thoughts

december

8:38 PM


December and I have always shared something remarkable
it might be both warm and cold, it might be melancholic, it might be breathtakingly enchanting
December and I have always shared the sweetest thing
it might be a peculiar coincidence, it might be a place, it might be a moment
December and I have always shared something historic
it might be a boy, it might be a self-realization, it might be a song

December and I... have always shared something only we both know and treasure




thoughts

give good

8:54 AM

"Puji Tuhan, Neng. Semoga diberkati selalu. Puji Tuhan, Puji Tuhan... Hati-hati di jalan ya Neng."


Suara mbaknya sampe bergetar. Nangis banget gue. Ditambah lanjut nyetir sendiri di mobil malem-malem, vibes sedihnya ngedukung pol. Kadang, buat gue duit dua puluh ribu hanya sekecil uang buat beli kopi. Malah di beberapa tempat, kopi aja bisa dua-tiga kali lipatnya. Tapi gue suka nggak sadar uang kopi gue bisa segitu berartinya buat orang lain yang mo makan aja mikir dua kali.. gila, langsung berasa egois dan songong banget gue! I don't have a job yet, i'm still financially depending on my parents, i have the luxury untuk gak mikir 2x buat beli makan dan milih mo makan apa, dan baru sadar kok kayaknya frekuensi gue memberi ke orang lain tuh ga sesering gue purchase an overpriced coffee di sbux. Gue kayak disadarkan lagi kalo things we do really matter to other people, the joy of giving to other people is just real.. dan sangat, sangat fulfilling

so today

le maudré

9:48 PM



hobi baru gue, baking, membuat gue berkeinginan buat ngebisnisis kue-kue buatan gue biar bisa dicicipin orang. gue excited banget! meskipun sejujurnya, ketimbang bikin kuenya, right at this moment gue lebih excited ngebangun brandnya. udah lama banget nggak pegang photoshop... kangen. photoshop & i have always been in a love-hate relationship. gue benci banget pernah jadi budak desain, tapi di saat yang sama gue cinta banget ngoprek-ngoprek elemen gambar, font, dan warna, hingga jadi kesatuan yang menurut gue oke diliat. i could spend hours religiously in front of my laptop, ignoring lunch and dinner, sampe materi virtual itu udah cukup memuaskan (buat gue). anyway, sejujurnya gue nggak tahu apakah dagangan gue ini akan berjalan sebagaimana mestinya atau engga... nggak tau juga apakah bahkan akan start atau ngga... nggak tau juga inti dari post ini apa... mungkin sebenernya gue cuma mau curhat aja kalo gue baru sadar, gue kangen berkutat dengan photoshop! gue selalu suka ngutak-ngatik elemen visual. gambar di atas adalah pilihan-pilihan avatar yang gue buat buat le maudré, merek yang akan gue pakai buat barang dagangan gue. gue sebenernya tau gambar yang mau gue pake, tapi gue seneng aja ngecollage-innya karena ternyata visually pleasing (buat gue). anyway, apa arti la maudre? it might sounds french (for the "le"), but it's actually not. maudré doesn't have any meaning. i just love its name. it reminds me of madré, bahasa Spanyol-nya ibu, tapi gue lebih suka pronunciation "mow-dre". pronunciation maudré juga sama dengan "modre" dalam bahasa Slovenia yang berarti "biru". do you think i should really start the business? ada nggak ya yang mau nyicipin kue buatan gue? 

thoughts

may 20

1:18 PM

it took a big leap of faith to let yourself love and be loved. the way i figured it out, love isn't always easy to feel. it's frightening and it's scary. sometimes it turns me to be insecure. it makes me lose my authority over my own emotions. it's a breeding ground for my anxious thoughts and feelings; in a way that it consumes me. it forms a constant battle on my own mind. i wanna run away. i want to keep close. you know he doesn't see you that way. but what if he does? you can't afford to be with someone. maybe i can. you're wasting your time. maybe it takes time. you're being irrational. nothing about love is rational. i don't want to. i don't want to either, but..

thoughts

things i'd like to teach to my kids

9:45 PM

someday, when i have kids.. i'd like to teach them one or two things about listening to other people.

first. people will always have opinion about us. sebagian besar dari opini-opini itu semua nggak harus dipikirin dan dijadikan alasan buat kita takut berekspresi. you feel like you wanna dance when you're happy? dance it out. you wanna color your hair blue? go for it. there'll always be people who like you, people who pretend that they like you, and people who just don't. we'll never be happy doing things when we're worrying the whole time thinking about other people's thoughts. eventually, we'll never be happy living our lives. their opinions don't matter, your happiness matter.

second. nggak perlu terlalu sering nanya tentang opini orang. apalagi sampai dijadiin validasi. terlalu banyak nanya pendapat orang perlahan bikin kita ngerasa nggak pernah pede dan berujung susah ngerasa yakin sama pilihan yang kita buat sendiri. don't depend your choice on anyone's opinion, you'll slowly lose yourself.

three. when we worry about other people's judgments too much, we'll become judgmental too. just let people be happy for what they're doing. let them be them and you just do you.

reminiscing

SMA

6:13 PM

This post is written based on my personal contemplation and experience during high school. Sekaligus jadi pesan buat adik-adik gue (yang technically gue gak punya sih wakakakak) dan anak gue nanti (masih lama sih sebenernya hmm tapi yasudahlah).

Ketika banyak orang bilang masa SMA adalah masa terindah dalam hidup, bagi gue itu nggak berlaku. As you know (i wrote this several times on my previous posts), my high school life sucks. High school life loh ya bukan high school-nya karena SMA 2 is no less than perfect (berjayalah sepanjang masaaa~~). Oke let's start it. Semester satu sampai tiga merupakan masa yang beraaattt banget. Bisa dibilang, selama itulah gue berproses untuk adjust sama kehidupan SMA yang serba baru, serba beda, serba keras. Some of you might think aelah sekeras apa sih hidup anak SMA?. Tapi nyatanya emang berat dan keras banget, cui. Serius. Di masa SMA, gue 'terbentur' sana sini.

High school: it's all about friendship, love, ambition, passion, and values.

Di masa SMA, gue mulai mencari tau siapa orang yang sebenarnya kawan, lawan, atau kawan yang sebenarnya lawan. I found the truest, the meanest, the funniest, the richest, the uniquest, the toughest, the frenemy, the fake ones, and the real ones here. Things they said about how your friends might be not your bestfriends is true. I have several circles of friendship. But the real bestfriends i can count is actually no more than a dozen. Ada temen yang emang enak cuma buat diajak have fun, temen buat ngopi ngopi, temen buat belajar, temen buat berbagi hobi tapi ga enak buat jalan, temen yang enak buat jalan tapi ga bisa diajak sharing, dll. Get over it. You can never expect somebody to be somebody you wanted to be. Gak usah expect mereka buat selalu ada untuk kita. The realest one is always there even you didn't ask them to be. And when you find one, treasure it. The bravest thing i've ever done in high school was cutting some people off who brings negativity into my life. Some brought me misery, brought me into major insecurities, brought me into other things i didn't want to. And yep, that taught me that your friends aren't always going to be your friends.

