Bismillaahi,
They are so cute when feeling unsecured. Look at Yuni, He was so brave and Peyem....wew...he wanna run away. I laughed when watching Yuni's leg haha :D
Thursday, June 14, 2012
My Headers
Bismillaahi,
Here are some headers that i would use in my blog but then i canceled and use one i use now. I know i know it looks chilidish. lol.
It looks cute. Cause i calceled using this one here, so i use it in my FB :D
Dont ask me, i also dont know why there are many flowers and. . .hmmm.. .a creature on the left. idk idea :D
i used it for a while, but then i found out it was the childish header i made. Like a kindergarten school wall. Right? lol . Actually i was just trying to show i was really under my own sky. .haha.
taraaaaa !!! Nothing is here :P. .actually these boxes are the basic form that i use to make header :P
By the way, My blog layout looks so simple and almost white. But that's actually what i want cause i see in other blogs they prefer to obtain the use of colorful fonts or banners and that makes their blogs look cute and i want it also lol. . .yaaaa....at least i am trying although mine is still too PLAIN lol
Sinta Bingung dan Ada Deh
Bismillaahi,
CerDak (Cerita Dadakan) dari Teman (eehhh. . .thats me >,<)
Ini salah satu karya teman gue. Gak tau deh, mau disebut cerpen ato apalah. Menurut gue ini bukan sekedar imajinasi, tapi lebih menjurus luapan kebingungan dari yang nulis. Judulnya "Sinta Bingung dan Ada Deh". Dia bikin hanya beberapa menit tanpa bicara sama sekali. Cekidot hasilnya...
Pada suatu pagi hari yang cerah dan tidak berkabut, Sinta duduk termenung di tepi jurang dekat komplek perkemahan Sibunatung. Para pembina sudah memperingatkan untuk tidak mendekati area hutan belakang komplek perkemahan mereka karena berbahaya. Akan tetapi, pagi itu Sinta merasa kesal dengan salah satu temannya satu tenda yang merusak lampu senternya tapi tidak mau mengakui kesalahannya. Sinta pun lalu melarikan diri ke hutan belakang perkemahannya itu. Dan menemukan pemandangan menakjubkan dari tepi jurang.
Pikirannya menganga ke angkasa. Ditemani suara burung yang sayup sayup dari bawah jurang, Sinta mulai merasa mengantuk. Entah bagaimana bisa dalam keadaan marah tiba tiba dia mengantuk. Dia pun lalu tertidur dan tanpa sengaja, dia terperosot ke dalam jurang yang dalamnya lebih dari 10 km itu.
Ketika terbangun, dia tiba di sebuah daerah antah berantah. Sinta terkejut, dia tidak tersadar bahwa tadi dia terjatuh ke dalam jurang yang sangat dalam. Dan uniknya, tanpa luka sedikitpun. Sinta merasakan keanehan ketika melihat pemandangan di depannya. Ini bukan hutan lagi, tapi tepi pantai. Sinta pun tidak percaya dengan apa yang dilihatnya. Untuk membuktikannya, dia pun menutup mata dan mencoba tidur lagi. Ketika terbangu, ternyata dia malah berada di daerah bersalju. Bahkan ada beberapa beruang kutub dikejauhan.
Dia semakin bingung dan takut.
Kali ini Sinta coba berjalan menelusuri salju yang tebal. Dia merasakan benar – benar kedinginan. Tapi dia harus tetap berjalan karena Si beruang melihatnya dari kejauhan dan terlihat mendekat. Tiba tiba beruang itu berlari ke arahnya, Sinta sangat ketakutan. Hampir hampir dia berteriak lagi ketika terjatuh dan pingsan. Tak lama kemudian, dia terbangun, kali ini dia terbangun di daerah padang ilalang. Sinta semakin bingung dengan tempat-tempat aneh yang tiba-tiba dialaminya ketika terbangun. Sinta menangis dan menangis.
Air matanya entah bagaimanan menggenang semakin lama semakin banyak. Kemudian membentuk danau. Kaki Sinta tiba tiba menghilang dan berubah jadi ekor ikan. Dia berubah jadi ikan duyung. “Tidaaaaaaaak !!!” teriaknya ketakutan. Dia seperti tidak bisa bernafas dengan udara. Dia pun meloncat ke dalam danau air matanya sendiri. Ketika kemudian air seperti terguncang hebat. . . .
“SINTAAAAAAAAAA !!! BANGUUUUN !!!”
