Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Secrets

Life itself is a secret. Yes, you don't know when the time will come for you to leave the world, to live the life. We know life is not always great. Life is a circle. There are times when you feel like everything's great for you and also the times when you feel like you are the one who has the worst life.

Allah has called one of my friends, Uta. He was a very lovable person. He was the clown of the class and yes, everybody loves him. It was all of a sudden. Whatever caused his death, I believe that it's the best way Allah wanted to call him. Allah has plans. Plans for every one of us. The duration of our life is there.

I learned. And I just knew that this is Allah wanted me to do, yes, to learn from that. To find the silver lining from this big dark cloud.

Embrace life, people.

Life, at which we've been cursing everyday, can find the end of itself at any time we don't know. Life is a gift. Be grateful of it. Try and do your best every time, because you don't know when you can't do it anymore. Yes, as I always say, live life to the fullest. And be lovable to people, because when someday your time comes, they will be the ones who say their prayers to you, to wish you the best in another world, and to wish you to get a very beautiful 'seat' beside The Almighty.

And yes, Uta, I wish you all those things in my prayers. We love you, as always. We won't ever forget you :--)

Again, people; Let life be full of secrets. It's a pandora's box. Just live it to the fullest, cause you don't know when the pandora's box will be closed for ever..


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Saturday, October 10, 2009

A lesson

For me, life is not a stage. And please, don't think that it is. What's the point of acting and pretending to be something that you're not just to make people love you?? --> Pointless.


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Thursday, October 8, 2009

Why?

Perfect people don't exist. Everybody is simply imperfect. So why do people talk rubbish about other's imperfectness? I mean, do you ever think how you feel if other people talk craps about your imperfectness behind your back in the exact same way? Will you feel hurt?


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Sunday, October 4, 2009

Gunung Gede, 28-29 September 2009

Puapala (Putri-Putra Pecinta Alam Delapan)

Gue adalah salah satu anggota Puapala XXXV. And I've been telling to everyone that the best decision I've ever made is this, joining Puapala. Now, I can see the world more clearly, discover and try new things. And thanks to Puapala, for being another family of mine and for opening my eyes wider to see the world. I haven't done many things, but I'm proud of what I've done..


Dan foto2 ini adalah foto2 ttg Puapala, Puapala XXXV lebih khususnya, dan yg kebanyakan diambil di Gunung Gede, saat kita melantik Puapala XXXVI.
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Best Friends

We're best friends.. Maybe we don't have many things in common. Each of us has different characteristics and likeness. Some of us like doing sport, some of us love being active in organizations, some of us love hanging out, some are into fashion, some speak a lot and some cry a lot.

We're different human beings to each other. We have different activites, and different world. But when we gather around, we are mixed. We leave our own world as we build our new world together. We laugh together and share our story. We listen to the other's story, even if the story is about their world, which we don't actually understand. We care about each other. And yes, we are best friends..

So, I'm introducing you : My greatest lovely girls, who have always been keeping me sane..
--> Dami Nessa Utha Distie Dhini Dinda Tika Ava Anti Olvy

?you guys :--)
-Binar Sari Suryandari-

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Saturday, October 3, 2009

Random thoughts

Right at the moment, I'm at 'Perkampungan Betawi', running away from the Try Out I should be having. Seriously, I'm just not ready for anything yet, including all those exams.

We're now in early October. September has passed. And yes, I'm now 17.. We are special at every age, for me. 17 is just another special age for me. And I have to be a mature-17-year-old person, yea I really hope so..
September 19th is my birthday. My latest birthday, which is my 17th, was okay. I had great family and friends who came to my room and woke me up at 00.00.. They were all great. But when they went home, my day turned to be 'different'. Now I can say that my latest birthday was unforgettable, unforgettably pathetic and heart-breaking.

There was something I couldn't find. I hate it. It made me forget about the great surprise I'd already had. It was pathetic, and I was terribly sad and I just can't forget it. I still don't understand why it could happen.

I don't know why I'm writing this on my blog, this thoughts just randomly passed on my mind...

Goodluck for your mid test, people! Wish me luck too :--)
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