I went through several loves and heartbreaks. Unrequited love, unhealthy love, and some idk-if-it's-love loves. It feels so good to fall in love. It once felt like everything. But in fact, it is NOT. It's just a thing. It's just a lil piece of thing that brings you both happiness and sadness. Gue ngerasain bagaimana ~cinta~ bisa membuat gue merasa jadi orang yang paling bahagia di dunia, tapi pernah juga membuat gue merasa nggak jauh beda sama sampah.  I wish i could say this to me several years ago; fall. but don't fall too hard. feel. but don't get too overwhelmed. don't expect. it comes when it less expected. don't take it seriously. NEVER take it seriously. most of the chance it's not going to be long lasted. dan yang paling penting: love. smartly. or you'll regret some things.

Oh and you know what? High school is a bunch of hard works. Everything is just too much. Not just the friendship and the love, but mostly it's about ourselves. It's a hard work to find the real us. Gue dan teman-teman di sekitar gue (menurut observasi gue sih kalo ini) merasakan hal yang sama: terombang-ambing. We tried to find balance in everything. We tried to find the gray side of all the blacks and whites. Kerja keras untuk bilang 'nggak' untuk hal yang kita nggak suka tapi orang-orang suka. Untuk bilang 'iya' pada sesuatu yang kita suka, despite of others judgement and hatred, atau bilang 'iya' karena nggak mau missing out aja.. Untuk ikut yang lain minum atau enggak. Untuk belajar di kelas sampe suntuk atau cabut bareng yang lain. To party or not to party. Untuk tau apa yang sebenarnya benar dan apa yang harusnya nggak dilakukan, because sometimes it feels right anyway. Untuk memilih sesuatu berdasarkan apa yang benar-benar kita mau, bukan apa kata opini orang. Untuk sesekali egois demi kepuasan diri. Untuk ngejalanin hidup berdasarkan values yang kita miliki, meski harus bertabrakan dengan values orang lain. And the other 'to or not to's. Intinya, kerja keras untuk berani menjadi diri sendiri. Those things were our real homeworks. Screw math! Berjuang untuk lulus matematika, ekonomi, fisika dll di SMA itu bullshit. Just do the homeworks and the tasks, ujung-ujungnya lo pasti lulus juga. Tapi untuk lulus di 'mencari jati diri'... sampai sekarang gue masih bisa liat beberapa teman-teman gue masih struggling dalam hal ini.

Satu setengah terakhir masa SMA gue, untungnya, berakhir dengan baik. Beyond expected malahan. I was really happy, and i finally got a chance to love high school. I ended it with my great friends, great experiences, great bazaar (yuhuuu Darani Maneka!!!), great prom, dan hasil belajar yang baik juga. I had great, memorable, sweet moments, indeed. And i'm blessed for it; both the ups and downs.

So....

That's it. My version and my stories might be different with yours. Mungkin bagi lo masa SMA adalah waktu terbaik dalam hidup lo dan nggak setuju dengan statement gue di atas. Kalo iya, ya sukur lo nggak se-struggle gue. Again, gue bilang tulisan ini berdasarkan pengalaman dan pemikiran gue aja. Maybe high school are both best and worst part of our lives, no?

For you, soon-to-be-the-high schoolers... good luck! Enjoy it, as much as you can. Feel it. Survive it. And most importantly... live it :)

May the odds be ever in our favor!

High school pictures are soon going to be updated in this post! :p

poem

Desember yang Datang Lagi

7:34 PM

Desember,
kamu sudah pergi,
sudah aku lupakan,
sudah aku ikhlaskan;

lantas dalam rangka apa
percikanmu kembali lagi,
menyapa lagi,
mengirim puisi-puisi tengah malam itu lagi,
menghadirkan kupu itu lagi,
menyanyikan lagu itu lagi
menyandungkan kenangan itu lagi?

Desember,
tak lama lagi
kamu akan pergi
...lagi, kan?


family

letter on saturday night

11:39 PM

Pengen ngakuin sesuatu yang mungkin sounds embarassing, yang tapi menurut feeling gue sih, kayaknya gue bakal legaaaaa banget kalo mau ngakuinnya.


Oke.
1...2...3

Gue kesepian.
....kemudian ada backsound galau.

Iyeeeee seriusan gue kesepian, tapi gaboleh pada ketawa!! Sampah emang.
Kenapa gue malu ngakuinnya.. yaaa.. mungkin karena di jaman sekarang 'kesepian' selalu dikorelasiin sama kejombloan seseorang or stuffs related to relationship. Orang-orang langsung nyangkutin kesepian sama kejombloan. Haha emang orang yang jadian udah pasti ga ngerasa kesepian? (ternyata iya) (ternyata gue doang dulu kek gitu) (fak). Padahal kesepian versi gue di sini bukan kesepian karena gak punya pacar ato apalah itu yang berhubungan sama cinta cintaan. Kesepian gue.. more like coming from my daily activities.

Makin kesini gue jadi ngerti gimana rasanya jadi anak tunggal. Gue inget duluuu pas gue kecil, tiap kali berantem sama kakak-kakak gue, pasti gue suka mikir kepengen jadi anak tunggal aja. Enak, gak berantem sama kakak, gak usah rebut-rebutan channel tv, rebutan ayam yang paling gede, rebutan sepatu, dimanja pula! Walaupun mungkin kakak-kakak gue juga dulu mikirnya 'kenapa gue harus punya adek gak tau malu bin gak tau diri kayak dia?'. Emang bener ya 'you'll miss it when it's gone' tuh.

Kedua kakak gue udah pada gede, udah pada dewasa, lagi mengejar mimpi masing-masing. They are on the way for their dreams. Yang satu lagi sibuk-sibuknya co-ass, jarang pulang gegara jaga malem di rumah sakit, pulang-pulang cuma buat tidur (karena bagi dia sekarang, dapet day-off bener-bener the only chance to get rest. kasian banget dia ye), but i can see that she's enjoying it. That's her passion. She's living her dream.. sekolah kedokteran emang udah jadi mimpi dia banget sejak SMA. Waktu dia kelas 3 SMA, gue masih SD sekitar kelas 5an. Dia yang SMA-nya di Cimahi rela-relain pulang sekolah jam 3-makan di mobil-bimbel di Bandung sampe malem. Mendekati UN malah sampe jam 10an. Gue selalu ikut ibu nganter-jemput dia les. Gue inget dulu pas dia gak keterima di FK unpad, dia galau abis sampe nangis tiap hari, males makan, nangis diem-diem di balkon, lemah, lesu, letih lunglai butuh sangobion pokoknya gak semangat idup. Sampe akhirnya dia nemu jalan lain buat nerusin mimpinya.. walaupun beda uni, bukan unpad. Dia ngejalanin kuliah dan segala tetek-bengeknya dengan sepenuh hati. Glad to see you happy with your choice, Sis. Sekarang dia lagi bingung ingin milih speliasisasi apa.. she said that she really likes obgyn very much, like, it's her passion. But mum doesn't approve. Whatever it's gonna be, gue berharap dan selalu berdoa dia bakal sukses masa depannya, dan ngegratisin gue kalo berobat di dia. Yaiyeslah ya.