Pembinanya tampak marah dengan membawa seember air yang baru saja diguyurkan ke tubuh Sinta. Sinta terbangun dengan memeluk senternya yang sudah rusak. Dia merasa bingung. Ternyata dia hanya bermimpi.
Nah, bagaimana?? (idk :P)
CerDak (Cerita Dadakan) dari Teman (eehhh. . .thats me >,<)
Ini salah satu karya teman gue. Gak tau deh, mau disebut cerpen ato apalah. Menurut gue ini bukan sekedar imajinasi, tapi lebih menjurus luapan kebingungan dari yang nulis. Judulnya "Sinta Bingung dan Ada Deh". Dia bikin hanya beberapa menit tanpa bicara sama sekali. Cekidot hasilnya...
Pada suatu pagi hari yang cerah dan tidak berkabut, Sinta duduk termenung di tepi jurang dekat komplek perkemahan Sibunatung. Para pembina sudah memperingatkan untuk tidak mendekati area hutan belakang komplek perkemahan mereka karena berbahaya. Akan tetapi, pagi itu Sinta merasa kesal dengan salah satu temannya satu tenda yang merusak lampu senternya tapi tidak mau mengakui kesalahannya. Sinta pun lalu melarikan diri ke hutan belakang perkemahannya itu. Dan menemukan pemandangan menakjubkan dari tepi jurang.
Pikirannya menganga ke angkasa. Ditemani suara burung yang sayup sayup dari bawah jurang, Sinta mulai merasa mengantuk. Entah bagaimana bisa dalam keadaan marah tiba tiba dia mengantuk. Dia pun lalu tertidur dan tanpa sengaja, dia terperosot ke dalam jurang yang dalamnya lebih dari 10 km itu.
Ketika terbangun, dia tiba di sebuah daerah antah berantah. Sinta terkejut, dia tidak tersadar bahwa tadi dia terjatuh ke dalam jurang yang sangat dalam. Dan uniknya, tanpa luka sedikitpun. Sinta merasakan keanehan ketika melihat pemandangan di depannya. Ini bukan hutan lagi, tapi tepi pantai. Sinta pun tidak percaya dengan apa yang dilihatnya. Untuk membuktikannya, dia pun menutup mata dan mencoba tidur lagi. Ketika terbangu, ternyata dia malah berada di daerah bersalju. Bahkan ada beberapa beruang kutub dikejauhan.
Dia semakin bingung dan takut.
Kali ini Sinta coba berjalan menelusuri salju yang tebal. Dia merasakan benar – benar kedinginan. Tapi dia harus tetap berjalan karena Si beruang melihatnya dari kejauhan dan terlihat mendekat. Tiba tiba beruang itu berlari ke arahnya, Sinta sangat ketakutan. Hampir hampir dia berteriak lagi ketika terjatuh dan pingsan. Tak lama kemudian, dia terbangun, kali ini dia terbangun di daerah padang ilalang. Sinta semakin bingung dengan tempat-tempat aneh yang tiba-tiba dialaminya ketika terbangun. Sinta menangis dan menangis.
Air matanya entah bagaimanan menggenang semakin lama semakin banyak. Kemudian membentuk danau. Kaki Sinta tiba tiba menghilang dan berubah jadi ekor ikan. Dia berubah jadi ikan duyung. “Tidaaaaaaaak !!!” teriaknya ketakutan. Dia seperti tidak bisa bernafas dengan udara. Dia pun meloncat ke dalam danau air matanya sendiri. Ketika kemudian air seperti terguncang hebat. . . .
“SINTAAAAAAAAAA !!! BANGUUUUN !!!”
Pembinanya tampak marah dengan membawa seember air yang baru saja diguyurkan ke tubuh Sinta. Sinta terbangun dengan memeluk senternya yang sudah rusak. Dia merasa bingung. Ternyata dia hanya bermimpi.
Nah, bagaimana?? (idk :P)
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Move Me to PLANET PLUTO !!
Bismillaahi,
This world is just too mean, don’t you think so ? Everything is measured by size, level, material, power, etc. Oh. . .we have labels! This world is SICK ! I feel like I don’t belong to this earth. I mean not the “earth” itself which makes things worse but the PEOPLE! Yeah. . .and how lucky I am so I be one of them. But of course I don’t blame Allaah cause I am part of them, just say, it’s part of my life exams.
