Archive | May, 2011

Küss Mich – Halt Mich – Lieb Mich

30 May


Wenn es dich doch gibt 
Ein Herz (das) nur für mich schlägt 
Wer sagt mir heut‘ was Morgen noch zählt? 
Wird die Welt bald neu geboren? 
Der Weg ist mit Blumen und Sternen gesät 
Ich spür mein Held wird kommen 
Siehst du was ich seh‘ 
Auch Wunder könn‘ geschehen 

If you exist after all
A heart (that) beats only for me
Who tells me today what matters still tomorrow?
Will the world soon be reborn?
The road is sown with flowers and stars
I feel my hero will come
Do you see what I see?
Even miracles can happen

Dann wünsch‘ ich mir Flüsse die Wasser noch führ‘n
Dornen die weichen und Rosen die blüh‘n
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
für immer
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
Ein Prinz der sein Leben sein Herz für mich gibt
Ein Kuss der die Nacht und den Zauber besiegt
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb michh

Then I wish (to see) rivers which still have water
Thorns which give way and roses which bloom
Kiss me – hold me – love me
for ever
Kiss me – hold me – love me
A prince who gives his life and his heart for me
A kiss which defeats the night and the magic
Kiss me – hold me – love me
Kiss me – hold me – love me

Wenn es dich doch gibt
Ein Herz nur für mich schlägt
Dann wünsch ich mir Flüsse die Wasser noch führ‘n
Dornen die weichen und Rosen die blüh’n

If you exist after all
A heart (that) beats only for me
Then I wish (to see) rivers which still have water
Thorns which give way and roses which bloom

Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
für immer
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
Ein Prinz der sein Leben sein Herz für mich gibt
Ein Kuss der die Macht und den Zauber besiegt
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
für immer
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich

Kiss me – hold me – love me
for ever
Kiss me – hold me – love me
A prince who gives his life and his heart for me
A kiss which defeats the night and the magic
Kiss me – hold me – love me
for ever
Kiss me – hold me – love me

Dann wünsch ich mir Flüsse die Wasser noch führ‘n
Dornen die weichen und Rosen die blüh‘n
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich
Küss mich – Halt mich – lieb mich

Then I wish (to see) rivers which still have water
Thorns which give way and roses which bloom
Kiss me – hold me – love me
Kiss me – hold me – love me

What if I kissed you now – Darin

20 May

So here we are

Trying to talk some sense into our hearts
This can’t be love
We’re best of friends, and that should be enough
But If that’s true
Tell me why I’m holding on to you
Like I’d never let you go

What if I kissed you now
And turned it all around
What if I kissed you now
And stars fell to the ground?
Would I be losing you, if I do, or would you want me too?
What if I kissed you now
What if I do?

What’s going on?
Someone’s gone and changed our special song
They dimmed the lights
See them shine, like planets in our eyes
Here it comes
All that I’ve been missing for so long
I (could) never let you go

Oh, did I leave it for too long?
Has the moment that I’ve dreamed of come and gone?
Time will tell, but I know this much is true
I don’t want to dream of anyone but you

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this song seems to be a nice one to hear. simple and easy to understand. I figured out about this song when I was doing some researches for my task :). then, I think it’ll be my whole week’s song :). plus, I’ll add it to my playlist :D

Review: “EAT PRAY LOVE” Movie

12 May

        In “Eat Pray Love,” Julia Robert’s character, Liz Gilbert, takes a holiday from her miserable life as a well-respected, financially secure New York writer, loved by men she cannot love back and despairing of her own inner emptiness. She travels the world to seek enlightenment, a journey — she never hesitates to tell anyone she meets — outside her own comfort zone. For the viewer though, it’s anything but. The film never ventures, even once, into a situation that does not reek of comfy familiarity.

        Of course, the Elizabeth Gilbert memoir on which the movie is based also got criticized for its Western fetishization of Eastern thought and the overly self-conscious nature of this journey — reportedly paid for with a publisher’s advance for the book itself. None of that stopped her memoir from becoming a bestseller translated into 40 languages. So with Julia Roberts making one of her increasingly rare starring appearances and the sensual beauty of Italy, India and Indonesia as backdrop for the romanticized navel-gazing, “Eat Pray Love” should attract a substantial female audience, a demographic ill-served by the summer’s mostly testosterone-fueled movies.

