Someday

Hi, its 0:40 my laptop's clock.
Its been a long time since I wrote, right? Hehehe well maybe its not that long
Ehm anyway, happy 68th birthday my beloved country, Indonesia. I didn't follow any ceremony today, I mean I have no school now hehehe yea I'm going to college. Time flies..
Lately, I kinda have some insomnia, dunno how, maybe because of the medicine I took.
As you think, my body got down ehmmm 5 days ago. And my skin is getting worst. Sometimes, I really want to have a health body and soul, but then I think, maybe I won't be so close with Allah if I have no pain.

Ok, I don't know where this writing will go but, I kinda thinking.
I've just watched 5cm on one of national tv station, and I remembered how my struggle to get the ticket of it. I remembered mas Radith too. That day, we were..... hmm forget it. Yea, its been a long time, I mean, I know he must be sick of my attitude lately, so I won't disturb him, anymore, I won't yea I won't do anything to him I mean like something strange in his eyes like yaaa ckck I don't know. I just feel like, this is the time, like yea I have to let him on his own. Yea, we're not kids anymore.

But, I have a dream..
Or maybe, a dream won't come true if you broadcast it(?)
but, I just want you to know, blogsky. I have nobody.
Have you listen the song of Bruno Mars, entitled Rest? Ya, that song was you know  amazing, soooooo amazing I think. I don't know how God can create the most romantic person like him, oke alay time-_- no no I mean, I have a dream that #someday there will be someone who sing it to me.. And look into my eyes, deep into my eyes, with his honest smile. I hope, someday..
Or maybe, if it wouldn't happen, I will sing it in mas Radith's wedding. :)
Someday..

D.

Bukan

Kemarin, mba Katarina bilang,

Aku nggak tahu kenapa Radith nggak suka ulang tahun lagi.

Hari ini aku bilang,

Bukan nggak suka ulang tahun, tapi mas Radith nggak suka ulang tahun kita.

Aku Seorang Perempuan

Halo, aku adalah seorang perempuan. Kata orang, insting perempuan itu kuat.
Sebelum nulis post ini, aku sudah googling dengan keyword "insting perempuan" dan yang kudapat,

2.    Intuisi lebih kuat
Insting seorang ibu terhadap anaknya terkenal amat kuat, hingga menghasilkan ikatan batin tersendiri yang timbul sejak si kecil masih berada dalam kandungan. Rupanya intuisi yang kuat tidak hanya dimiliki kaum ibu, karena pada umumnya wanita terlahir dengan otak yang mampu memproduksi intuisi yang kencang. Wanita juga lebih mudah membaca “sinyal” melalui bahasa tubuh atau petunjuk nonverbal yang lazimnya membuat para pria kebingungan. Makanya, wahai kaum adam, jangan coba-coba membohongi kami, karena kami bisa “membaca” pikiran kalian!

Dikutip dari: sini. Berdasar riset dari penulis buku "The Female Brain".

Jadi, dikarenakan aku seorang perempuan dan perempuan memiliki insting yang kuat.
Aku rasa, akupun begitu.

Semua orang pasti memiliki ekspektasi masing-masing, tetapi seperti yang kalian tahu, sesuatu yang berlebihan tidaklah baik. Jadi, ekspektasi yang berlebihan mutlak tidak baik. Aku hanya memiliki ekspektasi, mungkin berlebihan, mungkin tidak, dan aku berharap ada yang mau mendengar ekspektasi yang kukaitkan dengan insting. Hanya mendengar, komentar adalah bonus.

Hei kau, berdua, maupun sendiri. Selamat!

Hi

Actually, today shud be our 22 of 22...

Selamat Jalan, Kesayangan-Kesayanganku!

