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Minggu, 30 Juni 2013

For You Whom I Loved ~Sukideshita Anata e~

I loved you
I don't know how it happened and why
But I loved you...

I can't answer when you ask "what is love" because I don't know either. But for now, for me now, loving you is when I'm happy just by seeing you. Enjoying your presence alone is enough to pull both sides of my lips, making it very hard to keep myself from grinning. Loving you is when you always pop up in my head even when I really shouldn't think about anything else since I have tons of works to do. Loving you is wanting to know what are you doing right now. Wanting to hear your voice, wanting to see your face.

That's so one-sided since, honestly, I don't care about you or your happiness while as far as I know, loving someone should mean wanted that person to be happy. But not this. This feeling I have is only a longing for me to be happy because of you. That's selfish. And that's not love... but there is no English word for this feeling right now. In Indonesian I will say "suka" not "cinta". In Japanese I will say "suki" not "ai". In English, those words can only be conveyed by four letters. Love.
So let's stick to the "love" one.

Okay back to my "love" that is not that deep and mutual for you.
I guess this feeling will be troublesome for you. There is no chance that you have the same feeling too and me telling you directly would only cause troubles. So I'll keep it to myself. Besides, it's not that this is the first time I fell in "love" with someoen. I've done it thousand times my heart got bruishes. And all those times I fell in "love" I never dared myself to convey it. Either I was not sure that he loves me back, or I didn't have the courage to confess, or I felt no need to "going out" with him, or I didn't want to be the one who confessed. Either way I ended up penting up my feeling. And this time it is no different.

Then why am I writing this? Don't get cokcy. It's not for your sake. It's for my own sake. I wanted to perserve this feeling. I want that the future me will remember that I have ever feel like this. I have ever love someone. I want me to remember.

Before the feeling died or I die because my feeling grows stronger while yours doesn't, I want me to remember.

I loved you.

This feeling might dissapear or grows stronger

But either way, I loved you

Remember that I loved you like this...

Jumat, 22 Februari 2013

I'm So Pathetic My Ear Cries Blood

... ... What's that about? Well, that's about how my left ear splits blood and going 75% deaf temporary (I really hope so). And how did it turned out like this again? Well, I haven't tell you anything actually so let's start from the day a doctor make fun of hardened earwax at the very back of my ear.

By the way, serumen is what you call cerumen is the medical term for ear recess. It is usually gathering inside the ear and will be pushed out to our ear lobe as we eat, speak, laugh, etc. Some cases might lead to hardening of the cerumen just like in my case.

So, back to the story. I woke up in Wednesday morning, feeling like my left ear got some water in it. I tried to shake it off but it didn't work and I still half-deaf. I panicked and the memory of my friend telling me her story of getting Herpes inside your ear makes you deaf, dizzy, feverish, and have trouble in moving flowing back in, raising my panic even more. I called my mom and she told me to go to near by Puskesmas where my Aunt works. By the way, I realize that I'm still a spoiled child even in my twenties. Kind of pathetic the fact that I had to get my mom telling to go to the hospital when I actually already know what to do. Guess that's another thing to fix. Later though. Bleeding ear comes first.

After that, I went there and got my ear examined. And~ here comes the doctor joking around. The doctor is actually pretty kind and not that intimidating. He might be in his late twenties or mid thirties. Wearing glasses and a mask. He took a look at my ear and then, saying "Aw, it's just cerumen hardening at the back of your ear." saying that nonchalantly while giving prescription for a medication to liquidify (is that even a word? :s) the earwax. And the first though coming up to my mind was ," Why didn't you just say 'earwax'?" O well, that goes, I applied the medication. It has to be dropped exactly three drops on each ear. Each ear will require you to lay on your side and wait for the liquid to take action for 10 minutes. Not an easy task to do on campus. My friend saw me laying sideway at the Mosque and said I looked so wasted. Nyahaha. Good point. I WAS wasted anyway. It hurted like hell >.< And I couldn't hear my surrounding well. Being in a place with lots of noises but you can't make that out well is really suffocating. But then there are things I have to do so I endured that Wednesday on campus.
At night, it hurts even more! It Hurts like hell and I can only moaning in pain without able to do anything. The pathetic feeling was similar to when you have sever toothache but can do nothing to ease the pain even for just a little.

Next morning came. Actually I want to spend the day not doing anything and letting my ear have its deserved rest. But then this friend of mine insist that everyone at the boardinghouse will have to go on a karaoke as a commemoration of the end of the semester test. Well, I'm sick of dealing with her tantrum when things doesn't goes as she planned so I come along. I said we should just have two hours of karaoke but she said it should be three hours. Well, whatever, I came along. And it came true. The last one hour of the deafening room, I lay still, grimacing as my ear started to acted up.

Okay. Then we went home and I went to my Aunt's house. Spending the night there. I was tired after the karaoke and My ear still hurt like hell, so I drank the medicine, drop the liquid, and went to sleep. At 3 AM I woke up and started to do the part time job while grumbling. I actually wanted to say that I was sick and wanted a day off, but I would feel defeated that way. So I decided to be stubborn and pretend to be strong enough to write even when my ear keep gnawing on my consciousness.

Morning came, I had only a few hours of sleep and my ear was still deaf. At 8 I came to the Puskemas and there, the doctor was ready to do the operation. I thought it would go as quickly and would feel nothing, but O how universe love to tease me and broke any of my expecation. It hurst like hell when the doctor put some metal stick to take off the earwax. Even thet, he twisted the stick makes me feel like my head was going too explode of too excessive pain from the ear.  I held back my tears as much as I could, and he did that twisting AGAIN! I moaned in pain but keep my head still. And after that dreadful minutes, the doctor said that there was a pimple there inside so we have to make the pimple cured before taking the earwax.