Yang kedua juga sama. Sibuk banget. Sibuk seminar (kayak prep skripsi gitu, iya bukan sih? cmiiw), tugas kuliah, liputan, magang di media.. sekalinya pulang ke rumah kerjanya ngebo sampe siang. Tapi kali ini udah dua bulan dia gak pulang, sibuk sibuk dannn sibuk. Sama kayak Mbak Yaya, dia juga passionate banget dengan bidang kuliahnya sekarang. She's a fighter. Dulu waktu SMA dia ditentang banget mau masuk fikom. Orangtua setujunya dia masuk hukum. Tapi dia ga pernah nyerah & selalu bisa mertahanin keinginan dan pendapatnya. Emang udah passion dia sih, makanya dia fight for it banget. Kalo gue bisa gak ya..

Sehari-hari di rumah rasanya sepi banget. Cuma gue berdua sama ibu. Papa cuma pulang pas weekend. Bahkan untuk 3 minggu kedepan beliau pun nggak pulang karena dapet tugas abroad. Kakak gue dua-duanya sibuk. Pulang gak nentu. Gue pengen main lama juga suka mikir dua kali, kasian ibu gue sendiri.

Gini ya, rasanya 'jauh' dari keluarga?
Gue nggak yakin semua orang ngerasain kayak gini atau guenya aja yang terlalu family-oriented. Karena gue dekat banget sama kedua kakak gue.. sedeket itu. Dan sekarang giliran kita 'kepisah' oleh kesibukan masing-masing, di rumah gue jadi nggak punya temen buat curhat gila-gilaan, buat nonton bareng, buat rebutan kulit ayam (haha apaan banget), buat berantem.. Gak kebayang gimana lebih kesepiannya orangtua gue nanti--ditinggal anak-anaknya berkeluarga.

Saking sepinya tiap hari gue tidur bareng mama di kamarnya. Begitu weekend papa pulang, gue 'terpaksa' tidur di atas sendiri di kamar Mba Yaya.. suka mikir & ngerasa kesepian. Seharusnya gue malem ini tidur ngampar bak ikan teri bareng kalian sempit-sempitan. Walaupun kamar di atas ada tiga, kita pasti tidur bareng. Harusnya malem minggu kayak gini (itupun kalo kalian lagi gak malmingan), kita lagi ngerumpi di atas ngetawain hal-hal konyol, baca koleksi komik kita (yang walaupun udah dibaca berkali-kali), nonton film bareng, ato makan malem bareng. Nggak kayak sekarang, nonton, makan, tidur, sendirian. Bingung gue, gaada temen buat ngobrol, ato sekedar iseng ngomentarin film, ngehebohin aktor ganteng yang lagi gue tonton saat itu, ato ngomong betapa-enaknya-pecel-lele-yang-lagi-gue-kunyah itu ke siapa. Kangen "Sya, makan bareng yuk di bawah", atau "Sya temenin pipis" tengah malem. Langka banget momen itu sekarang.

Sekarang kita dipisahin jarak. Dipisahin kesibukan masing-masing. Dipisahin mimpi masing-masing yang lagi kita kejar. Mungkin kalian juga kadang ngerasa kesepian. But hey, nothing worth comes easy, dan mungkin jarak adalah bayarannya. Gue selalu mendoakan & mendukung kalian. Gue sayaaang banget sama kalian dan kalian nggak pernah berhenti bikin gue bangga. Someday we'll be on top together. Yang satu jadi dokter spesialis (mata? kulit? atau mungkin pada akhirnya obgyn? gak tahu), yang satu jadi editor-in-chief majalahnya sendiri (as your wish), yang satu jadi... orang sukses di bidang yang jadi passionnya. I just knew, kesepian gue sekarang pasti gak ada apa-apanya dibanding rasa bangganya gue sama mimpi kalian yang udah tercapai nanti. Because your happiness are also mine.. dan gue tau kita bakal spend time bareng-bareng lagi kayak dulu. Karena sejauh apapun jaraknya, suatu saat pasti kita bakal pulang ke rumah.. dan kita sama-sama tau kalo keluarga adalah rumah kita.


Untuk Mba Ajeng dan Mba Yaya, yang lagi di tengah jalan merealisasikan mimpi masing-masing.

photos

define romantic

11:03 AM





i think maybe it'd be a great yet simple idea to spend hours in the ride, with someone right, with a view like this, and in all of a sudden the radio would play layur's song, hans zimmer's, or maybe songs that we agreed to be 'ours'. you'd be driving; not too fast nor too slow--with your right hand, because your left one would be holding into mine. we might contemplate about anything we could've think; about those rough day we've been through, about tomorrow, or about us. it'd be silence for a moment, but not quiet. somehow or another, silence seems speak so much more than words. we'd be skygazing, and contemplate, a lot. we'd have a little faith, a little hope that maybe the bleeding sun in the west horizon we view is hiding something better for tomorrow. we'd knew, that there's always another day and we still got plenty of chances.

thoughts

O's recipes to enjoy rain

10:51 AM

I wish i could live in Forks or Glasgow. Alasannya? Simple. Karena banyak hujan! They are even considered as the wettest place in their countries, dan gue sangat mencintai hujan. This drought bore me to death.. really. Pengen cepet-cepet musim hujan...

Hujan, menurut para klimatolog mungkin cuma sekedar fenomena alam. Menurut para puitis, dia inspirasi untuk syair-syair barunya. Menurut para melankolis, dia meresonansi kenangan. Menurut sebagian orang, dia itu kesialan, penghambat aktivitas. Menurut para petani, dia anugerah. Menurut para pencinta sinetron, dia penyamar air mata kesedihan. Kayaknya gue masuk ke tipe melankolis. Hujan itu, menurut gue, romantis. I feel bad for them who couldn't feel 'something' in rain. Kayak kata Bob Marley, 'some people feel the rain, others just get wet'. The thing about rain is... gue punya cara tersendiri buat menikmatinya.

Recipe #1

Hujan + sweater + jendela yang kebuka + bantal duduk + secangkir teh panas (i prefer earl grey karena wanginya enak) + good music + (INI YANG PALING PENTING) nikmatin hujannya, biarin pikiran kamu automatically berkontemplasi.

Good music di situ maksudnya musik yang tepat buat didengerin waktu hujan. And i do have the playlist of it hehehehehe. In case you want to try, i suggest you to hear:


1. Gardika Gigih - Sebuah Percakapan di Senja Hari
2. Gardika Gigih - Pada Tiap Senja
3. Layur - Dawn
4. Layur - Interlude
5. Gabriella Aplin - Salvation
6. Banda Neira - Hujan di Mimpi
7. Adhitia Sofyan - After the Rain
8. Lykke Li - Possibility
9. Ludvig Moon - Swim Dream
10. Coldplay - Us Against the World
11. Coldplay - Atlas
12. Gardika Gigih - Stars In Us
13. Layur - Suara Awan
14. Layur - Are You Awake?
15. The Cinematic Orchestra - To Build A Home
16. The Cinematic Orchestra - Arrival of the Birds + Transformation

PS: kalau nggak pas hujan pun, PLIS DENGERIN LAGU-LAGU DI ATAS, sambil buka rainymood. plis banget.... i want you to feel the greatness of music + rain. i want you to grace both rain and music. it's magical.



oh did i mention that i have 2 recipes?

Recipe #2


Rain + go somewhere whom anyone can't see you exist + let yourself get wet + scream it + laugh it + cry it + feel it.