 

        Working from a screenplay he wrote with Jennifer Salt, director Ryan Murphy, the creator of TV series “Nip/Tuck” and “Glee,” never loses track of the story’s bestseller attributes: foreign landscapes photographed at sunset or sunrise, food displayed with mouth-watering intensity, peripheral characters bursting with vitality, all men unnaturally gorgeous — or at least interesting — and female self-discovery as the unwavering central focus.

 

        Reeling from a divorce and an affair that didn’t do the trick either, Liz tells her best friend and publisher (Viola Davis, not given nearly enough to do) that she intends to chuck everything for a year to research herself in exotic foreign climes. Everyone including her ex (Billy Crudup) and new boy toy (James Franco) pull long faces, but this gal makes a career out of thinking of nobody but herself.

        Several months are spent in Rome to enjoy food and life (Eat), then off to India for meditation in an ashram (Pray) and finally to Bali, Indonesia, to search for “balance” but finding herself off-balance instead with a Brazilian divorcee (Love).

        Each segment is thoroughly enjoyable in a touristic sort of way. And Roberts throws herself wholeheartedly into the role of the inner-truth seeker.

        There, of course, lies the problem. One can line a bookcase with memoirs, novels and DVDs about urban malcontents discovering food and life in Mediterranean climes. At least another bookshelf could be devoted to popular entertainments where Westerners seek spirituality in the East, dating back to Somerset Maugham’s “The Razor’s Edge” if not the earlier works of Hermann Hesse. Bali is a bit off the beaten path for such self-help entertainments, but after those terrorist bombings the place could use positive publicity.

 

        In each segment, Liz is given role models. In Rome, a Scandinavian (Tuva Novotny) and local language coach (the absurdly handsome Luca Argentero) show Liz how to embrace life through cuisine. The girls even nip away to Naples for a pizza sequence! Her Roman lesson: Don’t be afraid to attack life.

        In an unnamed Indian ashram, Richard Jenkins plays a Texan who struggles to forgive himself for his alcoholic past. He mocks and kids Liz to cajole her to do likewise. Then a young girl (Rushita Singh), who dreads her arranged marriage, reminds Liz of her own unarranged marriage and its failure. Her Indian lesson: God dwells within me.

        In Bali, two healers (Indonesian screen legend Christine Hakim and newcomer Hadi Subiyanto) provide Liz with medicine for her ailing soul. Her Bali lesson: If you’re a good girl, you may get Javier Bardem.

        As Liz literally sails off into a sunset, you imagine that last lesson will be the one that sticks.

        There is an undeniable attractiveness to all this, however doubtful the self-realization lessons may be. One can imagine whiling away pleasant hours watching this movie again as a late-night DVD or in-flight movie. The charms of each location and the vigor of the film’s supporting players cast a romantic glow. No, travel — and certainly self-realization — is never quite like this with Robert Richardson’s iridescent landscapes and loving portraits of colorful bystanders, the brilliant, exotic sets and costumes by Bill Groom and Michael Dennison and nicely unhurried pace of Bradley Buecker’s editing. But it should be.

Review: “EAT PRAY LOVE”

12 May

New York Times Book Review :

“If a more likable writer than Gilbert is currently in print, I haven’t found him or her. … Gilbert’s prose is fueled by a mix of intelligence, wit and colloquial exuberance that is close to irresistible, and makes the reader only too glad to join the posse of friends and devotees who have the pleasure of listening in.” by Jennifer Egan

Time Magazine :

“An engaging, intelligent and entertaining memoir…her account of her time in India is beautiful and honest and free of patchouli-scented obscurities.” by Lev Grossman

Los Angeles Times :

“Gilbert’s journey is full of mystical dreams, visions and uncanny coincidences…Yet for every ounce of self-absorption her classical New-Age journey demands, Gilbert is ready with an equal measure of intelligence, humor and self-deprecation…Gilbert’s wry, unfettered account of her extraordinary journey makes even the most cynical reader dare to dream of someday finding God deep within a meditation cave in India, or perhaps over a transcendent slice of pizza.” by Erika Schickel

Seattle Post – Intelligencer :

“This is an intriguing and substantive journey recounted with verve, humor and insight. Others have preceded Gilbert in writing this sort of memoir, but few indeed have done it better.”  by John Marshall

Rocky Mountain News :

“Fine, sometimes startling…Gilbert doesn’t wear spirituality like a fresh frock she hopes will make her pretty, but nurtures the spiritual seed within herself to find the beauty and love in everything.” by Sarah Peasley

Entertainment Weekly :