Hai, blogsky. Sepertinya saya harus menunda (lagi) review 9 Summers 10 Autumnsnya. So sorry for Onik who has been waiting for the review so long *sigh* ya gimana ya, saya blogging juga kalau lagi ada mood nulis yang cetar membahana *oke ini apa* jadi, mood saya buat nulis review 9S10A belom cetar sih.. Ada yang lebih perlu saya tulis malam ini. Oke saya sedang kalut. Kalian pernah ngerasain nggak guys? Banyak orang bahagia, eeee maksud saya gini, orang-orang yang bikin kalian bahagia itu bahagia sendiri tanpa kalian. Pernah nggak ngerasain? Saya sih udah berkali-kali, tapi biasanya bukan orang dalam bentuk jamak, tapi dalam bentuk tunggal. Malam ini, saya ngerasain dalam bentuk jamak. Saya pernah sekali, menjadi ketua kelompok, sebut saja eskul *emang iyeeee* ehm, jadi biasanya masa jabatan ketua itu satu tahun, tapi beda dengan saya, saya menjabat cuman satu semester. Dikarenakan, saya ambil program dua tahun di sekolah, dan masa jabatan saya dimulai ketika semester 3, dan semester 4 sudah harus lengser dan fokus belajar. Saya, sebagai seorang saya sampai saat ini, sangat bahagia bisa menjadi ketua suku mereka. Bisa bekerja dengan orang-orang yang menyenangkan seperti mereka. Tapi saya sendiri tidak tahu apakah mereka bahagia berada di bawah kepemimpinan saya. :)

Tapi mungkin, mereka lebih bahagia di bawah kepemimpinan ketua suku mereka yang baru. Begitu bersahaja, lebih sabar, dan....... Cantik tentunya. Kalian begitu bahagia, lebih solid dari kalian yang dulu,  lebih terbuka dan lebih semuanya. Katakan saja saya iri. Tapi, ya mungkin masa yang diberikan Tuhan sudah habis. Semua memiliki masa masing-masing. Festival yang saya impikan sejak SD, dan baru terwujud 28 November 2012. Akan menjadi festival pertama dan terakhir buat saya di masa-masa sekolah. Terima kasih partner, terima kasih kesayangan-kesayanganku semua. Semoga kalian mendapat medali di next festival. Saya berdoa untuk kalian, selalu. Saya pergi..

Tangled

Well, seems like I have to delay my 9 Summers 10 Autumns review hahaha because I got something, more interesting that that. Yesterday, I was watching a Disney movies called Tangled. It was a very loooong time being in my sister's computer, but I never watch it. So then, oh my God, that movie was.... Amazing. I mean, that was errr I have no word to describe, I mean, it was wonderful. The voice of the dubber, the characters, ahhh you have to watch yourself, guys.. But, here I have some part that I love the most. I mean, I love every single thing on Tangled, but, here's the most.

Well, I really want to have kinda this window!

 

 Oh, look the way he stares at her. I really wanna have that kind of stare..

(***)

And after all this time, as many people said, 

Everyone is never too old for Disney movies.. :)

N. Difratia

Happiness Is Having ♥PowerRangers Around

Well, Have I told you blogsky about my PowerRangers? I have write it in 2 or 3 previous posts eheheh they were so, umm, well I have no words to describe them. They were perfect. I mean, they came when I need somebody the most, they helped me to be strong (eventhough its pretending eheheh) they also helped me to be beautiful in my own way. They were sooooo beautiful creatures Allah ever created. Alhamdulillah:)

3 days ago, 2 of us were having a birthday. Esme and Yin. Firstly, we would make a surprise on the day, but you know the school stuffs made us crazy, eventhough I'm no longer dating with the school stuffs hahahaah the six of us still dating with that school stuffs, Osis stuffs instead gaaaah. So then, our first plan failed. Then, we have another plan, on Sunday, but again and again, we failed-_- And then the third plan, still in the same day but different place. Esme had a party on Sunday night, and our plan was we came late and we're singing happy birthday in our tardiness. And after the party finished, we would throw the flour and blah blah blah things to make Esme and Yin dirty hahahahah but the throw-the-flour-and-blah blah blah-things didn't happen because Yin weren't be able to come. So, today is the last plan. We gather in school at 3 p.m. And we pull Esme and Yin to the backyard--the basketball yard with eyes close and we tie them in a pillar for spray and throw the flour. Firstly, we did! But then, the tie of them are loose. They run crazily, so do us hahahaha but then everyone is wet because of Yin splash the water to us. But, that was amazing. And we promise, 5 years from now, we will meet again, in the same place, same time, same us. I hope...

Our first promise is 10 years from now, but then Dacco said its too long hahaah

but I've already write u,u

left to right: Dacco, Devyn, Rachel, Yin, Esme, Carol, Diandra, me:)

N. Difratia

P.S. Actually, we are 9. One of us--Anne was moved to Ciamis when we've passed the 10 year. We wish you were here. Miss you, An..

Tuhan, betapa cintanya dia sama saya dulu...