Thursday, August 29, 2013

The Last To Fall In Love

I can't stop reading Thought Catalog and the endless articles there. I had this and that thing this morning, and I stumbled upon this article during lunch break. Well, I just need to know that someone out there in this freakin huge universe and galaxy and beyond to relate to. I, indeed, am not alone.

When you are the last one to fall in love, don’t take advice from anyone. Don’t listen to the self-help books or the advice your newly engaged roommate just gave you. Everyone falls in love different and experiences the phases of a relationship at different times. You are going to feel hopeless at times, thinking that you never will find that one person who adores the unfunny jokes you tell or the awkward dimple on your upper left cheek. Love is not timed or monitored. When it comes, it comes, and one day you will be eternally grateful you waited for this time in your life to come rather than check off a list of things people told you to start doing. The strongest moments will arise after a chapter of doing absolutely nothing but getting to know and listen to your own self.

Read the rest of the article here.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Saturday Finds

  1. Billy Joel's For The Longest Time
    Thanks to Carter Bays and Craig Thomas to have the episode where Ted and Barney and future Teds and future Barneys for sing this song. Found this link while blog hopping this morning. I could see myself doing multiple tracks for this song, but what the heck, enjoy Billy Joel for a while.

    Favorite line by far:
    I forgot how nice romance is
    I haven't been there for the longest time


  2. 15 Important Truths That Will Change How You Think About Introverts from Thought Catalog
    Read it away, an excerpt goes like this "we want you to get to know us. We need a little help with that". I could quote a lot of stuffs that relate, but that would mean I am quoting the whole article, wouldn't it? Well yeah, it pretty much sums up my life and state of being.

  3. This pretty thing.
    Got work and play altogether, y'all!




Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Balancing Words

If keyboard helps to tell you things, all that is written is all they could tell, well probably with some cryptic things that you have to read between the lines. Most of all, they hide the fingers that runs the keyboard, or in previous time, the ink and the pen. All the courage, rage, passion, and feelings addressed in the writing itself is somehow hidden, just like the face. Up to one point, my friend called our generation, "the keyboard generation". We don't talk, we type. 

I'm not trying to say that writing something to express yourself is such a bad or coward thing to do. The point I am trying to make is that, since you can hide pretty much safely behind the words -or the keyboard that is-, there's also a whole lot more of you that wasn't being expressed. Well if you want to say thank you to emoticons and stickers on instant messaging platforms, big thanks. Though, you would never do those silly faces or expression, aren't you? 

Expressing yourself in real-life waking moments is already hard enough, that when a wrong word slips out of your mouth, then BOOM! A fight begins or a heart break damage. Saying one of the sweet-sweet-magic word, then BOOM! You just swoon somebody of their feet. Sometimes, you just simply didn't meant what you say. Sometimes, it's just so hard to come across the right way you wanted. 

As I grew, I learned that I am not much of a talker. I hide perfectly behind words. I can give a little more time to what I am about to say when I am behind the keyboard. We can type, and if there's doubt, we just simply hit backspace and delete and retype and so on. Since nowadays we often communicate a lot with words and writings, I get very comfortable talking through all those instant messaging services, you name it. Until one of my close friend at that time living just across this country break this habit out of me. Because then, one day, the phone rang.

"Hello"

It was a turnover. Instead of talking through texts, we actually talk. It was very-very weird at first. I don't like it. It felt awkward. But then I guess, I played along. Much effort that this person takes to talk to me. Change mustn't be that bad. There must be fruit out of everything.

As time goes by, I learned that it's not that I am not much of a talker, it's just I don't feel comfortable talking and saying what I actually feel -obviously in this world of superiority of the extrovert ideals- out loud. Even worse, just trying to talk it out, it was scary. Things that I learned from this experience is that giving a voice to the words is merely just the first step. Two, the "editorial" part in having a conversation is a much more skill to grind. Three, honesty behind the words, also another important thing to work on. Both needs a balance, the words being written to someone and actually talking it out. Words, some are meant to be kept, and some are meant to be said.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Skies

Have I ever mentioned how much I adore the sky? 

I get the chance to go to the grandparents house by plane this year's Idul Fitri. Got the almost sunset flight from Jakarta, and the sky is insanely pretty. I have seen pretty sunsets from the land, but oh boy, they are even prettier from the sky itself. 
I remember on of my friend work as a PR for an airline here. He's been posting sunsets and sunrises and skies and adorable picture of the skies, and I envy the chances he got. Imagine being a pilot, looking right straight to it?! Aw mann.. 

Thankful enough to have a glimpse of these. 

PS: Going back by train, let's see what I can get