Gilbert (of The Last American Man) grafts the structure of romantic fiction upon the inquiries of reporting in this sprawling yet methodical travelogue of soul-searching and self-discovery. Plagued with despair after a nasty divorce, the author, in her early 30s, divides a year equally among three dissimilar countries, exploring her competing urges for earthly delights and divine transcendence. First, pleasure: savoring Italy’s buffet of delights — the world’s best pizza, free-flowing wine and dashing conversation partners — Gilbert consumes la dolce vita as spiritual succor. ‘I came to Italy pinched and thin,’ she writes, but soon fills out in waist and soul. Then, prayer and ascetic rigor: seeking communion with the divine at a sacred ashram in India, Gilbert emulates the ways of yogis in grueling hours of meditation, struggling to still her churning mind. Finally, a balancing act in Bali, where Gilbert tries for equipoise ‘betwixt and between’ realms, studies with a merry medicine man and plunges into a charged love affair. Sustaining a chatty, conspiratorial tone, Gilbert fully engages readers in the year’s cultural and emotional tapestry — conveying rapture with infectious brio, recalling anguish with touching candor — as she details her exotic tableau with history, anecdote and impression.” Publishers Weekly (Starred Review) (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.)

Library Journal.com :

A Starred Review.  “A probing, thoughtful title with a free and easy style, this work seamlessly blends history and travel for a very enjoyable read. Highly recommended.”  by Jo-Anne Mary Benson

Booklist :

A Starred Review.  “Gilbert, author of The Last American Man (2002) and a well-traveled I’ll-try-anything-once journalist, chronicles her intrepid quest for spiritual healing. Driven to despair by a punishing divorce and an anguished love affair, Gilbert flees New York for sojourns in the three Is. She goes to Italy to learn the language and revel in the cuisine, India to meditate in an ashram, and Indonesia to reconnect with a healer in Bali. This itinerary may sound self-indulgent or fey, but there is never a whiny or pious or dull moment because Gilbert is irreverent, hilarious, zestful, courageous, intelligent, and in masterful command of her sparkling prose. A captivating storyteller with a gift for enlivening metaphors, Gilbert is Anne Lamott’s hip, yoga-practicing, footloose younger sister, and readers will laugh and cry as she recounts her nervy and outlandish experiences and profiles the extraordinary people she meets. As Gilbert switches from gelato to kundalini Shakti to herbal cures Balinese-style, she ponders the many paths to divinity, the true nature of happiness, and the boon of good-hearted, sexy love. Gilbert’s sensuous and audacious spiritual odyssey is as deeply pleasurable as it is enlightening.” by Donna Seaman

Alan Richman’s take on “Eat, Pray, Love” :

“Spilling out of this funny (and profound) circus car of a book are dozens of mesmerizing characters, people you’ll envy Liz Gilbert for finding, valuing, loving and, I couldn’t help noticing, joining for irresistible meals. I’ve never read an adventure quite like one, where a writer packs up her entire life and takes it on the road.” — Alan Richman.

Anne Lamott on “Eat, Pray, Love” :

“This is a wonderful book, brilliant and personal, rich in spiritual insight, filled with sorrow and a great sense of humor. Elizabeth Gilbert is everything you would love in a tour guide, of magical places she has traveled to both deep inside and across the oceans: she’s wise, jaunty, human, ethereal, hilarious, heartbreaking, and God, does she pay great attention to the things that really matter.” — Anne Lamott

Jack Kornfield says about “Eat, Pray, Love” :

“Elizabeth Gilbert takes us on pilgrimage, with the humor, insight and charm that only come with honest self-revelation and good writing.” — Jack Kornfield


You Got Me – Colbie Caillat

11 May

You’re stuck on me
and my laughing eyes
I can’t pretend though
I try to hide, I like you
I like you.

I think I felt my heart skip a beat
I’m standing here and I can hardly breathe, you got me, yeah
You got me.

The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours
it knocks me off my feet

Oh, I just can’t get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
It’s everything that I’ve been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let’s begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

I can’t imagine what it’d be like
Livin each day in this life, without you.
Without you.

One look from you I know you understand
This mess we’re in
you know is just so out of hand.

Oh, I just can’t get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
It’s everything that I’ve been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let’s begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

I hope we always feel this way
I know we will
and in my heart I know that
you’ll always stay

Oh, I just can’t get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let’s begin.
Cause no matter what I do
Oh, I just can’t get enough
Find my stoup I need to fill me up
It feels so good it musIt’s everything that I’ve been dreaming of.t be love
I give up. I give in. I let go. Let’s begin.
Cause no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.

