Monday, June 25, 2012

Don't do it if you don't want to

This is what I learned from the first day of summer class : don't do things you don't want.
Why? Because it all would gone wrong and you'll not be able to enjoy every second of it. Especially when we talk about school. School is fun the more often you take classes, the faster you graduate and continue your next education level.
But, if you do it cause someone said so, you will not feel comfortable on doing it no matter what.
Not to poison your mind, but just don't do it. It is better to do what you like/want first, than do the rest after.
If you want to have some vacation before start another session of school, do it. Don't give up your vacation plan for school if you don't feel like studying.

It happened to me just today. It might because I was sleepless, but it can also because my trip was cancelled. I couldn't concentrate in class and I learned nothing from that class today. Buy I might learn something from that class another day in this summer session.

Having a positive thought is the only way you have left, when you are in this kind of condition. Tell yourself that you can do it, and you're gonna be okay with what you are doing. Don't tell yourself that you can't. Because it would affect your daily performance in the school. You would hardly concentrate and lost your will to go to school each and everyday.

Canceling vacation trip is suck. But failing in class because you don't want to be in that class is a lot worse than any other thing.
You have to spend another hundred bucks to redo the same class and you wasted your time on doing the same thing when other people are doing things ahead from you.
Just go with what's in front of you now, or simply just don't do it since the beginning.
Yes, regret comes late often.

Friday, June 15, 2012


Well, this is awkward for some how. One same thing just happened in my life here.
I met a guy, I fell in love with him, I spent almost 2 months hanging out with him, and now my feeling is kinda strong for him, aaanndddd now he has to leave New York. How sad is that?
I have been in this situation. But I was the one who left that person, and now I'm being left by another person. I feel like karma is beside me and it's hugging me right now.
Although we're still in the same country, but the main point is the same with my previous case. We got separated by distance. Even it's only 4.5 hours, but still...
I always wonder why God let this happened to me for the second time.
The first time I experienced this, I was crumbling and was so weak. I tried to wait, but the one who's over there gave up. I became even weaker after that.
Now this second one, I became worst than ever. One side, I hate that I'm about to be left, and the other side, I'm confuse of why this could happen AGAIN?
The point of this post is explicit among those incorrect grammar structure.
Sometimes posting my feeling in my blog is not recommended. But since I don't know to who should I talk to, so I decided to blow some steam in here.
Another good bye has to be said either Friday night or Saturday morning. And then, another hello will be said approximately 2 months from the day I posted this thing.
There is always a good bye after hello. But there is no forever good bye after a memorable hello.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Settle down

Finally I'm settling down here in New York. Why? Because I have new friends in here and they are all like my new little family.
I first met them in the Indonesian church. I though I would just knew them without knowing them a little deeper. But then, they asked me to join their youth community. After that, we became friends. Good friends.
They are all older than me, waayy older. But they understand me, who's still under age. And they care about me, just like my friends in Indonesia.
They helped me with my homework, they told me about the college courses, they invited me to their parties, and they always got me involved whenever they went out to the movies, or just having a dinner.
Since I hang out with them, I finally LAUGH! My laugh box is now filled up. And that made me happier than ever before. This caused me not wanting to go back to Indonesia even just for vacationing.
I would admit this: I am settled down, cause I have friends that I can talk to, or I can hang out with, and whom I can share my stories with.
Although I have them in here, I will not forget my friends in Indonesia.
Once a friend, always be friends.