Happy New Year 2012!
Thanks for memories, I'm so thankful for being very blessing in this 2011. And now, in the edge of the year. I'm planning how I would be in 2012 and waiting for another awesome days. Even in new year's eve I don't goin somewhere to celebrate, I feel enough with greatest family around me *hugs*.
2011 is more than enough for me, like from a dot becomes the line. The lessons that so touchy for me are, "never regret what you've got" and "don't say stop until you reach the highest sky". Tonight, I feel really miss my dad. I don't even know, for how many years I can't celebrate my new year's eve with him, with Widia Family (what my family called). My dad has been going abroad for many years, to do his duty as father. Ya, for once two months I meet with him. Just wish the best for him and family in 2012.
Thanks for everything ya Allah. Keep bless us, safe us, and give the best way for us. Amin.
Happy new year everyone, wish you all a very new year (:
Hey!
- Marsha
- Hi! I'm Marsha who have many dreams and I'm a people who really enjoy with my life. Just show ur greatest smile to the world. Keep reading and enjoy it :D
Another One
December 31, 2011
December 21, 2011
Duty
I had undergo the regeneration for 6 months in my school. They're quite tedious, good enough though. Tide emotion, feel like molested with those 'thingy', overwhelmed. When I walked on, my mind just said 'escape from this hell place'. I just want to being that position, no more. My passion really does on that way. But, God said another way. I cried more than 5 times just because I have to face the way that I don't want and I mad at myself, indeed. After some process I lead. And with many peoples around me, I force my self to thing that I can fix it.
And now, I'm being Ketua Pengurus OSIS XLVII at SMAN 8 Jakarta.
I don't know what I would say, smile and tears come together. But, I proud with my self and I'm ready for it.
With senior (without coat), and Ardhi (KaPK as partner)
And this is Pengurus OSIS XLVII, butty and partner for a year ahead (:
And now, I'm being Ketua Pengurus OSIS XLVII at SMAN 8 Jakarta.
I don't know what I would say, smile and tears come together. But, I proud with my self and I'm ready for it.
With senior (without coat), and Ardhi (KaPK as partner)
And this is Pengurus OSIS XLVII, butty and partner for a year ahead (:Wish us tons of lucks! And never regret what God plans is, note it!
Sincerely,
Marsha WR
Sincerely,
Marsha WR
October 08, 2011
Grace of Steve Jobs
I just read about Steve Jobs speech in one of fashion blogger, Diana Rikasari. Read and let his innovation alive again
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.
Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005
I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Photo by Diana Walker, taken from here
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
Photo by Diana Walker, taken from here
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.
Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005
October 07, 2011
No Where
I'm tired of being tired. Sentence that describes how I feel lately. No where to go means I don't even know want to talk with. It broken by the time. There is a thing behind something, as always. I just don't know what I want to say, where I want to talk, how I want to decide, who I can believe, when I will know, and why it comes. I like hearing about that, seeing the situation, talking about that. However it changes with one sentence.
Got 'a fun thing' is just thanks. I'm so agree with "You couldn't just in that position". Up and down, right and wrong, glad and sad. Those are what we called life is. Am I too exaggerating? Everyone have their own problem, and I'm sure they feel like this one too, sometimes. I just don't care anymore about what's going on out there for awhile, only for awhile. And one more, being professional is tough right? Ya, we will learn it. Learning is never end guys. There always one thing that can makes us back.
Life is must go on..either good or bad. Poker face always a liar, even it needs to our life. Good luck everyone!
Got 'a fun thing' is just thanks. I'm so agree with "You couldn't just in that position". Up and down, right and wrong, glad and sad. Those are what we called life is. Am I too exaggerating? Everyone have their own problem, and I'm sure they feel like this one too, sometimes. I just don't care anymore about what's going on out there for awhile, only for awhile. And one more, being professional is tough right? Ya, we will learn it. Learning is never end guys. There always one thing that can makes us back.
Life is must go on..either good or bad. Poker face always a liar, even it needs to our life. Good luck everyone!
June 20, 2011
People Think
HI! I was being an anti-social person since in high school.. But I dont even feel regret because of it, moreover I've got many 'lesson of the day'.
Recently, gue mengalami suatu kejadian yang membuat gue got surprise and moved. I cant explain fully. Disana, dimana gue menemukan seseorang yang nasibnya sama kayak gue. Actually it isn't 'fate', tapi hal yang dialami, jalan yang dipilih and what we feel are same. Since of that, gue jadi lebih merhatiin karakteristik orang. Gue deket dengan beberapa orang. Indri, she's super-best-friend. Susah seneng gue, gue dan dia rasakan bersama, walaupun sekarang jarang bareng T_T. Nabila, gue baru saja menemukan sebuah anak ini di SMA. Dan dia orang yang super mirip dengan gue, bukan berarti fate or point of view. Gue dan dia lebih ke karakteristik yang sama. Gue bisa menjadi super autis kalo bareng dia. Windy, ini anak lele kadang asik kadang super nyebelin. Berhubung gue dan dia samasama bisa ngerti pemikiran jadi agak gampang untuk nyambungin beberapa topik obrolan. Tapi ini anak batunya juga super, dan parahnya ini anak agak 'voracious'. Sebenernya banyak manusianya. Tapi mereka itu orang yang deket dengan perbedaan kedekatannya (?) cerna aja deh maksudnya apa.