Oh i really hope you can feel 'something' about rain and grace about it :)




so today

emptiness

9:30 PM

Pernah nggak sih ngalamin fase dimana everything seems run perfectly, but empty as well. Keknya semua orang juga pernah deh ya? Hidup gue (hari ini gue lagi pengen manggil diri gue 'gue') kayaknya udah nggak exciting lagi akhir-akhir ini. Semuanya berjalan konstan, ibarat mobil yang nggak berubah laju kecepatannya. Maka terdapat hukum Newton I dalam hidup gue sekarang dimana resultan gaya yang bekerja pada hidup = 0.

anjir.. sotoy abis gue mengkolerasikan realita hidup sama teori physics.
hahahahahaha enek.


Okay, jadi gue pikir i need to put something fresh and new in my life. Some people said i need to find 'someone' that could brighten my life up. Simpelnya.. pacar. Entahlah, gue nggak berpikir itu ide yang bagus, karena gue rasa selama ini punya pacar ataupun engga, hidup gue nggak berubah. Weirdly i even thought that i haven't had a first love yet tho. So, having a relationship with someone ain't guaranteed any changes in my life. Lagipula lagi enjoy begini.

Some people said i need to do everything in my life in a different way. Such as, if you usually brush your teeth with your right hand, change it with your left hand. Take a different path on your way to school. Travel somewhere you have never been gone before. I DID all of those things but none of them significantly matters.

Some people said i need to get out of the routines. So i skipped school. But it didn't thrill me as well. My mum doesn't even care if i skip school.

Some people said i need to put a new activity in my life. So i enrolled an english course where i can meet new people with different ages & different perspectives. But it ended up by meeting an asshole who's underestimating my choice for picking social studies in school. It broke my whole mood.



Kudu gimana ya biar ga ngerasa 'kosong' begini..

thoughts

life and their mysteries

1:16 AM

Kehidupan dan lika-likunya emang bakal selalu jadi rahasia Tuhan yang kadang nggak bisa dipahamin setiap orang, termasuk aku. Nggak puas dengan nyiptain setiap orang dengan sebegitu unik dan berbedanya, Tuhan ternyata masih ingin bikin manusia bingung dengan alur hidup yang nggak bisa ditebak.


gilagila
bahasanya men..
keprokin diri sendiri

Apa sih yang bisa ngebuat remaja labil kayak aku nulis gitu?
Jadi kemaren aku pulang pakai ojek. Perjalanan lintas kota alias Bandung-Cimahi yang makan waktu bikin aku sama mang gojek ngobrolin banyak topik. Mulai dari suasana sekolah, macetnya Bandung yang udah kayak Jakarta, keluarga aku, keluarga si mang, tentang Bandung jaman dulu, terus tentang masa depan.

Si mang ojek ini namanya Mas Andri. Mas Andri bilang, "Neng, gimana SMA, rame? Kan masa SMA mah cenah masa paling indah."

Dengan tawa getir aku jawab, "Hahaha ya gitu we mang. Dibilang rame mah asa biasa aja. Eh nggak tau deng, paling kerasanya mah nanti kalo udah gede jadi bisa ngebandingin."

Trus tiba-tiba beliau bilang, "saya mah neng, suka sedih kalo inget SMA."

lalu berujung curhat.

Jadi Mas Andri cerita kalo dia dulu dari kecil pengen banget masuk SMAN 3 Bandung, Siapa yang nggak kepengen sih btw... jadi dari dulu pun ternyata gambaran sekolah idaman anak-anak Bandung tuh memang udah SMA 3. Mas Andri belajar mati-matian, ambis banget, rajin banget, selalu ranking 1, 3 tahun berturut-turut di SMP demi bisa masuk tiga, Tapi entahlah, mungkin luckiness matters di ujian nasional dan akhirnya Mas Andri nggak kesampean buat bisa daftar ke tiga.

"Saya ranking 1 terus neng di SMP, nggak pernah nilai jelek, belajar pisan itu mah biar masuk tiga. Eh taunya nggak bisa masuk tiga. Sedih neng, beneran. Kemaren saya dapet customer anak 3, saya jemput di depan sekolah, asa sedih saya teh. Sakit hati gitu kalo inget masa lalu waktu SMA teh. Pokonya antara saya dan tiga teh punya kenangan buruk. Tiap saya lewat tiga teh suka sedih inget dulu. Mati-matian saya belajar, ranking 1, eh.. ga masuk 3.. sekarang juga malah ngojek jadinya."

Belom sempet aku jawab, si Mas Andri udah cerita lagi. Kali ini dikasih wejangan,

"Eh.. ai temen saya yang dulu di SMP biasa aja sekarang mah jadi sukses neng. Neng tau XXX gak? Artis jaman dulu itu teh yang nyanyi lagu xxx.. itu teh temen saya, neng. Trus temen-temen saya yang dulu juga yang parada bandel sekarang sukses kerjaannya, da punya banyak temen.. punya banyak link. Makanya neng di masa kayak neng sekarang mah, neng kudu bergaul sama banyak orang, temenan sama banyak orang da suatu saat mereka teh berguna buat neng. Belajar ato ranking kayak gituan mah nggak ngejamin sukses neng, liat we saya dulu ranking pas sekolah, eh gedenya juga jadi tukang ojek."

Sebenernya nggak cuma di cerita Mas Andri, tapi di dunia nyata pun emang banyak yang kejadiannya sama kayak gitu. Belajar mati-matian.. pinter abis jenius abis sampe ikutan olim ini itu taunya pas UN nilainya standar aja.. dan yang dapet nilai UN gede taunya anak yang selama ini gak kesorot dan semua orang jadi pada kaget tea (ini mah kayanya pada ngalamin semua).., grafik nilai naik, akademik oke, eh jalur undangan sama sbmptn ga keterima... lulusan perguruan tinggi negeri oke taunya ga keterima lamar kerja... asal-asalan ikut ujian mandiri taunya keterima... nggak niat ikut seleksi x eh taunya keterima... yang dulunya bandel banget gedenya sukses banget... yang dulunya pinter banget gedenya biasa aja... (walaupun nggak semua case kayak gitu).

Bagi kebanyakan orang, plot yang udah Tuhan kasih ke masing-masing manusia kadang terkesan unfair atau bahkan non-sense. Nggak ada yang bisa diprediksikan soal masa depan. Belajar mati matian dan dapet nilai bagus nggak ngejamin kita bakal masuk perguruan tinggi negeri oke dan keterima pas ngelamar di perusahaan multinasional yang gajinya puluhan juta. Masuk universitas terkenal atau gelar sarjana juga nggak ngejamin kita sukses. Hidup ternyata nggak semulus dapet belajar-nilai oke-perguruan tinggi unggulan-keterima kerja-kaya raya-keliling dunia.

Masalah ikhtiar, peluang dan sebut saja takdir, atau garis tangan, atau keberuntungan.. emang kayaknya bakal jadi rahasia Tuhan yang paling dalem, yang emang udah di luar jangkauan manusia. Begitu anehnya 'cerita' masing-masing orang yang nggak bisa disangka, yang kadang runyam, yang kadang terkesan nggak adil, nggak masuk akal.. yang memang udah diplot sedemikian jalan sama Tuhan, dengan tujuan dan alasan yang nggak pernah manusia tau. Wallahu alam.

