Lack of time to write just sucks.
Now I got the time, plenty of time
but
no idea what to write.
Pray for me.
29 November 2010
19 September 2010
Knock, knock.
“Dad?” Emma called outside his door, “let's have lunch!”
She heard him talking with someone when the door opened slowly. Papers were all over his desk, Emma noticed the icon of his company on the left corner. So he must had been working, she thought. And she was right, he was talking with someone on the phone.
Emma repeated slowly, “Dad, let's have lunch,” he was still talking through the phone while looking at her and gave a little nod. Then she left to call Sam for lunch.
The siblings were already on the table waiting for their father to join them. It was Sunday, when everybody stays at home so the whole family could enjoy weekend together.
“Sam, why don't you call Mom to have lunch with us,” James said as he walked in.
“I did but apparently she wasn't feeling well, Dad. She prefers to take a nap,” Sam said.
“Well then, let's start our meal.”
Sometimes they ate and had a small talk about this and that, sometimes they joke on little things, and sometimes they ate with silence. Just like that day. Nobody seemed to care brought up any conversation. They were busy in their own mind. As a father, James would probably be thinking about his work even though it was Sunday. He was working before he had lunch. Who knows what was inside a ten years old? Sam suddenly laughed when nobody talked and he said that he was thinking about funny moments with his friends at school. But that day he just ate quietly. Probably was thinking about homework or video games or cartoon.
Emma often looked at her mother and father while she was eating, and thought about them. Thought about how long would her family stayed complete as a four until one of them died. Not that she wanted someone to die but it's a random thought that popped up often. She imagined what it would be like when she had grown up, were her parents would still be together? Would they still be living in the same house even though Sam and her had already got their own family?
That day, Emma just looked at her father. James looked tired, eaten by work and stress. Would I be able to make him proud? What if he never made it to watch me graduate from high school? What if he never let me go outside town and pursue my education somewhere else?
“Have you ever thought any place to live if I sold this house?” James broke the silence.
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“Dad?” Emma called outside his door, “let's have lunch!”
She heard him talking with someone when the door opened slowly. Papers were all over his desk, Emma noticed the icon of his company on the left corner. So he must had been working, she thought. And she was right, he was talking with someone on the phone.
Emma repeated slowly, “Dad, let's have lunch,” he was still talking through the phone while looking at her and gave a little nod. Then she left to call Sam for lunch.
The siblings were already on the table waiting for their father to join them. It was Sunday, when everybody stays at home so the whole family could enjoy weekend together.
“Sam, why don't you call Mom to have lunch with us,” James said as he walked in.
“I did but apparently she wasn't feeling well, Dad. She prefers to take a nap,” Sam said.
“Well then, let's start our meal.”
Sometimes they ate and had a small talk about this and that, sometimes they joke on little things, and sometimes they ate with silence. Just like that day. Nobody seemed to care brought up any conversation. They were busy in their own mind. As a father, James would probably be thinking about his work even though it was Sunday. He was working before he had lunch. Who knows what was inside a ten years old? Sam suddenly laughed when nobody talked and he said that he was thinking about funny moments with his friends at school. But that day he just ate quietly. Probably was thinking about homework or video games or cartoon.
Emma often looked at her mother and father while she was eating, and thought about them. Thought about how long would her family stayed complete as a four until one of them died. Not that she wanted someone to die but it's a random thought that popped up often. She imagined what it would be like when she had grown up, were her parents would still be together? Would they still be living in the same house even though Sam and her had already got their own family?
That day, Emma just looked at her father. James looked tired, eaten by work and stress. Would I be able to make him proud? What if he never made it to watch me graduate from high school? What if he never let me go outside town and pursue my education somewhere else?
“Have you ever thought any place to live if I sold this house?” James broke the silence.
Continue read, click here.
09 September 2010
02 September 2010
Unlocked
I wish I could write about us. The whole story.
But what can I say?
There's too much to tell. I couldn't decide where to start, what to write. All I can think of are those little pieces of memories I had with you. Happiness filled with laughter, pain completed by tears, humiliation yet admiration we received from others.
Even when people think there's no more us, I know somehow we're still connected.
Even though we're no longer together, I think of you often.
Even when I was alone or with someone else, I missed you now and then.
Even though you were nowhere to be seen, I see you with my heart.
I'm sure you think of me, but in what way?
I'm sure you miss me, but was it as much?
I'm sure you see me, but was it with your heart?
I'm sure you feel the connection, but was there faith?
Then fate came in.
In some magical way, we talked. Talked and talked.
It was 5 minutes before midnight when I told you what day it was that day. And our thoughts went to the same thing. The day that marked the beginning of our story.
There's too much to tell. I couldn't decide where to start, what to write. All I can think of are those little pieces of memories I had with you. Happiness filled with laughter, pain completed by tears, humiliation yet admiration we received from others.
Even when people think there's no more us, I know somehow we're still connected.
Even though we're no longer together, I think of you often.
Even when I was alone or with someone else, I missed you now and then.
Even though you were nowhere to be seen, I see you with my heart.
I'm sure you think of me, but in what way?
I'm sure you miss me, but was it as much?
I'm sure you see me, but was it with your heart?
I'm sure you feel the connection, but was there faith?
Then fate came in.
In some magical way, we talked. Talked and talked.
It was 5 minutes before midnight when I told you what day it was that day. And our thoughts went to the same thing. The day that marked the beginning of our story.
I always knew that :
No matter why,
no matter what,
no matter when,
no matter where,
no matter how,
we're forever ours even though there's no more us.
No matter why,
no matter what,
no matter when,
no matter where,
no matter how,
we're forever ours even though there's no more us.
22 August 2010
Say hello to
G-DRAGON권지용 (Kwon Jiyong)
Leader of a group named, BIG BANG.
Don't know much about him? Go ask Mr. Google or Prof. Wikipedia
Batas Horizon
Matahari berganti bulan
Bulan berganti matahari
Menapaki tanah
Memikul beban
Hujan berganti terik
Terik berganti hujan
menapaki tanah
Sambil bermimpi
Sungai berganti hutan
Hutan berganti sungai
Menapaki tanah
Hingga waktunya kembali
It's the latest poem I made. About how man should keep on with his journey whatever the reason, whenever the time, wherever he goes, until God calls him home.
Bulan berganti matahari
Menapaki tanah
Memikul beban
Hujan berganti terik
Terik berganti hujan
menapaki tanah
Sambil bermimpi
Sungai berganti hutan
Hutan berganti sungai
Menapaki tanah
Hingga waktunya kembali
It's the latest poem I made. About how man should keep on with his journey whatever the reason, whenever the time, wherever he goes, until God calls him home.
17 August 2010
ALOHA! IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME!
Been a year. I miss writing and babbling here.
A month ago I wanted to sign in here but I forgot the password as well as my URL so I can't get it fixed. And well, here I am now writing to you :D
A month ago I wanted to sign in here but I forgot the password as well as my URL so I can't get it fixed. And well, here I am now writing to you :D
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, INDONESIA!
Tell you what : I don't have anything to post yet but I'll post something soon, hope so.
26 October 2009
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