AND I ADMIT, NOT A FAUX. I proud with ART.
Mungkin hanya di SMA gue yang ada subseksi2-nya. That's like little organization. Subseksi dibawah naungan OSIS. On January, I decided to join Subseksi Kesenian. Semenjak gue bergabung dengan ART, kenal berbagai macam tipe manusia dan kebiasaan anehnya. Hal yang berharga gue dapet disini adalah bagaimana gue mengerti pemikiran orang. Memang, tidak dengan berbicara sekilas bisa ngerti pemikirannya. Butuh beberapa waktu untuk ngerti. Dan disitu gue merasa lebih toleransi sama orang lain. Bisa ngurangin ego yang mampu mengalahkan segalanya. Dengan pelajaran itu, gue jadi engga lagi memaksakan pendapat gue karna semua orang punya pemikiran yang berbeda dan dengan ngerti satu sama lain, can make something big and cool. Art 46 (angkatan gue) terdiri dari 71 macam manusia. Gue memang belum mampu mengerti semua pemikiran mereka. Tapi gue ngerasa kami udah bisa saling ngerti satu sama lain. It doesnt mean we are family, gue mengaggap family itu bullshit. Karena keluarga gabisa dijelasin, itu bakal kerasa sendiri. Dan gue lebih pro dengan toleransi. Dengan itu bisa kerja dengan professional. Secara gak langsung, sense-of-belong will grow in us. Gue merasa, ini cool banget. Banyak banget hal yang gue dapat disini. I feel fun with them.
Kalo mau bicara tentang art banyak, gue bakal post tentang itu. Only about it, tapi nantii :p
Thanks God, I found special peoples that can understand each other.
And as we know, holiday comes fasterrr!
HAVE A COOL HOLIDAY EVERYONE, keep smiling and enjoy our life :))
Recently, gue mengalami suatu kejadian yang membuat gue got surprise and moved. I cant explain fully. Disana, dimana gue menemukan seseorang yang nasibnya sama kayak gue. Actually it isn't 'fate', tapi hal yang dialami, jalan yang dipilih and what we feel are same. Since of that, gue jadi lebih merhatiin karakteristik orang. Gue deket dengan beberapa orang. Indri, she's super-best-friend. Susah seneng gue, gue dan dia rasakan bersama, walaupun sekarang jarang bareng T_T. Nabila, gue baru saja menemukan sebuah anak ini di SMA. Dan dia orang yang super mirip dengan gue, bukan berarti fate or point of view. Gue dan dia lebih ke karakteristik yang sama. Gue bisa menjadi super autis kalo bareng dia. Windy, ini anak lele kadang asik kadang super nyebelin. Berhubung gue dan dia samasama bisa ngerti pemikiran jadi agak gampang untuk nyambungin beberapa topik obrolan. Tapi ini anak batunya juga super, dan parahnya ini anak agak 'voracious'. Sebenernya banyak manusianya. Tapi mereka itu orang yang deket dengan perbedaan kedekatannya (?) cerna aja deh maksudnya apa.
AND I ADMIT, NOT A FAUX. I proud with ART.
Mungkin hanya di SMA gue yang ada subseksi2-nya. That's like little organization. Subseksi dibawah naungan OSIS. On January, I decided to join Subseksi Kesenian. Semenjak gue bergabung dengan ART, kenal berbagai macam tipe manusia dan kebiasaan anehnya. Hal yang berharga gue dapet disini adalah bagaimana gue mengerti pemikiran orang. Memang, tidak dengan berbicara sekilas bisa ngerti pemikirannya. Butuh beberapa waktu untuk ngerti. Dan disitu gue merasa lebih toleransi sama orang lain. Bisa ngurangin ego yang mampu mengalahkan segalanya. Dengan pelajaran itu, gue jadi engga lagi memaksakan pendapat gue karna semua orang punya pemikiran yang berbeda dan dengan ngerti satu sama lain, can make something big and cool. Art 46 (angkatan gue) terdiri dari 71 macam manusia. Gue memang belum mampu mengerti semua pemikiran mereka. Tapi gue ngerasa kami udah bisa saling ngerti satu sama lain. It doesnt mean we are family, gue mengaggap family itu bullshit. Karena keluarga gabisa dijelasin, itu bakal kerasa sendiri. Dan gue lebih pro dengan toleransi. Dengan itu bisa kerja dengan professional. Secara gak langsung, sense-of-belong will grow in us. Gue merasa, ini cool banget. Banyak banget hal yang gue dapat disini. I feel fun with them.
Kalo mau bicara tentang art banyak, gue bakal post tentang itu. Only about it, tapi nantii :p
Thanks God, I found special peoples that can understand each other.
And as we know, holiday comes fasterrr!
HAVE A COOL HOLIDAY EVERYONE, keep smiling and enjoy our life :))
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