanna talk about school so much.
this was a really tense week, everything was just above the nerve, and once again i always say
" Your happiness, your sorrow, your feeling of love, your feeling of loathing, are absolutely decided by your own self. Set your mind to be "i beg y'all to give your best prayer for me, i've decided to be an architect in Gadjah Mada University, i really do hope i can get in. i have so much struggle to deal about college stuffs, i used to wanna be a psychologist but unfortunately faculty of psychology in that university in a social side, while i'm in science.
What Words
dear Ashley and Mary
i'm glad to be your friend
i'm glad you include me in your conversation
i'm glad i have an opportunity to be your lil' sister
i'm glad to have you always by my side
dear Holden
i want you to be my friend
i want you to include me in your conversation
i want to have an opportunity to be your lil' sister
i want to have you always by my side
dear Regina i want you to be my friend
i want you to include me in your conversation
i want to have an opportunity to be your lil' sister
i want to have you always by my side
please, stand in front of the mirror and point yourself
please, say to yourself whether it is you
please, get a grab on to something
please, make up your mind
dear Byron
stand in front of the mirror and point yourself!
say to yourself whether it is you!
get a grab on to something!
make up your mind!
stand in front of the mirror and point yourself!
say to yourself whether it is you!
get a grab on to something!
make up your mind!
well, it was just trashy sentences which showed a different emotion in each phrases. i always think about something weird lately. i drew doodles in school 4 days ago, i think it's not good since i just did it for fun. but some of my friends said it's really good, i'm blushed. school got infinite boredom, so people just doodle around like me, everywhere. i usually draw some on my hand because of my obsession to have tattoos on my wrist, but unfortunately i'm prohibited for that, so it's just a pen :(
i also requested a doodle from my tumblr friend, actually it was happened a long time ago but i just can re-post it now. sometimes i really want to write something useful instead of just shouting crap of my life here, but i'm lack of information, plus lazy enough to think something new, okay let it be let it be.
another thing which makes me always grinning is Alfred Thomas Highmore a.k.a Freddie Highmore followed me back on twitter, i've adored him since Finding Neverland until The Art Of Getting By. He's total awesome.
keep smiling keep shining :)
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