Tapi, dari situ juga, ketakutan aku tentang masa depan bertambah. Posisi aku sama Mas Andri nggak jauh beda.. kita sama-sama punya akademik yang bagus (bukan riya) di sekolah.  Mungkin sekarang aku bisa berangan-angan setinggi langit tentang jas almamater perguruan tinggi impian, tentang "suatu saat aku bakal jadi xxx di kantor/perusahaan/departemen xxx", tentang gambaran akan masa depan yang serba sempurna.. tapi nggak ada yang tahu rencana Tuhan akan masa depan aku seperti apa. Nggak siap aja bayanginnya, kalo nanti di masa depan aku malah bilang "ah ga guna saya belajar mati-matian, ranking di SMA kalo akhirnya saya jadi...." jangan sampe, Ya Allah. Jangan sampe aku ngeluh sama apa yang udah aku ikhtiarkan.

Mungkin banyak juga yang berpendapat, "ngapain juga belajar, dapet nilai bagus ato ipk bagus, yang penting lulus paspasan juga gapapa karena toh akhirnya mah semua ga ngejamin kita sukses atau engga". Kalo menurut aku, memang betul nilai nggak ngejamin kesuksesan kita.. tapi setiap ikhtiar pasti membantu. Membantu menciptakan peluang baru buat kita ngeraih goal di depan. 
Mungkin luckiness matters, garis tangan udah nentuin jalannya masa depan, lalu ada juga qadar.. Mungkin orang pintar bakal kalah sama orang yang cerdas, dan orang cerdas bakal kalah sama orang yang beruntung, tapi bukankah tingkat ke-hoki-an tiap orang beda-beda? 

Analoginya kayak gini. Misalnya, ada 3 orang yang bersaing buat ngedapetin kerja di perusahaan yang cuma punya 2 slot tersisa, yaitu A, B, sama C. A punya kemampuan rata-rata. Si B paling pintar di antara ketiganya. Sementara si C walaupun kemampuannya biasa aja, ternyata punya luckiness tinggi. Karena udah garis tangannya (somehow dengan situasi kayak kasus nilai UN) , C keterima kerja di situ. Satu kursi yang tersisa, pastinya diberikan buat B yang punya kemampuan lebih dari C. B lebih berpeluang dari C buat keterima di perusahaan itu karena kemampuannya. Nah, dari situ, aku menyimpulkan kalo kita masih bisa dapet goal itu dengan ikhtiar walaupun ada orang lain yang punya keberuntungan besar. Jadi, terlepas dari mempasrahan diri sama takdir yang udah Tuhan kasih, manusia juga harus ikhtiar, memperbesar peluang.

Huff...
Emang hidup penuh rahasia yang nggak bisa manusia ngerti, ya..
Emang manusia tuh sekecil dan se-enggak-ada-apa-apa-nya itu, ya..

Semoga apa yang udah kita ikhtiarkan nggak sia-sia. Dan juga semoga mimpi aku (kita, kalau ada yang baca ini) tercapai. Aamiin.

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3:00 PM

My mom said, "do have a crush who is smarter than you". Simply because he will motivates me to equalize my 'level' with him. I obviously don't want to look dumb when he's babbling about politics, global issues, hottest news, or opinions. Smart people will bring us to a higher level of life. They will widen our perspectives. Smart people makes us have to think smart, think critically, think differently, and think the way they think. They will change us become a smart one too.
My mom proved her words. I experienced a love with a smart guy next to my class back on junior high. He was so clever that he made me think "a smart guy deserve a smart girl too". So i studied hard to make myself worth to be with him. We had a relationship and it was literally one of the best time in my life. He made my whole life went a lot better. Both of us were so ambitious about our academic, so we competed together (although we weren't in the same class). We studied hard so we don't embarass ourselves when one of us made into the top 3 in class while one of us is not. We discussed ideas together. About our idealism, about our opinions about something, about anything. Our teacher always announced the top 3 rank of each class at the end of semester. The top 3 of each class had to stand up in front of the field and received a trophy with proud. I remember we made it together to be the top 3. And since our class was contiguous, we stood next to each other. We congratulated each other, we were proud of each other.

One day i was crying, down, and feeling sooo blue because i failed my storytelling. I only could make it top 10 in province. I texted him that i was disappointed about myself who wasn't good enough compared to the other winners. I felt that i was 'nothing' and I became mad. You know what was he said? He said he was proud of me. He told me not to cry because win or not, he was still gonna be proud of me anyway. The most important part was i worked my ass off to bring the best. And that's how you should be when you do anything in your life; bring the best. You should bring your best in every part of your life, not just in the competition. It became the lesson that i value in my life. I learned so much things from him, and i'm grateful to let him be the (sweet) part of my life :)

Well recently i had a crush with someone like him too hahahaha. I called him 'popok' so when somebody's eavesdropping me babbling about him, they would have no idea who he really is HEHEHEHE i'm sorry boy i don't even know why i should call you 'popok' :)))

We know each other, but we never officially talk. We just simply following each other's socmed account haha yeaaa so sad. I admire him a lot. I love the way he talks. He's one of the bad boys, but still, he never missed his shalat prayers. He's a pious of God. I love to see him go to mosque for dzuhur prayer. I love to see his hair wet by his wudhu. Gosh. I admitted that i'm not a very pious person. I missed my shalat prayer sometimes. And having a crush on him makes me embarrased. I'm not even worth enough to be with someone pious like popok... and i'm disappointed to be 'unworthy'.

But you know what.. perhaps, that would be the perks of having someone who is (adj)-er than you (in a poistive way obviously). You will strive to be on the same level as theirs. Wanting him makes me want to be more pious. Having crush on him makes me more spirited to do shalat prayers.. alhamdulillah. I hope being a pious would be a permanent mark on myself.

I guess the same thing happens on friendship and environments. If we're around the perfumers, we will also get the smell of perfume, right? Be around people with the positiveness, so you'll become one too. I guess Prophet Muhammad was right about it.

photography

i always love 3pm

4:34 PM



i love how the sun shines through my windows every evening and suddenly everything seems so warm and orange-ish.



i love how the bright warm light of 3pm sunshine hits perfectly to my desk. it makes me want to do something on that old desk. even it's just a trashy doodle or a meaningless writing. 




i love doodling. on 3pm. in my room. 





i love the warmth of 3pm.




i love the shades on the book i read on 3pm. 

i just love 3pm lights.

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gue & 'something to proud of'

5:16 PM

Kadang emang gue ngerasa 'nothing' banget sih dibanding temen-temen yang hidupnya superproduktif, yang udah tau where they belong to, yang udah yakin abis sama passion-nya, yang talented abis dan yang prestasinya udah segudang..


Belom tua aja gue udah menyesali masa remaja gue.

Shit.
Kayaknya gue nggak punya something to proud of.
Kayaknya gue belom melakukan apapun selama 16 taun ini. Sementara di luar sana banyak kenalan seumuran gue yang dari sekarang aja udah sukses--jadi artis lah, model majalah, skill fotografinya diakuin sama master fotografi yang gue idolain banget, desainer lah, punya usaha sendiri.. dll.
Hft.


