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Sunday, December 03, 2006

love to be here <3


there are a lot of reason why i love being here, i mean in the kost.

1. it takes no long time

i usually need a lot of time for prepare my self to go to campus. I need tome to wake up my self, open my eyes, listen to the new modern chicken *haha* [ i mean my grandma's voice ], pray, take a bath, and the other -come on,come on- stuff-. I have to get up at 5 am, prepare my self until 6 am, and go by at 6.30 am. Nah , in the kost, i can get up at 7 am or even 7.30 am, and then enjoy the lazyness [is it a correct spelling? ~_~?] and wait until the dosen comes.

2. i know where to go in the rest hour

if i have 3 hours for rest, it will beimpossible to comin' back to my wonderful bsd city , rite ?? In here, i can put my stuff there, then enjoy my time as a jin perpus with andre and warman *haha*

3. i feel more free now

okey..for this part.. i really glad if my parents read this all. i get tired to be at home. the fact is , i get stress for most of my time at home. Comin' home at nite, wishing their smile. But the truth that i accepted is they didn't even ask about my condition. They just ask about the thing that is unbelieveable for him -the fact is it is HARD for them to believe their children-. On my discussion with my grandmother, i called this *ketidakseimbangan hubungan orang tua dan anak*. Ya, this is it. I grew up in overprotective but careless family * confuse ?? overprotective kok careless?? hihi*. Yeah, i don't feel free to be who i am. I have a busy-working-parents. They don't have enough time for us , but they forbid us to enjoy our life. So that, i prefer to stay in the kost. One thing that makes me survive at home is only my grandmom, and my two older sister. My little sister ? i don't think so, dia belom pernah ngerasain jadi seperti kakak-kakaknya. * u never know what it feels unless u try to be in her shoes,sis!*

4. i have a lot of loveable friends here

i have a lot of people to share laughter and tears here. My roomate , my -girl-next-door, my girl-next-kost , etc. *haha* i find a partner , a lover , and a friend here.


Makanya , sometimes i feel better here than at home.
mompaps, i'm sorry .
Ashley Simpson said " you find your strength in knowing you can always back home"
but right now ... i don't even know where is my REAL home.
the best place to share laughter, not always tears.




from the library of fhui
11.06 am
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY , ANDRE !!!! love u !!

with logic and heart
7:40 PM



Comments:
wuuuuuzz........

untung gw ngerti bahasa loe sya.. *hehehhehe*

ga sulit untuk mengerti orang laen, hanya perlu KESABARAN...
Nah.. yg sulit utk bagaimana untuk SABAR...

Ga cmn loe aja Sya, ur 1st sister jg "ga betah" dgn situasi itu.... But, actually.. they are STILL ur lovely parents.. And your are STILL lovely daughter for them..

yang ngebuat kalian kurang "feel comfort", antara lain:
1.PERBEDAAN JAMAN
Kalo ini mah ga loe doang Sya... semua anak2 jaman serang jg ngerasaan itu... sometimes parents just say "Mama dulu begini...... ga kaya kamu... and blablabla..."
DULU??? is different with NOW....

2. PERBEDAAN POLA ASUH antar loe & org lain
Nah, krn loe dah masuk di lingkungan yg dekat dengan "kebebasan", mangkanya loe mulai (atau semakin) melihat "knp dia ga kaya gw??" "knp ortunya enak banget.." dll..... Its different beybh.... Sya adalah Sya anak dr om n tante gw... dan loe pun berbeda dr mrk...
ur parents pola asuh nya "cukup ketat" ato jmn skrg bs diblg "kolot" tp bagi mereka hal itu adalah BAIK.. Krn mrk jg menerima pola asuh seperti itu, dan mereka melihat diri mereka bisa "jadi orang" (u know what i mean kan??).. so.. mereka menerapkan hal yg sama...
Tapi inget, setiap perbuatan ada dua sisi, baik dan buruk.. walopun kadang pemikiran mrk sepertinya buruk buat perkembangan dunia kalian (di masa skrg), tp sisi baiknya, mrk pengen jd "somebody" yg punya impact PALING gede buat loe... atleast punya meaning... Jd mrk tampak over protective... (yah walopun gw jg ngerti, ga mudah untuk mjdkan diri berarti buat org laen,& ur parents pun belum menemukan langkah apa yg tepat)

Kayanya itu dulu comment gw..... ntar kepanjangan beybh.... lanjut di rmh aje ye...

Oya, utk ur litle sist... coba utk ngertiin dia jg... gw bs nangkep (sedikit) perasaan dia.. di satu sisi dia ngerasa "bosan" dgn tuntutan yang tinggi, sedangkan disisi laen dia jg pengen "menikmati" hidup tanpa tekanan (dlm hal ini ya tuntutan itu...), nah.. hanya saja, dia "HARUS" memposisikan dirinya untuk mjd anak yang penurut.... ga bole ngelawan... dll... Itulah yg ngebuat dia (berusaha utk..) betah dengan keadaan lingkungannya..

most of all... orang tua loe sayang banget sama kalian.. coba liat sisi laen ya Sya.. kebutuhan loe sejauh ini cukup terpenuhi...

Jd, coba liat sisi positifnya ajah ya...

Luv u..

(gw dikantor nehh...hehehhehe)
 
Hmmm ...
Just want wanna say :
"WELCOME TO THE REAL FAMILY"
That's the real world.
You have to face it.
But, jangan ampe kayaq gw.
Gw sya klo boleh jujur, uda lebih ancur dr lo.
Gara2 smua ini gw pgn brontak.
Bukan cuma itu, apapun uda gw coba.
Jgn kayaq gw sya.
Klo kyq gw lo bs jd ancur, truz t'tekan, truz depresi kayaq gw skarang.
Dulu wkt gw kul susah bgt ikut kegiatan apa2. Buktinya apa? Pergaulan gw jd sempit. Tmn gw dikit. Pas nganggur gini ga ada kan yg temenin gw. Ev'body has their own business.
LIVING UNDER PRESSURE.
Makanya skarang gw mencari pelampiasan.
I wanna find something that makes me happy.
Enak lo uda nge-kost.
Rasanya gw pgn triak CURAAAAAANG.
But, it's ok.
Gw jg brusaha cepet lulus.
And then go away.
See???
Gw jd org yg idealis aj.
Wartawan hrs idealis.
Hahahhaha ....

--- indri ---
 
hey para kakak" terhormat. buset deh mslh kluarga di ekspos bgini. untung lo bdua ga ngekspos kecantikan adek lo trsyg. hahha:) klo mo curhat di rmh ajah. di bilik curhat dgn sang psikolog. huehhehhe:)) jgn di blog bujud bunengg.. and once again, THEY are not that bad~ be posistive thinkeR oyeeyyyy xP


contrabassBABY.lil sist atalya aduhai cantiknya*
 
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i accepted all the good and bad things in my life as simple as i love my world and my life . Walking down this way with strong heart and always try to stand on my idealism. Love to sing , making friends , and change to better and better everyday. Love to work and believe that experience is the best teacher. I love photography, colourful things, civil rights, and loving God for each time in my life



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Being an activist
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Meet Hugo Chaves
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