Oh (oh)
You got me. You got me.
Oh (oh)
You got me. You got me.

 video : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-1ygqblMWQ

Dosa Orang Dewasa

10 May

Global Youth Tobacco Survey atau GYTS Indonesia menyebutkan :

24,5 persen remaja laki-laki Indonesia adalah perokok.

(Kompas, 9/11/2007)

        Situasi ini sungguh memprihatinkan, apalagi merokok merupakan pintu ke arah perilaku yang lebih berisiko, termasuk penyalahgunaan narkoba. Namun, yang menjadi pertanyaan sekarang adalah apakah kita sudah memberi solusi yang efektif?

        Salah satu pendekatan yang umum ditawarkan untuk mencegah remaja mulai merokok atau menjadi pencandu serius adalah melalui komunikasi publik, seperti melalui penyebaran pesan-pesan tentang bahaya merokok atau kegiatan-kegiatan penyuluhan di sekolah. Pendekatan yang sifatnya lebih enforcement atau penerapan peraturan yang disertai sanksi sejauh ini menghadapi banyak kendala, di antaranya adalah kapasitas dan integritas sekolah untuk mengawasi seluruh gerak-gerik siswa dan tidak adanya panutan dari kelompok guru. Seperti diketahui luas, guru perokok bukanlah hal yang aneh di sekolah. Padahal, seperti kata pepatah lama, guru kencing berdiri, murid kencing berlari.

        Sementara, di lingkungan luar sekolah kita juga menyaksikan implementasi peraturan yang (sudah diprediksikan) mandul, seperti Peraturan Pemerintah Nomor 19 Tahun 2003 tentang Pengamanan Rokok bagi Kesehatan dan yang lebih baru, Perda DKI Jakarta No 2/2005 tentang Pengendalian Pencemaran Udara. Meski peraturan yang disebut terakhir berisi sanksi yang tegas, kenyataannya masih banyak ditemui warga yang dengan santai merokok di kendaraan umum atau tempat-tempat umum lainnya tanpa khawatir akan sangsi sampai Rp 50 juta seperti tertulis dalam perda.

Ego orang dewasa
Komunikasi publik kemudian menjadi andalan perubahan perilaku remaja, tetapi pendekatan itu rasanya belum banyak membuahkan hasil. Secara jujur harus diakui bahwa penyebab utama ketidakberhasilan komunikasi publik adalah justru paradigma kelompok orang dewasa sendiri yang cenderung egosentris dan menempatkan remaja sebagai obyek atau bahkan pesakitan.

        Remaja selalu dianggap sebagai obyek yang dianggap tidak tahu atau tidak sadar akan bahaya rokok. Karena itu, mereka dipandang sebagai “khalayak yang perlu diberi tahu”. Di lain pihak, para penggiat kampanye antirokok, orang dewasa, diposisikan lebih tinggi, yakni sebagai mereka yang lebih tahu, ahli, berpengalaman, dan lain-lain. Padahal, para remaja perokok mungkin jauh lebih tahu tentang bahaya merokok daripada yang diperkirakan. Bukankah mereka lebih sering membaca peringatan pemerintah tentang bahaya merokok? Diungkap dalam buku Erica Weinstraub Austin berjudul Reaching Young Audiences (1995), kesalahan umum dalam desain kampanye (bagi kelompok remaja) adalah mengasumsikan bahwa dengan mengangkat sebuah perilaku sebagai suatu yang buruk atau tidak sehat (di dalam pesan-pesan kampanye), maka remaja akan menolak perilaku itu.

        Tipikal pesan kampanye antirokok adalah merokok merupakan perilaku yang sangat berbahaya bagi kesehatan karena itu jangan merokok. Dipaparkan bahwa merokok dapat menyebabkan impotensi, gangguan kehamilan, kanker, dan lain-lain. Namun, para remaja, seperti halnya orang dewasa, tentu tidak selalu memaknainya sesuai pesan yang tertulis.Ketika para ahli kesehatan memandang merokok sebagai perilaku yang merusak kesehatan, banyak remaja (dengan bantuan komunikasi komersial industri rokok) mengartikannya secara positif, sebagai citra kekuatan, perilaku risk-taking yang jantan, dan sebagainya.