Gue mau cerita. Gue pernah les keyboard sama vokal waktu kelas 4 SD. Gue sebenernya pengen les piano atau gitar elektrik. Simply karena gue suka banget sama lagu-lagu alternative, dan gue mikir kayaknya keren aja kalo cewek maen gitar elektrik, apalagi kalo maenin lagu-lagunya Paramore. Di setiap lagu yang gue denger, gue pasti concern sama part gitar elektriknya. Kelemahan gue, gue gak berani bilang. Mama emang pengen gue bisa keyboard, karena beliau juga bisa keyboard.. Haha. Yaudah, gue jalanin 2 taun les keyboard sama vokal sampe ikutan beberapa konser yang diselenggarain les gue. Gue inget banget lagu dari konser pertama gue adalah I'll Be There-nya Mariah Carey. Konsernya emang cuma diselenggarain di kafe-kafe, tapi gue bersyukur karena dari beberapa pengalaman itu, self-esteem gue tumbuh. Setelah 2 tahun les keyboard, kakak gue nyusul dengan les gitar.. which is something that i wanted to do from the beginning :( Gue nyesel banget kenapa gue nggak 'berani' aja buat minta ke Mama kepengen les gitar. Penyesalan gue nomer 1: ga berani ngutarain keinginan gue.

Taunya kakak gue nggak betah di gitar. Dia pindah jalur ke piano (lagi-lagi yang semulanya keinginan gue!). Gue akhirnya bilang ke mama mau pindah ke piano biar sama kayak kakak gue, dan beliau nyetujuin. Lagian toh keyboard dan piano nggak jauh beda. Kalo inget-inget itu, gue suka ngerasa betapa powerless-nya gue. Betapa 'payah'-nya gue yang selalu ngegantungin pilihan gue sama aksi kakak gue. Mungkin kalo kakak gue nggak pindah ke piano, gue juga nggak bakal minta pindah ke piano dan ngebiarin diri gue stuck di les keyboard yang sebenernya ga gue pengen. Akhirnya gue pindah haluan dan belajar piano sekitar 6 bulan sampe kejadian itu. Suatu hari gue masuk les seperti biasa. Sayangnya gue lupa buat belajar lagu yang di-PR in sama K, guru piano gue. Dan itu udah minggu kedua gue masih ga bisa nguasain lagu itu. Mungkin diperparah sama keadaan dia yang lagi moody, dia marahin gue. Sinis banget, judes banget, pedes banget kata-katanya.

"Saya tuh greget ya, bingung, kamu ngapain aja sih dua minggu ini? Perasaan saya udah capek-capek ngajarin jelas banget minggu lalu dan dua minggu lalu, tapi percuma aja kalo kamu ga latihan. Terus ngapain dong kamu les kalo kamu ga latihan? Mending di rumah aja. Jadi kamu selama ini belajar apa dari les, heh, belajar apa? Heran."

Gue cuma bisa diem. Syok. Sakit hati. Karena yang kedengeran di telinga gue yang masih SD waktu itu tuh kayak

"Goblok banget sih lo!!!"

akhirnya sejak itu gue gak pernah masuk les lagi. Gue ogah ketemu guru les gue. Gue benci banget sama dia. Ini nih yang bikin gue nyesel. Kenapa sih gue harus se-tempe itu waktu dulu? Kenapa sih gue gak punya mental yang baja, yang bikin gue nggak langsung nyerah gitu aja sama les gue? Padahal gue udah setengah jalan banget, dibilang masih basic yaa udah lebih dari itu, tapi dibilang jago juga belum. Padahal itu kesalahan gue juga, gue ga tekun latihan. Penyesalan gue nomer 2: waktu itu gue membiarkan diri gue jadi seorang yang mental tempe dengan nyerah merjuangin apa yang gue suka karena ada penghalang.


Sekarang gue cuma bisa ngiri liat temen-temen gue yang pada jago di bidangnya. Kayak G, temen gue yang jago banget main gitar, yang istilahnya mah anak 'musik' banget parah, yang diminta mainin lagu apapun dalam sekali denger langsung bisa. Atau kayak H yang suaranya bagus banget parah, trofi dimana-mana, dan yang gue denger-denger dia baru lolos seleksi X-Factor kemaren. Kayak O, temen gue yang langganan juara olimpiade sains nyampe tingkat internasional. Kayak M, temen gue yang sadar punya passion di bidang sosial dan jadi aktivis sama relawan dimana-mana.

Ngiri iya. Bangga banget punya temen kayak mereka juga iya.

Semakin ngeliat mereka gue jadi semakin menyesal sama hubungan antara gue dan piano. Atau hubungan gue dengan story-telling. Atau hubungan gue dengan catur. Atau hubungan gue dengan tolak peluru. Atau hubungan gue dengan vokal. Penyesalan gue nomer 3: gue berhenti di tengah jalan di semua bidang yang pernah gue gelutin. I;m the jack of all trades.

Gue pengen jadi salah satu di antara mereka yang jago di bidangnya. Bidang yang lagi gue gelutin sekarang adalah fotografi. Gue cinta fotografi. Mungkin hasil foto gue nggak se-dewa ato semantep orang lain seumuran gue. Gue juga udah sering banget kalah di kompetisi-kompetisi fotografi. Tapi kali ini gue gamau nyerah. Gue nggak mau punya mental tempe lagi yang ngebiarin halangan di depan jadi alasan gue buat menyerah. Gue gak mau berhenti di tengah jalan lagi. Gue gak mau nyesel lagi. 

Gue pengen suatu saat orang-orang mengakui kehebatan gue di bidang yang gue jalanin dan bangga punya temen kayak gue dan bilang, "Temen gue yang jago fotografi? Oh ada tuh ada. Ocha."

Gue pengen suatu saat idola gue jadi rival gue.

Mungkin sekarang gue nothing dibanding temen-temen gue, tapi gue berharap gue bisa sabar dengan segala pressure itu dan fokus sama gue sendiri. It may took a long process to transform myself from 'nothing' to be 'something', but i'm sure it would worth the wait.

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setahun

1:04 AM





Setahun yang lalu gue ngetwitpic foto ini pake caption "study hard work hard sleep hard live hard die hard" saking stresnya belajar mati-matian buat UN SMP. Setahun lalu gue ambisius. Apapun gue lakukan buat nilai gede. Pulang sekolah bimbel sampe maghrib / malem, pulang pemantapan dateng ke bimbel buat intensif & pendalaman materi sampe sore. Libur dipake buat ngerjain latihan soal. Satu buku soal habis, beli lagi seri yang lain, kalo bisa hari itu juga dihabisin. Setahun lalu gue semangat. Nggak ada yang lebih bikin gue excited daripada fantasi masa SMA. Masa SMA yang literally kata orang-orang best part of your life. Setahun lalu gue euforia bisa masuk SMA yang walaupun bukan impian utama gue, tapi masih jadi alternatif yang tergolong bagus. Setahun lalu semua lancar. Setahun lalu gue mencintai kehidupan gue. Setahun lalu gue bahagia.

lucu gak sih, kalo diinget-inget, kamu yang setahun lalu tuh beda banget sama kamu yang sekarang?

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envy what?

