Posts Tagged ‘ friend ’

Happy Iedul Fitri

Long time no see guys, I’ve been hiding my face from the outworld recently. Now I’m back with thousand new ideas and word, but for now I just wanna say Happy Iedul Fitri to you all. I beg you a big sorry for all my mistakes, for my poisonouss word and every stupid thing that I’ve done. Especially for my Dad, Mom, my little bro and everyone.


Joy, Laughter, and Peacefull

I don’t know how I started to think about it, but I know one thing, It’s about friendship. I miss every single moment in my high school. Everyday everywhere and everything is all about friends. I miss you guys..


Here I stand
at a crossroads
And yet not.
I have been
going into the woods
for a very long time.
Perhaps my entire life.
Playing and dancing
Timid and scared
Will this face floating forward
the dream of the day?
Or melt back
into that
quieter, safer place
Not quite ready
to meet
the sunlight?

Reason to Smile I’ve Learnt

Through conversing with an insightful friend, I said the following in a moment’s time…

I have learnt that it does not matter that my friends are going to top universities and I am not…
I have learnt that I love spending time with family more than anything else in my life…
I have learnt that I can take opportunities without achieving anything, yet feel good about trying…
I have learnt that I can be me, not perfect, but just original…
I have learnt that I can act without motives and live without regrets…
I have learnt that I will miss everyone I have met, but it does not mean that I will not have better beginnings…
I have learnt that I can let go of people and just hold on to the memories…
I have learnt that competing with other people to make myself feel better or worse isn’t worth the time or effort…
I have learnt that no matter what happens, there is someone in this world who loves me…
I have learnt that I am still learning…
and most importantly, I discovered WHO I AM

I’m amazed and shocked by the trigger of this thought process and this really make me smile. =)

~ Smile Always, L.

PS. – Sometimes the worst news sparks amazing ideas, so do not ever let the worst hold you down. Always hope for the best.

Do’a di Pagi Hari

Ya Allah, di pagi yang indah ini hamba ingin berucap syukur atas segala karunia dan rezeki yang telah Engkau limpahkan. Laju darah, hembusan nafas, semerbak aroma rumput di pagi hari, kicauan burung, serta indahnya puncak Gunung Semeru di depan mata, Alhamdulillah segala puji hanyalah milik-Mu.

Sedikit celoteh di pagi hari, haha rasa-rasanya gw sudah lama tidak menjadi manusia normal seperti biasanya, mungkin memang akhir-akhir ini terlalu sibuk mencari kesibukan. Seperti yang gw tulis di awal, rasanya hari gw bangun dengan senyum dan merasa bahagia, wooow something wrong kah pada otak gw?? Lol, who knows..

Pagi-pagi jalan dengan santainya mau jemput si Vega di bengkel, ketemu dengan beberapa bocah ingusan dengan seragam putih-biru ala SMP, ada yang sibuk nyembuyiin rokok ditangan, ada yang ngitung recehan. Jedhaaar…, seperti kilat masuk ni telinga, bocah dengan body agak gede nyeletuk gn, “kumpulin semua duit, eh Udin beliin 2 botol, kita tungguin belakang pos, cepet!!”. Errrr rasanya pengen marahin tu bocah2, pagi2 dah bolos malah mw mabok di belakang pos, Hemmm…

Do'a Pagi dan Petang

Terimakasih Yaa Allah, Engkau telah memberi jalan bagi hamba. Dua hal yang belum pernah hamba lakukan, semoga Engkau menjaga hamba dari kedua hal tersebut, dan lindungilah hamba dari apa-apa yang pernah hamba lakukan di masa lalu…

A Beautiful Mess-Jason Mraz-w/ lyrics

You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I’ve been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don’t mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks ‒ they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging

And what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt
‘Cause here, here we are, here we are
Here we are [x7]

We’re still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is “Yes”

Through timeless words and priceless pictures
We’ll fly like birds not of this earth

And tides ‒ they turn ‒ and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together

And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it’s nice today. Oh, the wait was so worth it.

[Thanks to Jennasie for these lyrics]
[Thanks to Kati Medford, Mike, Kelli, Emeleigh McDonald for correcting these lyrics]

Adam Sandler – Grow Old With You

This afternoon music.. ^^

[Billy Idol (Speaking):] Good afternoon everyone.
We’re flying at 26, 000 feet, moving
Up to thirty thousand feet, and then we’ve got clear skies
All the way to Las Vegas, and right now we’re bringing you some in-flight
Entertainment. One of our first-class passengers would like to sing you a song
Inspired by one of our coach passengers, and since we let our first-class
Passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is.

[Robbie Hart (Singing):]
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
Oh all I wanna do is grow old with you

I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you

I’ll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold

Need you
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you