        Mengutip McGuire (1989), dalam konteks remaja kita gagal mengenali sebagian daya tarik perilaku (buruk) yang justru bisa terletak pada “pelarangannya”.
Paradigma yang egosentris itu sebetulnya bersumber dari ketidakmauan dan atau ketidakmampuan orang dewasa mendengarkan suara remaja dan menganggap diri mereka lebih hebat. Nilai semacam ini sebetulnya banyak dijumpai dalam komunikasi kesehatan di medical era yang di banyak negara sudah ditinggalkan satu generasi lalu (Strategic Planning for Participatory Social and Behavior Change Communication in Public Health, JHU-CCP 2007). Model komunikasi yang diandalkan dalam medical era adalah model linear SMR (sender medium receiver) di mana perubahan perilaku dipercaya merupakan hasil niscaya dari pengiriman pesan melalui medium tertentu yang sifatnya monolog (satu arah), semisal penyebaran poster atau kegiatan-kegiatan penyuluhan.

        Beberapa dekade lalu model komunikasi perubahan perilaku berkembang menjadi lebih dialogis (field-era) di mana umpan balik khalayak dipercaya sebagai komponen penting untuk mengembangkan program yang efektif. Di sini, khalayak tidak lagi dianggap sebagai sasaran seperti benda mati yang tinggal ditembak oleh peluru ajaib. Khalayak menjadi lebih sebagai responden yang perlu diketahui dan diakomodasi reaksinya.

Partisipasi remaja
Namun, pengalaman implementasi program-program komunikasi akhirnya menyimpulkan bahwa dialog saja tidak cukup. Di dekade terakhir, model komunikasi yang terlihat membawa hasil yang lebih berkelanjutan adalah model yang lebih strategik-partisipatif. Tidak ada lagi batas yang tegas antara khalayak dengan pemrogram. Yang dipentingkan adalah kolaborasi yang egaliter. Duduk sama rendah, berdiri sama tinggi. Di sini, remaja menjadi warga yang memiliki posisi yang sama dengan orang dewasa penggiat antirokok. Mereka bersuara, mendapat hak untuk bersama-sama berpikir, bergerak mencegah ataupun mengubah perilaku merokok, dan juga menilai hasilnya.

        Memahami suara remaja akan menghasilkan program dengan pendekatan yang berbeda. Contoh yang klasik dalam kampanye antirokok adalah Program Truth yang difasilitasi oleh The American Legacy Foundation (Sly, Heald & Ray 2001 di dalam Panduan Lapangan Merancang Strategi Komunikasi Kesehatan, JHU/CCP 2003). Alih-alih mengeksploitasi dampak rokok terhadap kesehatan remaja, Program Truth menguatkan identitas remaja sebagai pemberontak, pengambil risiko, atau orang yang mandiri yang tengah berkembang dalam diri remaja.

        Dalam kampanye Truth, perusahaan tembakau dikuliti dan diperlihatkan sebagai penjahat yang menjual produk yang mereka sendiri sudah tahu bahayanya. Dengan mengungkap “kebenaran” tentang perusahaan rokok, kampanye memberi alasan yang kuat bagi orang muda yang tengah memiliki hasrat memberontak yang kuat untuk melakukan pemberontakan terhadap perusahaan rokok raksasa yang berusaha keras mencelakakan mereka.

       Sly, Heald dan Ray (2001) melaporkan bahwa pendekatan Truth membawa hasil yang cukup menggembirakan. Negara Bagian Florida melaporkan bahwa kampanye ini menghasilkan angka kesadaran yang tinggi, perubahan signifikan dalam sikap atau kepercayaan dan menurunkan angka merokok di kalangan remaja.

        Perubahan positif semacam itu tentu dibutuhkan Indonesia. Namun, kita harus mengembangkan sendiri program terbaik untuk menanggulangi masalah remaja dan merokok.

(Risang Rimbatmaja Volunter di Koalisi untuk Indonesia Sehat dan Forum Komunikasi Gizi dan Kesehatan)

Merokok jelas merusak Kesehatan, bukan Polusi Udara

10 May

Di Indonesia larangan merokok di tempat publik masih memihak industri rokok, dengan dikaburkan ke ‘polusi udara’.

Di Belanda tegas: merokok merusak kesehatan, karena itu bukan perokok harus dilindungi.

Konsideran penting dari larangan merokok di Belanda, yang dituangkan dalam Tabakswet (UU Tembakau) adalah tegas: demi melindungi rakyat dari penyakit jantung dan pembuluh darah, kanker, dan puluhan jenis penyakit kronis lainnya seperti COPD atau chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (penyakit paru kronis obstruktif).