I feel like so desperate when I can’t do anything since my basic instinct is something that I can’t avoid. Sometimes I wish I were a vegetarian Vampire who eat only TOFU. I really don’t wanna hurt anything or anybody. You know people have power with their minds that they can do anything. And it is sometimes scary in some ways.
It’s ridiculous watching them from my kind (humans) doing . . .I said “ALL THE THINGS”. . .that they can do to win over something. Life is a race, and if you don’t compete in it, you might be one that would be the looser. Why can’t we more respect the process within than the result we would get? I mean, everyone is born with shortcomings and plus things at the same time. Nobody’s perfect. . . .with the looks. . .with anything.
And I hate it when I am out there, people look down on me like I am an alien with huge size. They don’t count my ability. Why if I do not care about my looks?? Will it hurt your self?? Or your eyes??? I know I am not skinny, then??
This world is just too mean, don’t you think so ? Everything is measured by size, level, material, power, etc. Oh. . .we have labels! This world is SICK ! I feel like I don’t belong to this earth. I mean not the “earth” itself which makes things worse but the PEOPLE! Yeah. . .and how lucky I am so I be one of them. But of course I don’t blame Allaah cause I am part of them, just say, it’s part of my life exams.
I feel like so desperate when I can’t do anything since my basic instinct is something that I can’t avoid. Sometimes I wish I were a vegetarian Vampire who eat only TOFU. I really don’t wanna hurt anything or anybody. You know people have power with their minds that they can do anything. And it is sometimes scary in some ways.
It’s ridiculous watching them from my kind (humans) doing . . .I said “ALL THE THINGS”. . .that they can do to win over something. Life is a race, and if you don’t compete in it, you might be one that would be the looser. Why can’t we more respect the process within than the result we would get? I mean, everyone is born with shortcomings and plus things at the same time. Nobody’s perfect. . . .with the looks. . .with anything.
And I hate it when I am out there, people look down on me like I am an alien with huge size. They don’t count my ability. Why if I do not care about my looks?? Will it hurt your self?? Or your eyes??? I know I am not skinny, then??
Oh. . . .please move me to Pluto ! It has the same luck as me, judged by size, judged by existence which makes it be kicked out from the Universe system.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
wondering
Bismillaahi,
I was wondering my self. He was too good for me, and i was so blessed that he said he did. At that moment, i felt like. . .this nothing girl is a bit precious (its a compliment to my self). And then, its said that a good man is for a good girl and vs. . . then what kind of goodness that i have so that he choosed me??
But then i got an answer. He said he wanted to delay our process at least 2 - 3 years. Yeah. . .i must keep positive. But i keep telling my self, he was trying to be a good man and gave me the most polite answer which actually means. . .a no.
I am sad. . .ya i am
I was wondering my self. He was too good for me, and i was so blessed that he said he did. At that moment, i felt like. . .this nothing girl is a bit precious (its a compliment to my self). And then, its said that a good man is for a good girl and vs. . . then what kind of goodness that i have so that he choosed me??
But then i got an answer. He said he wanted to delay our process at least 2 - 3 years. Yeah. . .i must keep positive. But i keep telling my self, he was trying to be a good man and gave me the most polite answer which actually means. . .a no.
I am sad. . .ya i am
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
both r same
Bismillaahi,
When we get the best and our besties get their worst, we feel soooo bad. N when it was them who get the best and we are the worst. . .we also feel bad. T.T
When we get the best and our besties get their worst, we feel soooo bad. N when it was them who get the best and we are the worst. . .we also feel bad. T.T
Saturday, May 5, 2012
updateee
Bismillaahi,
hiiiii ^^. . warm regard for yalll !!. . .
Many random things in my head now, but i not sure can tell it well or at least make it there, stay in my head :p so i can remember it whenever i wanna write it down here.
It's already May, and again, time flies too fast that i cant stop it for a while #heavingaLongSigh. I am a year older now alhamdulillaah . .and i am not that kind of happy . Not for i don't feel grateful for the ages given to me, but just. . i wish i were frozen in an age and never getting older and older by times. In many ways, getting older is freaking me out :( . And of course, it means. . my age with B is getting further also. It might be not a big problem. . .or even not a problem at all, cause the main thing is, how we dwell in those ages not the amount of ages we have. And at the end of the day, each of our stories is goin tobe like part of dots in the oceans. . .goin to the seashores, and broken by the reefs, curving prints on the sands and rocks, then. . .pulled back to the ocean. . .and it is how its all have to be. Part of life.
moved on to next topic :p
i dont know idea what to write, i am lazy :p
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