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*Part 1*
Maybe you don’t get what the relation between the subjects of the title. But, once you read the complete story, i think it will be easy to relate them ;)
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I kind of had this special day with Fika. Last Friday, right away after first class, Fika approached me, drag me somewhere and shot me with this sentence…
“ You are going to call that magazine office, ask them whether you still able to do the interview. My appointment is on 11, so call them now so we can go together!”
I was dumbstruck. Could I reschedule it? I cancelled my appointment yesterday because my group presentation and test would be held at the same time as the interview schedule. Regarding the responsibility that i had not only toward myself, but also toward my group friends, so I had chosen to sacrifice the internship interview. It was not easy to decide which one I should done, of course. But I was sincerely letting go of the interview chance so that I could save my team. My chance was over; I should not have any other chances available!
But it was once said that God always knows what inside your heart, He always knows your heart wishes, then gives you the BEST. So, I thought He gave me another chance! And I grab it fast!! :-))
–And oh! We also have to meet Easy Tiger at the evening for our journalism assignment”
“Arrree you seriousss??? I thought the interview with Easy Tiger would be tomorrow afternoon…” *I am not decent, right now ya know? My heart screamed.
“Yea, I forgot to tell you earlier, but it is all settle. We will meet them at Pondok Indah, and since we will go to Kebayoran Lama first, it is not that far…”
Awkey…
Thirty minutes later, I and Fika were on Transjakarta, on our way there. Even though we didn’t know where exactly that office location, we confidently went there, trusting our feet and eyes and a little information from people we had asked. Well, I had heard that women are bad at reading maps and men are not able to sit down and be quite for twenty minutes. That’s true fellas!! We were lost!! :O
After two hours of journey, we finally arrived at Kebayoran Lama busway stop, we get out of it. But, we couldn’t locate it well, so we didn’t know where we were!! Even worst, we saw no sign of taxi. Then, we had to walk for more miles, I bet. Then we crossed the rail way and a market where people sold Ducks, yes! living Ducks, Roosters, the breathing ones, even Birds, the real-flying-tweeting kind of birds!! On our feet. Hahaha It was crazy. Then we found our self in the middle of a market where you can buy clothes and vegetables, Lost! We were totally lost. Godness!!! I didn’t even know that place was even exist!! LOL
Oh how could this be? I started to feel the hard “sick” part. Maybe God was giving test on us to know how much our courage would be. And I am not that kind of girl who easy in giving up! ;) and so did Fika. We kept going on our little feet. We walked for another miles and we found one moving thing, a car! Angkot yah tepat nya!! *Woo feel the God Bless! Haha We saved!!! So we asked the driver and yes, he said that this car route would pass that magazine office! So we hoped in and went to heaven!!
Lie. The car didn’t run for minutesminutesminutes later. We were so late, tired and wet of sweat. And we had not have our lunch yet. It was minutes to 2 PM. And our appointment was on 11 AM *embarrassed. After a couple of minutes accompanied by the blazing sun and flooding sweat, the particular vehicle start moving. Ew! We were not decent for any kind of internship interview. Bad hair day, sweats, tired… but there’s no turning back. We had went that farrrrrr.
Ta-Dah! Here we were! Finally arrive at that particular 3 stories office. In that minimalist yet cozy Lobby, we filled the documents and no longer that fifteen minutes, the magazine lady called on us. Fika went first. The interview was no longer than fifteen minutes , I bet. Then here was my turn. I was nervous, I was worried that I would ruin it and all the things that I had done to be there would turn into nothing… because it seemed like I gave everything to be there and I really wanted the intership!
Well, people would not know what God had planned for people until they found it out theirself. It turned out that the schedule of the internship subject clashed with my final test for 2nd semester schedule… I was speechless…if I don’t do great on my test… apa kabar beasiswa???!! Moreover, If I would not be able to do the internship job since it clashed with my final test schedule.. why God seems like giving me another chance in the first place… whatever God had planned for us is a greatest mystery I have ever known.
And I still don’t understand it. Not even a bit.
But the time was still ticking, we had places to go, jobs to done. So i didn’t over think it, just let it be, who knows it would led me to another great moment, another cheerish time, another happiness.
I Love you without knowing why how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexity or pride. So I love you because i know no other way than this; where i does not exist, nor you. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand. So that close your eyes close as i fall asleep.
—Pablo Neruda, SONNET XVII
(Source: what-do-i-wear, via unenlightened)
“…You have to understand. I am no one special. I am just a single girl. I am five feet two inches tall and I am in-between in everyway.
But I have a secret. You can build walls all the way to the sky and i will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but i will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing…”
—Delirium, Lauren Oliver
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The Cover of My Next Album!! #AsIf LOL
Hmm. Smile. It reminds me of the event on May the 3rd and 16th.
On may the 3rd at 1.30 pm I should be at Bangsal, a rural tiny village which only could be reached by boat in Palembang, to attend my grandfather funeral ceremony. But that time I had intro to journalism exam. and after that I checked my scores of other exam and It made me smile like crazy. And after that I accompanied my sweet girls to see a show where crazy famous guys telling jokes like crazy. And it made arrive at home very late at night. I was tired. I was so tired. Could you understand my emotional roller coaster? I felt nervous then happy yet sad and guilty. I was so exhausted that day. I did not even let any single drop of tears streaming down my face. But the next day, I cried like crazy.