2:55 PM

couple days ago my mum told me that my sissy cried in front of her. i asked her why, and what my mum said surprised me. "she envied you&your (another) sissy. she felt so jealous sometimes of both of you, how do you always get waved by people you met, how do you have lots of people respect you and how do you easily socialize."


what the fuck.

people just can't never get enough huh? it's funny to hear that since i've been the one who envy them (both of my sis) all the time.

hmpft it's just she doesn't know that sometimes the reason i hardly to go to school is because i can't stand socializing.

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why can't i be normal

2:16 PM

i hate that sometimes i hardly live like a normal teenager who's doing really great on socializing. to be just click and fit with everyone else wherever they are, to make friends on every circles easily, to be confident in front of everybody. i talked to God a lot, saying that i'm sorry for being so disgraceful bout myself. like, EVERYDAY, i blame myself for having low self-esteem, for being an introvert, for being a socially awkward or somehow being a jerk anti-social.

so today

being a grown up

2:13 PM

I'm gonna be 17 in less than a month.


Normally, at this time remaining, the other girls would have been busy take care of their sweet 17th birthday preparation. They would kill for the hippiest birthday party ever among their friends'. It has to be held on the fanciest hotel or restaurant in town, it has to serve great foods, it has to set the chicest concept of decors, requires a DJ, and they should have wearing the prettiest gown ever while blowing candles on the top of the graded cake. It has to be the best party ever so anyone in school would talk about that. I guess it would be the picture of almost everyone's (every girls, red) dream birthday party.

Well, except for me.

The idea of being legal doesn't excite me at all. But for my mom and sisters, it does. Both of my sisters had their sweet 17th birthday party years ago. Just like the other girls, they think it's crucial thing to do in your whole life (or probably the best day of your whole life). It's not hard to guess that they would influence me someday about that stuffs when my time's coming up. And yes, they did. Earlier, my mum offered me a birthday party. She and my sisters came out with a bunch of concepts. They were like, 

"Since it's drought, i think it would be better for you to choose an afternoon garden party"
"No, no. Night birthday party would be the best"
"It would be pink everywhere"
"Heck no, there would be silver and gold balloons and decorations everywhere"
"But..."

And so on i can't even remember what exactly they were talking about. Pink, seriously, is not my thing. The idea of having sweet 17th birthday, is also not. I might let them down of my decision but i can't push myself to do that (not so my) thing. A q-time family dinner would be enough to me. Sorry guys.

Remembering that i'm nearly turn 17 actually makes me kinda worry. The thing of being legal is, you take responsibility of your own self. When you done something bad or break the rule, is not your parent's business anymore (legally). It's your life you should take care of. Also, being responsible of your life means you decide anything on your own. Every choices in life is yours to decide and to take. And by deciding choices means you need to be mature enough to understand the consequences. Dang! That's it. That's what i all worried about. Making (wise) choices.

I kept questioning myself bunch of questions. Am i mature enough? Am i gonna make it right? Will i screw my life by my unstableness? Am i making the right decision? How do i gonna handle my life when i change my mind in every 5 minutes? Do i capable enough? What should i do if... What if i....

and so on. The thing is, i'm not even sure with myself. For what i've been looking through backwards, i'm a girl who's full of uncertainty and having difficulty of figuring out what i want. I just can't imagine how can i face messier problem years ahead while at this time i'm still having difficulty to make my own decision. I made lots of mistakes in my life. My ego and ignorance once let me chose the wrongest path probably in my life. I have been studying social in a year. I thought it would be the right decision, just because realizing i put more interests on social studies and humanities. What have been through this year was fine. I did it well and enjoy it so much, actually. I even took the highest rank on last semester. I always knew that was exactly where i belong. Until i discover another interest. Guess what.. medical. Hahaha. I finally recognized i had fallen in love with medical since my eldest sister let me involved on her world. Also, watching Grey's Anatomy series makes me love it even more. By seeing how they work, what they're doing with their job, it just makes want to know more and even more until i put my heart on it. I even discussed a lot about medical stuff with my mother and sister who also put interest in it. And then i remembered human's anatomy was my favorite part on biology in junior high although they were just little. Somehow, i still remembered all i learn about medical since i was junior high. How can? Simply because i enjoy it so much.

Here's what confusing.
I always knew i belong in social studies. I learn fast on it. I put interest about it. I always good at it.
But i always hungry to know anything related to medical. And i did everything i can to discover more about it. And i always excited about it. And what i feel about medical is what they said about doing passion. I was hesitate, wondering where i should really belong in. And that hesitation proved my immaturity. 

Do i regret to decide social studies?

I don't know. There are so much possibilities. It can be that i only love medical just from what i have seen from the outside. I probably cried like my sisters during her studies, remembering bunch of cases for her SOOCA tests. I probably feel disgrace to not having free times with my kids because there are still lots of patients out there. I probably feel bored to do the same job in the same place everyday and be ungrateful about it. Or i probably just love medical temporarily (re: angin-anginan). So i don't know. I still love social studies and didn't lose any interest on it anyway. But who knows what happens next? Who knows if i will regret my choice or not? Future always creeps me out.

What i can do right now is concern about my social studies, because there's no way back to change my decision to science studies. Because by choosing science studies doesn't guarantee i will not regret my decision to not choose social studies either. So yeah the point is.. i just have to live what already happened.

And yes, that was the huge case that caused by my ego and my ignorance. I said it was huge because it really is. It was the choice that settled my life and my future, right? I don't want to hesitate anymore (just like in that case) again in my life by the decision i made.

And like what i said upfront, making the right decision requires maturity. Maturity leads to responsibility. And by being legal requires me to taking bigger responsibility. Hffft. It's not easy to be a grown up, huh? Seriously. All i can do is hoping that i'm not gonna screw it out by making right decision. Making decision... huge thing. Once again, i asked myself, do i capable & mature enough to live as a grown up?

Now you know why do i scared to be a grown-up. Now you know why am i not excited at all about the idea of being legal. Hmmm ... can we just not growing up?

about me

who am i: being an ambivert

8:25 PM

God is brilliant and unique. He created diverse creatures so we don't get bored seeing the same version of ourselves on the others'. I get amazed everyday with the diversity He made through people i met (or i just knew). Almost 17 years i live, i met lots of people, but each of them has different habits, different mindsets, different physical appearances, different skills, and also different personalities. Had you have a think about how God is very artsy and particular about creating a person? I had. For example, let us take a look on Jared Leto and my dad (why should it be my dad? because.. i don't know haha!). Jared Leto is a 39 years old with messy hair and eye liner who express himself through rock music and support gay marriage. I can feel his passion, originality and his heart and passion through his song Kings and Queens (30 Seconds to Mars) while my 39 years old dad had his hair cut routine, express himself through drawing architecture sketch, listen to Pance's music, and strictly disapprove LGBT.

I also compared myself a lot with my sister, Ajeng. Everytime i did, i always felt that i was the downgrade version of her. I wasn't as sociable as her, as friendly as her, and as attractive as her. I envied her many times. I always wondered how does she always succeed making friend easily and comfort anyone who's being around her. She always happen to be a fun person to converse with, while i need weeks to can talk freely or non-awkward chat with them. It just felt sucks. But well, time flies and i've grown up. As i becoming a teenager and observe a lot, i found myself not as a downgrade version of my sister, but a whole different person. It's not that i am less this and less that if compared to my sister (or everyone), it's just simply because i'm different. And i know that i don't have to worry, because we are different each other. I found that since i observe my sister's habits. My mother and i agreed that she always doesn't like to be just at home (re: ga betahan). She spends her most free time with her friends and and lively being around people than being alone. She always feels insecure when she's alone. Concerts, parties, festivals and mall are her thingy, while it's definetely not mine. I feel comfort and peace to go alone for movies or hanging-out by myself while reading a book on a coffee shop, while my sister thinks it's idiot and so-anti-social.