I felt like mashing the doctor hear and there.

AFter that it took one week for the pimple to be cured, and then the earwax was vacuumed off of my ear. I thoght my brain was going to be vacuumed out too.

Well, that was the end. I finally realized how wonderful it is to have two functioning ears. How I had been abusive to my ears and not taking good care of it.

Minggu, 02 Desember 2012

Content Writer no Atashi e

It's been a while since I write anything in my blog... Well, since it's mine, I'll pour this out here, okay.

It's been almost two years since I start my part time job as a content writer. To be honest, from the beginning, I started to think whether what I was doing is right. I started to lose my sleep hours, my grade was not falling that fast but they are falling for sure. My fingers started to twitch and tremble from time to time. I'm afraid... But if I give up here, I though that would make me a snotty brat with no courage and guts to face the pain and toil of what life consist of. So keep going with my work up until now.

Zombie-me, too many works lack of sleep
This semester is extremely hard on me. With all the paper work (I'm a literary department student) and the job keep flooding on me, I feel like my free time had just wasted away. The irony is, the reason why I started doing part time job was so that I could buy myself a PSP. Now I've got my hands on that but have no time to play the game. If I stop the part time job, I'll be back to my spoiled self who ask for things and stuffs to my parents instead of getting the thing myself like I do right now...

Hmmmff... I guess this is how life is... just like in Gundam SeeD's ED, "Doushitemo rakujanai michi o eranda ne..." (Kimi wa Boku ni Nite Iru). That's how I've been seeing the 'World' since junior high... If you want to feel the happiness, you have to suffer first... I'll continue with this suffering for now. I just hope I don't end up letting myself suffer too much.

Oh, for those Indonesian who also wants to join my path of suffering and redemption, you can try to apply yourself as a content writer too here. You then will have to write article of various topics every day, around 1500 - 3000 words each day. The payment is decent and if you work hard, you can get IDR 1,5 - 2,0 million per month. Not bad for a part-time job. But watch for your health ;)

Sabtu, 19 Mei 2012

Kowareta Watashi e

Today I  quiet enjoy myself. Walking around Malioboro with my aunties and bros. Got myself two batik skirts of IDR 20.000 each, and stick with my aunty at JEC on the way home. Guess what we bought back to Aunt Indri's house... A DELL Smartphone. Aunt Iit just bought the device of IDR 3.895.000. Well, guess that's how you can spend your money when you have good position at work, and has yet your own family to share the fortune. It's fun, yet it's lonely sometime. I wonder will I spend my life like that, having no partner when I turned 38 later.

See the reality girl. I'm almost 20 and yet I never been on a date with anyone even once. Sure I wrote a lot of romance fanfic but that's all. It was all my fantasy of how it would be like to love someone and have that person love you back. Demo, are wa tada no mousou da... Even up until know I still could only imagine how it would feel being loved by someone other than your family though...

So, thinking about how pity my love life is makes me frustrated. Even now, when I sit on the front proct of Aunt Indri's house, I feel frustrated on how even my Junior High cousin was just being picked up by her boyfriend for a romantic Saturday-night Cycling while me, a college student in her forth semester, sitting here writing on my blog entry...

So, to I usually get ero when frustrated. Next post might be some smut of my OCs at my workm Dark Peace Chronicle.

Jya, matta ne~

Selasa, 27 Desember 2011

Piracy on the Go

Hisashiburi da wa. It's been so long since the last post I made here. After this I plan to keep this Turks Journal alive by writing either diary entry or something else here. I need to work on my writing skills.

Today, nothing unusual happen. I went to w-net from morning 'till noon. And downloading some ecchi stuffs along my regular anime download XD. Ben-To, now have been completed. Pretty good animation. The main character, Sato, was not as bad as the MC in any other Harem anime. The fighting scenes were also great. Great anime but too bad it was too short...or not. I think 12 episodes are just enough for Ben-To's plot. I don't think I wouldn't get bored if I had to watch too many half-priced bento fight.

Otto... back to my life. From the w-net, I was planning to go to a nearby conbini to get some ice-cream but decided against it. Some cola and Yuppi Neon Worm is enough for my watching companion that afternoon. Getting what I needed in hand, I continue walked down the street while waiting for public transportation to pass. I walked pretty far that time. Having motorcycle or bicycle would be great right... Too bad those two are out of my reach that time... right now too. Kuso, baka-aniki =_=...

De, I spend the whole day watching Ben-To. Oh, along the way, Mr. H and Mr. B contact me regarding campus problem. Taku =_= I hate someone bothering me when I am secluding myself, being country bumpkin that I am... Well, I will do my best to hurt less people. So, Mr. H's demand had been fulfilled but Mr. B's hasn't. I still need more information from him or I can't do my things. And up 'till now. he hasn't give any response =_= Katte ni kuru na! Chantto sestumenshite yo!!! Moo... =_=" Ningen te...

Oh, tomorrow I had to make sure Mr. A go to an event back in Jogja. Fyuu... I hope everything goes right. Please ya Allah, make it right >.<

Oh, by the way, just to remind myself, there are several assignment that I need to do:
- GE Writing Assignment (5-8 pages of Scientific report)
- KI, Makalah (7-10 pages+cover)
- Book Report (Last book, Wuthering Heights)

Fyuuhh... Maybe tomorrow I will start working on my GE Writing and the last book report.