Tidak ada pengaburan dengan polusi udara. Pesan Undang-undang jelas dan tegas bahwa merokok merusak kesehatan. Pada konsideran berikutnya baru disebutkan bahwa UU tersebut bertujuan untuk mengurangi jumlah perokok dan membatasi gangguan yang disebabkan oleh asap rokok. Baik merokok aktif maupun merokok pasif itu sangat merusak kesehatan, terutama anak-anak dan wanita hamil jika mereka terpapar asap rokok (merokok pasif, alias ikut menghirup asap rokok yang disemburkan oleh orang lain yang merokok).

Pertumbuhan bayi dalam kandungan terbukti terganggu akibat asap rokok, antara lain ditunjukkan dengan berat badan bayi yang ringan saat kelahiran. Sedangkan pada anak-anak, asap rokok dapat menyebabkan gangguan pertumbuhan dan penyakit kronis pada saluran nafas. Selain itu anak-anak yang terpapar asap rokok perlahan-lahan dapat ketagihan, yang kelak dapat menyebabkan mereka ikut menjadi perokok. Bagi industri rokok, situasi seperti itu jelas menjadi jaminan pasar abadi.

Di Belanda, anak-anak yang pada usia ABG tergelincir mulai merokok 75% dari mereka menjadi kecanduan. Pada 2003 tercatat 9.000 perokok terkena kanker paru-paru.

Tabakswet mulai diundangkan pada 1990. Iklan rokok dan sponsor dalam bentuk dan kedok apapun, termasuk kedok olahraga dan musik, dilarang. UU ini terus diperluas dan dipertegas (2002, 2003, 2004).

Mulai 1 Januari 2004 Belanda sudah memberlakukan larangan merokok di tempat publik kecuali horeca (hotel, restoran, cafe). Setelah dipandang cukup siap, mulai 1 Juli 2008 berlaku pelarangan total merokok di semua ruang publik, termasuk horeca. Perang politik melawan rokok ini juga didasari riset yang menunjukkan bahwa kompensasi ekonomi atas biaya kesehatan rakyat akibat merokok ternyata jauh lebih besar dari pendapatan cukai dan pajak rokok.

!!!!__!!!!

6 May

REMEMBER THIS DAY !!!

JUST REMEMBER THIS TIME !!!

and it’s about two days after this day !!!

KEEP YOUR SPIRIT, GIRL !!!

Protected: His Secret Admirer

5 May

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about them

4 May

When you’ve get a family like mine,

You surely would not mind.

They would cheer you on at any game,

All the way until you walk through the hall of fame.

They make you feel better when you are blue,

And whisper in your ear “I love you“.

They would teach you something new everyday,

And help you find success in everyway.

They attend to your everyday needs,

Whether it is buying pencils or beads.

They make sure you are comfortable where you are,

Whether you are in a house or a car.

They would not let obtacles keep you down,

And create a smile from your frown.

They teach you wrong from right,

And encourage you to keep your dreams in sight.

They wipe your tears away when you are sad,

And calm you down when you get mad.

Thank you family for all that you do,

I don’t know where I would be if it weren’t for you.

Shall I compare you?

4 May

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest;

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

William Shakespeare.

me. miss my old friend.

1 May

today, my mood went from the highest point into the lowest ones. I don’t know why. but I hate it. I hate the feeling of being disturb like this. actually, there is nothing to be regret for. but.. it disturbs me. really. I’m afraid of facing the fact that I’m getting a little bored with this stuff. it feels more like a routine. not a kind of situation I want to be happened. I know, this one wasn’t my expertise. eventhough, I think, there is nothing to lose if I tried. no matter how’s the ending would be.

many things always happen just like what I supposed it to be happened. but you know, it has its own limit. just same as life, sometimes up sometimes down. people called it a fate. no one can change it. huft.. talking about fate. make me want to do many stupid things. again.

formerly, a chat with my bffs, talking about a lot of stuff, doing many stupid but funny things, was my own pleasure. with them, I talked about everything. yup, that means no secret. no lie. nothing to be ashamed for. they are really close to me. just like my mother, in different way. but, it was a long long long time ago. my life has changed into something I never expect I would be there. it was a joy. but only in the first time. about the end? I don’t know. still can’t be describe. and abstract. just like my today’s condition.

situation like this was unsolved ones. at least, I’ve tried anything I know. but all of those was useless. then.. back to Leaving on a Jet Plane by Chantal Kreviazuk.. and I’m ready to leave..