But I never regret what I’ve done that day, because I smile a lot that day, yeah included some sad-guilty smiles. Oh! And that day, I met a guy that.. hmm I think I will tell you later on ;) …….. (or never :P )
Well, now, I wanna tell you what happened to me on 16th may. It was one of historical day because I found out that I was so wrong hiding my weaknesses and it made me seem arrogant. But I really am not an arrogant person. I don’t want to be arrogant… now, I feel guilty to myself because I made other perceive myself wrong. So, as the make up for it, I will greet and smile to every one. Includes stranger! Haha way too extreme, but you know what I mean ;) . Also, that day, I met THAT guy again. Hihihi *blushing* yes, I was seeing him. But it was nothing personal (oh how I wish! lol) and we kinda talked but not verbally (how pathetic!) but it was because so many people gather around him and i was too shy to come closer (?)
Ohlala~ I don’t know but I don’t wanna let my hopes up. Well, please liv, just stick to the reality for this freaking time!
That’s all from me for now,
XOXO, Liv
P.S People love to watch you smile. So smile widely till your cheeks hurt! Lol :P
So, this last two weeks got me wondering… Hell! what did i get myself into??!!!
Ha! isn’t it funny how sometimes the things we want the most could get us trapped in hard situation?? Uhm like, Mental hardcore situation????
Well, first thing first, frankly, I never thought I would get this far, even, I never thought I could get this far haha. I am just one more step away into the highest position of HMILKOM UB, Ta-Dah! The President of HMILKOM UB, phew.. the phrase kinda makes me scared remembering all the responsibilities!! Haha. Actually I never planned it, to be in this position, but when I follow the regulations and all procedure, this is where it got me. So, I guess sometimes things just happen in your live even without you ask or realize (or like). And yes, it is something we should be grateful of. And I am so grateful of it. And now I think I just have to follow the path, do the best that I can. And whatever I’ve done, I never gave up on it, have i? and i always try my best to focus and give my best to whatever I’m doing.
As for the rest, I believe Allah love me that Allah only would give the best for me :) and I’ve learned the lesson that great things never happens twice, so when you get the chance, grab it fast as you grab that lovely half-priced wedges!! Woohoo.
But, what bothers me is my insecurity.
Yes. I.n.s.e.c.u.r.i.t.y k.i.l.l.s y.o.u f.r.o.m t.h.e I.n.s.i.d.e | a.n.d I’.m d.y.i.n.g | end of the story.
No, not really end of the story, actually. I should fight this right? We all should fight our insecurity, because happiness doesn’t live in it. We will never achieve the best things we deserve if we let insecurity stop us. So, here’s the rule : whatever we do, when the insecurity approaches us, just fight it like cat fight dog! Yes, dog is bigger than cat and it’s stronger that sometimes makes cat weak. But, we will never be the weak cat again, no no more. We can fight it. We will fight it!
Talking about weakness. All this time, I never wanted show my weaknesses to other. They will easily destroy us if we show our weaknesses. Do you remember those epic hero movies? the hero almost lose and put the world in danger when the bad guy kidnapped the girl he love? Doesn’t weaknesses could destroy you just in a blink of an eye? So, when I feel weak, I try so hard not to seem so. I put my serious slash poker face which kinda makes me hard to move 17 of my face muscles (read: smiling). And it turns out that it makes me look arrogant, yeah some friends told me so! Hahaha I want to laugh out loud for real because it turns out that the time I feel weak inside is the time I seem so arrogant from the outside! Gosh. All this time, I was wrong at delivering my message. Hmm, maybe because I manipulated it, so indeed, it turns out otherwise. Could be. Well, I just wanna feel stronger by hiding my weaknesses, my fears. But I’ve heard the suggestion that it was not right. Hellyeah, we all are human. I am human. Human has weaknesses and so do i. it just sometimes I don’t feel like want the whole world know that I am weak. But I am human and so do you and I think without I say it out loud you should know better that I have weaknesses that I refuse to show, just like when I refuse to show the whole world when I feel tired, sick, broken heart, or hurt. But my non verbal message failed miserably. Oh how epic! Pfft.
Nah! The point is I skip the pretended smile. Because maybe I was to tired to smile? Yeah, that one things reminded me how important and powerful smile is. We should smile all the time people! But not the all the time like every minute, but all the time when you feel the change emotion. Remember to smile! The smile that comes from your heart :))
KEEP CALM AND ….
Olivia and Marseila for HMILKOM UB
our hearts for HMILKOM UB <3
Everybody is a genius. http://weheartit.com/entry/28445035
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I have a new print ‘Pleiades’ available from Knee Deep in Sleep.
Edition of 50 -signed, embossed and supplied with a certificate of authenticity.
Still alot to do, but here’s a sneak peak of a commission I’m working on.
want. now.
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