Rabu, 09 Mei 2012
Dance With My Father
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with himI’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
Songs written by Richard Mark
Performance by Luther Vandross
Minggu, 06 Mei 2012
Apa?
Apa?
Pertanyaan yang memberikan berjuta keburaman
Hal ini lama bersarang dan membuatku hampir gila
hampir menangis
hampir membuatku menjerit
Aku tak tahu apa?
Apa sebenarnya masalahku?
Apa yang akan kuhadapi?
Apa Ya Allah, kuatkan hambamu yang lemah ini
Pertanyaan yang memberikan berjuta keburaman
Hal ini lama bersarang dan membuatku hampir gila
hampir menangis
hampir membuatku menjerit
Aku tak tahu apa?
Apa sebenarnya masalahku?
Apa yang akan kuhadapi?
Apa Ya Allah, kuatkan hambamu yang lemah ini
Jumat, 04 Mei 2012
Phase
Whats independent actually? It is happen when you stand by your own feet, speak by your own mouth, talk with your own tongue, think through your clear and fresh brain. Thats your proclamation. Yeah I declare my proclamation just now!
18 is not only how to get everything instantly. It's not playing anymore. Its not happy and how to be ready for others. Its definitely me. Yes. My own self. Not others.
Independent of me is not being the doll or a dog who should pay attention and doing what the man want me to do. Not just following someone else by their mode, action, or anything. It is about my life and my future.
In the other hand. Tighten the desire is probably the hardest. Mature enough is me. The ready one? yes of course. that is why I should focus to get a wonderful and peaceful life soon. I can not go on act like a kids. Even hardest but I should do if I want success. Only one thing which able to make my self is controlled. My God. My Allah S.W.T. Without Allah S.W.T my life is suicide.
Day by day I realize that this life only one I got. I can not waste my life. I should named my name on this life. When so many things screws up I can not just stand up and complain or just sleep and tryna to forget it all. I cant. I had to fight it. I had to say Yes I'll. Thats will makes me stronger. And I promise I am the lintang in my family which appears one time and got one chance to repair all the things.
With Allah S.W.T and Muhammad Prophet's name.
Tlogowaru, in the journey of metamorphosis
18 is not only how to get everything instantly. It's not playing anymore. Its not happy and how to be ready for others. Its definitely me. Yes. My own self. Not others.
Independent of me is not being the doll or a dog who should pay attention and doing what the man want me to do. Not just following someone else by their mode, action, or anything. It is about my life and my future.
In the other hand. Tighten the desire is probably the hardest. Mature enough is me. The ready one? yes of course. that is why I should focus to get a wonderful and peaceful life soon. I can not go on act like a kids. Even hardest but I should do if I want success. Only one thing which able to make my self is controlled. My God. My Allah S.W.T. Without Allah S.W.T my life is suicide.
Day by day I realize that this life only one I got. I can not waste my life. I should named my name on this life. When so many things screws up I can not just stand up and complain or just sleep and tryna to forget it all. I cant. I had to fight it. I had to say Yes I'll. Thats will makes me stronger. And I promise I am the lintang in my family which appears one time and got one chance to repair all the things.
With Allah S.W.T and Muhammad Prophet's name.
Tlogowaru, in the journey of metamorphosis
Sabtu, 17 Desember 2011
Happy B'thday Dini
Ngrayain ulang tahun salah satu anggota house Manta ray, Nindya Dini Pangestika, ato biasa dipanggil Dini, NDP di lapangan rumput sekolah.
Yah, walaupun kecil-kecilan yg penting suasana kekeluargaan yang tersajikan di sana.
Namun yang lucu, perayaan ulang tahunnya Dini tapi malah Dini yang nyiapin segalanya. Mulai dari kue ulang tahun sampe yang sms anak2 buat kumpul. Hehehee.
Tapi tenang aja, Manta bakalan punya acara sendiri kok buat Dini. Biasa, kan klo ada yang ulang tahun digabung satu bulan tuh sapa aja . hehehehe
Acara pun ditutup dengan foto-foto narsis. Dasar anak SMA.
Yah, walaupun kecil-kecilan yg penting suasana kekeluargaan yang tersajikan di sana.
Namun yang lucu, perayaan ulang tahunnya Dini tapi malah Dini yang nyiapin segalanya. Mulai dari kue ulang tahun sampe yang sms anak2 buat kumpul. Hehehee.
Acara pun ditutup dengan foto-foto narsis. Dasar anak SMA.
Kamis, 15 Desember 2011
Kamar B 3.4
I Love my life. Apa yang diberikan Allah adalah yang terbaik untuk diri kita. kamarku di asrama adalah B 3.4, tepatnya di gedung B lantai tiga kamar no.4 di blok kiri. Di sanalah letak keluaraku, Manta ray. Setiap kamar di asrama SA ini ditempati 8 penghuni. Campuran, dua kelas tiga, tiga kelas dua, dan tiga kelas satu. Aku dan Aji tentu saja jadi angkatan paling senior alias kelas XII di kamarku, Lalu Tuhu, Manaf, dan Virgi untuk kelas XI. Mifta, Andri, dan Ipang untuk kelas sepuluhnya. Pertama kali ngrasa gak nyaman sama kondisi kamar. Ada banyak pikiran negatif. Pengen satu kamar sama temen itulah, nggak pengen sama yang itu. Pokonya serba repot, nggak puas. Apalagi ada salah satu anak kelas satu yang nggak bisa diem, ngomong terus. buat suasana makin panas. Belum lagi yang kelas XI agak jorok. Terus ditambah kondisi kamar yang nggak begitu besar ditempati 8 anak. Sumpek.
Namun, pikiran itu segera hilang seiring dengan berjalannya waktu. Ceile. Ya, lama-lama aku kerasan sama kondisi kamar. Malah sekarang selalu rindu pgen di kamar terus. Ternyata orang2 yang kita anggap krang baik pada awalnya menyenangkan jga kalo kita udh kenal. Walaupun dalam berinteraksi kadang ada cek cok, nggrundel, ato bosen tapi itulah hidup, nggak selamnya senang. Sama halnya dengan manusia nggak selamanya baik, terkadang ada saat mereka bad mood. Maka dari itu, mulai sekarang aku mencoba mengerti dan ikhlas menerima segalanya, karena aku yakin apa yang aku miliki sekarang adalah yang terbaik.
Namun, pikiran itu segera hilang seiring dengan berjalannya waktu. Ceile. Ya, lama-lama aku kerasan sama kondisi kamar. Malah sekarang selalu rindu pgen di kamar terus. Ternyata orang2 yang kita anggap krang baik pada awalnya menyenangkan jga kalo kita udh kenal. Walaupun dalam berinteraksi kadang ada cek cok, nggrundel, ato bosen tapi itulah hidup, nggak selamnya senang. Sama halnya dengan manusia nggak selamanya baik, terkadang ada saat mereka bad mood. Maka dari itu, mulai sekarang aku mencoba mengerti dan ikhlas menerima segalanya, karena aku yakin apa yang aku miliki sekarang adalah yang terbaik.
