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4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 15,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 3 Film Festivals
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start contract with this media. suddenly journalism all over again. learn that so many things to learn. made new friends with “perjuangan” label on it. almost leave but didnt have the courage to leave.
long distance relationship again and again. boyfriend moved to makassar. i’m staying. too many wonderful things between us, yet disapointment, fights, and almost-breaking up never stop haunted us.
my brother got married. I introduced the wife to him last year, remember? they got pregnant two months ago. I’m soon to be a “bou”.
daddy’s got better after my brother got married. but God loved him so much He ended his pain. daddy went to heaven. I have this huge hole inside my heart somehow.
faith level is decreasing. absolutely my faults. God keep saying He’s not done with me. and here I am.
Sebetulnya, kurang komprehensif kalau saya menulis artikel ini, karena saya cuma merasakan bagaimana jadi lajang. Saya tidak tahu rasanya menikah sampai sekarang. Tapi, ada satu artikel yang menarik hati dan logika saya. Kalau mau baca lengkapnya di sini. Dan saya berharap, saya masih berpikiran yang sama dengan penulis artikel itu ketika saya menikah nanti. (JANGAN TANYA KAPAN! Hahahaa)
Jadi, dari artikel itu saya menemukan istilah baru. Smug married people. Ouch. Seem like some people I know. Iya, menurut saya, ada beberapa orang yang begitu bangganya menikah sehingga mereka merasa mereka lebih hebat dan lebih bahagia daripada para lajang. To be happy is something and to brag about it is another thing. Padahal, argumen mereka cuma satu: sudah menikah. *terdengar teriakan SOWHATGITULOH dari kejauhan*
Married vs Single
Baca lebih lanjut
…is me. Yeah. I’m in mourning period. This is because two of my office mates are gonna leave the country for taking their master degree. And two of my ‘sisters’ are gonna leave kosan. One is because she’s getting married. And another one is because she has to work in Kalimantan.
People always leave
Oh gosh, this is so sad. I’m still wondering, why am I the one who being left? Why the people I love and I like so much has to leave me? Is this some kind of curse or what? Because honestly I dont really make good friends in Jakarta. Most of my best friends live outside Jakarta. Hell, my boyfriend left for Makassar. And now those who are still live here have to go? Me hates it.
And then the good Lord tell me this (via Henri Nouwen):
Every time we make the decision to love someone, we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we most love cause us not only great joy but also great pain. The greatest pain comes from leaving. When the child leaves home, when the husband or wife leaves for a long period of time or for good, when the beloved friend departs to another country or dies … the pain of the leaving can tear us apart.
Still, if we want to avoid the suffering of leaving, we will never experience the joy of loving. And love is stronger than fear, life stronger than death, hope stronger than despair. We have to trust that the risk of loving is always worth taking.
Guess I have to remind myself many times, that loving (someone) means hurting (myself).