And then my curiosity leads me to another research.

According to Carl Gustav Jung, there are 3 types of people based on their personalities. There are the extroverts; the ones that known as the outgoing, expressive and sociable. They're identical to be known as the social butterflies and easily make friends. I'm sure everyone of us has find out that in every our friends circle or environment, there will always be a central group or a 'center' person that catches everyone the most. The group whom hold a big influence in a group and tend to be the dominance. In my case, that central group held by a bunch of 'it' girls and the 'it' boys. The extros (that's how i called the extroverts) are so expressive that they let everyone know what they feel through verbals. They also love to speak rather than silence and being around of people rather than be alone. These extros just naturally feel lively when being around hustle. Also, working in a group and interacting with people are what they prefer beside working alone and 1:1 interaction. Those characteristics are my sister's thingy.


The other type is the introverts. This type of people are only about 30% of the world population, according to my research on Google, and I guess my eldest sister is one of them. Take a look on our class. I'm pretty sure there's at least one of our friends in class who tend to do everything alone, or a loner, or it's just they don't talk too much. The intros has the opposite personalities compared to the extros. Yes, the intros are more likely to be alone and find peace on it. They feel insecure for being around of people or crowds, and tend to express their feelings through writings. Many people think that these people are anti-social or worse, the freaks. However, it's not. It's not that they're shy or have a less skill of communication either. Being an introvert doesn't make them anti-social. They just have a different way to socialize and really careful to let things go out from their mouths. Yes, they think a lot before they speak. Also, the intros are more likely to be busy observe people, that's why they silent much. They're naturally born as the thinkers. They listen more while the extros more likely to speak more. Thay's why the intros are better listeners. I put more interest on the intros. On many cases the intros just surprised me by their hidden skills or story. I had one friend that people known her as a loner named H. My friends and i thought she was so mysterious. Soon, we were suprised to discover she's incredibly have an amazing skill on guitar! Or my other friend named A who's sooo private and talkless who is actually a book author.


The last type is ambivert. Literally, ambivert sits between the extros and the intros. At one time, they find peace in silence, but on the other time, they just can't stand the loneliness. They spend time and okay to be at home or to be alone, but when there are parties, they possibly become party-animals just like the extros. They have lots of friends, but also fine to be alone. Sometimes they like being around the crowds and sometimes they don't. On some circle friends they're known as the talkactive ones while ob the other circle people see them as a loner. The ambis are known as the easy going and the moody ones. They sometimes can be the extros and later transform to be the intros.

I find out myself as an ambivert who has a dominance introversion tendency. My personality changes depends on my environment. And i can't blame myself for having difficulty to change it. Being around my little family, i'm a very talkactive, expressful, crazy and confident person. I talk so much in front of them and don't even feel any worry to be disliked by them. I express a lot in front of them. When i'm mad, my face express real madness. I make silly faces in front of them. I threw out opinions about anything in front of them when it goes to discussion. I dance crazily and don't even care about how sucks my dance looks like. In my case, being an ambi makes me prefer to be only friends with the people who comfort me. When my intro side come out, i'm becoming such a loner, private, who prefer to read a book on a library by myself (out of the crowds). When my extro side come out, i'm suddenly becoming the most cheerful, active, and expressful person who prefer to be in the hippiest place or crowds such as mall or concert. Or when both of the sides mixed up, i'm becoming the one who reading a book by myself in the crowd coffee shop (it has to be crowd because at that time i don't want to be really alone). That's why the ambis like me known as the moody(s).

Here's what funny. I'm naturally selective about friends. It's not that i'm picky, for God's sake, it's just come naturally. I'm naturally all-out when being around a person i comfort with, and i'm naturally awkward when being around people/person that misfits me. Who misfits me? The one who's 'too much' for everything. The ones who exposed too much, talk too much and don't let me get that opportunity to talk back, the ones who spelled too much dirty words. Ah, and the one who don't ask me back so i always should have to be the one who ask question that lead to a conversation, avoiding silence-awkward situation. They literally intimidate me. But my bad is, when i feel intimidated on that first meeting, i automatically ignore or worry that person to be part of my life. Okay you may be confused at this time, so let me get you an example.

For example, i have two circles of friends, A & B. I feel comfortable to be around my A circle's friends. When i feel comfort, i'm all out. I'm becoming the most talkactive person, the most out-going and the most friendly person around them. I'm feeling more alive being around them and my A's friends see me as the sociable person. Assume that i don't fit the B friends but unfortunately the situation makes me has to be around them. So in B circle, i'm becoming more private and naturally build a bridge so they don't know the true crazy me. They know me as a private, don't talk too much or worse, arrogance person. But the bridge just built by itself. I'd love to hug A friends passionately while i feel awkward even to just hold my B friends' hands. Sometimes it's funny to hear my B friends said that i don't talk too much, while on the inside i know that i'm one of the most talkactive person on the A circles.

Note this. I don't hate the ones who misfit me. It's not that i ignore them to be friends with me either. It's just feels harder and scared to be friends with them for me. We don't have the same vision or principles and i think it may took a longer process to can crack my shell in front of them. It's just.. i expect people who has different values with me would hurt me if i crack my shell out. That's why i tend to be private in front them. So i don't get hurt. Well maybe it's my bad that i can't be careless to be myself in front of people who don't fit me. It's my bad that i let my environment defines me and changes me. It's my bad that i rather to be not me than being hurt by people. Maybe that's why after all this time, i called my self as a determinism. Yes. Determinism; what happen on me is caused by my environment.

That's me. I'm an ambivert. I'm the one who wants to be exposed or stand out more than the others at one time, but want to hide away from the crowds at the other time. I'm sociably awkward in new environment when there's no one i know accompany me, but when i feel you're close enough to me, i'll crack my shells and probably be the center of circle. I have lots of friends, but i do have a small amount of best friends that REALLY know me. If you succeed to comfort me, you may be pleasured to walk through my bridge. And by 'walk through my bridge' means you may be the luckiest person that i share all my true love and i care with in my life, i promise. I may be very private but I will do everything to people that i love. Some people may see me as an extrovert and some people may see me as an introvert and that may confused you; but that's okay. It is what it is. I wasn't pretending to be anybody else. Being intros and being extros are parts of myself that comes naturally. I can't even fix it so please, don't blame me for it. I feel insecure being around of people that i don't know when those people has already known each other. I depend my personality on my environment but swear, i tried my whole life to be happy and embrace wherever i'm around with. I got power from the loneliness, i got peace on it, but i on the other side i just can't stand being alone.

It's hard at the beginning to admit that i am one of those kind of people. But as i admit my bad, i figured myself out even more. I know myself a lot better, appreciate it, and not just try my best to live it, but also embrace it.

So, what kind is your personality?