Hari Baru.

selamat malam,
seperti biasa gue selalu online di malam hari, karena hanya waktu malam otak gue jernih buat cerita.
cerita numpuk.

sekarang gue udah lulus sma, selesai semuanya. harapan gue sudah gue dapatkan, gue udah mendapatkan jurusan yang gue mau yaitu HI-UI. melalui jalur snmptn undangan. gue udah banggain ortu, keluarga, dan sekolah. hari wisuda, gue melek, nyadarin diri, bahwa 12 tahun wajib belajar gue udah selesai. seneng rasanya, tapi sedih juga. kayak ga nyangka aja ternyata gue udah menuju kedewasaan, bener2 bukan anak kecil lagi. setahun selama menjadi kelas 3, gue mabok bimbel, belajar tiap hari, setengah mati, sampe tengah malem begadang tiap hari buat belajar.

alhasil, januari gue dirawat di RS karena tipes, karena kecapekan. kenyang diomelin, gak belajar dari pengalaman, 2 hari sebelum UN gue kena DB+tipes parah. saat un, gue udh gbs buka mata, gakkuat ngerjain, tp krn tanggung jawab, gue maksain ttp un. ini semua karena seminggu sebelum un gue belajar kaya orang gila tiap hari di bimbel dari pagi sampe malem, ngejb kelas lain, ngejar2 guru, mengemis latihan soal, daaan makan gak teratur. matilah. waktu pulang un hari pertama, gue udah gakkuat, demam tinggi, dikuat2in istirahat dirumah. pulang un hari kedua, parah, udah gakbisa buka mata. akhirnya gue dilarikan ke ugd dan disitu di infus penurun panas, vitamin biar gue besoknya masih kuat un lagi. dokternya udah heran ngeliat gue semangat banget un padahal udah hancur lebur trombosit 44.000. hari terakhir un, tepatnya pelajaran ekonomi dan bahasa inggris, terburuk. gue gabisa mikir, ngantuk, sakit kepala, mata perih, dan waktu bahasa inggris gue tidur. untung dapet nilai 90... waktu ekonomi gue udah mau nangis. gabisa mikir. akhirnya gue berdoa dan ngerjain sebisanya aja dan gue yakin cuma setengah doang, sisanya pasrah. bener kan, hasilnya nilai ekonomi 64 aja. karena gue bisa, tp gue gak sanggup karena gue sakit. sampe rumah, gue diinfus lagi karena dokternya kerumah karenaa gue gakmau dirawat lagi di rs, gak nyaman banget. besoknya nyokap udah kasian bgt kali ya sama gue yang cuma bisa pasrah doang diinfus berkantong2, akhirnya gue dirawat di rs lagi. padahal hari itu temen2 gue berangkat ke anyer buat liburan setelah un. gue sebenernya sedih bgt gaikut karena kebodohan gue bisa sampe sakit. gue nyesel bgt. gue cuma berakhir dirawat 3 hari sendirian kaya orang bodoh gaada temen gue yg jenguk krn gue gamau bilang ke temen2 gue kalo gue dirawat lagi. keliatan banget kalo gue super bodoh.

setelah keluar dari rs.... gue depresi. parah. yaiyalah siapa coba yg gak stres... un sakit, ngerjainnya asal2an. kira2 aja. gue sedepresi itu, rambut rontok, kurusan, muntah2, gabisa have fun, gelap terus, negative thinking, gak tidur. Sekitar 2 minggu gue kaya mayat idup, kerjaannya cm main laptop nonton drama, ngansos tiap hari. Nyokap gak khawatir alias biasa aja krn palingan ngiranya gue gaada apa2. Akhirnya gue berusaha optimis meskipun tiap malem rasanya nyesel gabisa maksimal dalam apapun hal yang gue lakuin...

Pengumuman hasil UN. Rasanya kaya mau mati. Gue udh yakin bgt gue ga lulus, nilai jelek, bahkan gue udh siapin bgt mau bunuh diri terjun dari atap rumah kalo sampe ga lulus. Intinya, mental gue udh geser. Udah gakuat. Waktu tau pengumuman udh bocor di website, gue merinding. Pelan2 buka... Dan gapercaya sama hasilnya. Gue. Lulus. 100% lulus. Gue antara mau nangis sama lompat2 bahagia. Proud of myself. Lalu gue kepo buat nyari nilai gue berapa karena memang nilainya belum keluar. Akhirnya gue bbm wali kelas gue buat minta nilainya lalu dibales. Bener kan.... Gue kecewa sama nilai ekonomi gue. Tp gue bersyukur bisa lulus. Allah maha tahu. Sekitar beberapa hari kemudian, pengumuman SNMPTN, gue buka lebih cepet website nya karena temen2 gue bilang bisa dibuka, wkt pd akhirnya gue buka, ada tulisan ini 

Wakakakaka, gue gak perlu pasrah, gue malah ngakak. Gue langsung ngomong "halah bener kan gak keterima, yeay fix hi-unpar di bandung". Wkt itu gue lagi bareng tante dan kakak gue. Dan yang seharusnya pengumuman jam 12, gue buka jam 12 kurang 10. Abis itu gue guling2 aja, nyapa temen2 "hey gue ga keterima wakaka" and somehow kayaaa bener2 yakin gue ga keterima. Trs tante gue kaya "yakin kamu ga keterima..masa sih.. Palingan website nya error..." Berhubung doi feeling nya kuat, akhirnya sekitar jam setengah 1 gue buka lagi.. Dan hasilnya.....

Gue nangis. Histeris. Nangis sampe bener2 senangis2nya nangis. It was like "really???" Jatohnya ke arah shock. Bahagia banget bisa banggain nyokap. Campur aduk. Because my mom was in bandung, so i called her while im still freakingly crying. "Mam ad keterima mam... Ad keterima hi-ui mam...." Nyokap gue langsung nangis juga. "Alhamdulilah dek... Alhamdulilah sayang... Mama mau banget meluk kamu sekarang ayo kamu ke bandung peluk mama sini alhamdulilah masya Allah rezeki dan berkah ya Allah mama gak kuat". Then in the end mama nangis2 juga lalu nutup telponnya. Gue bener2.... Gimana ya. Tau gak sih rasa "haha yaudah bodo amet keterima apa engga" tapi you know deep down "ya Allah masa saya ga keterima sih..." Gue bersyukur banget. Gue gabisa apa2 tanpa dukungan guru, nyokap, temen2, dan Allah. Sejujurnya gue ga sepinter itu waktu sma, gue anak biasa aja, cuma ya mungkin effort gue mengejar cita2 lebih tinggi dari yang lain. Ambisius lah ya. Proud of myself, bangga. Pintu menuju masa depan yang sangat baik terbuka selebar2nya. Gue langsung sujud syukur, merem, berdoa bersyukur. "Ya Allah kalo memang ini jalanku, maka berkahilah ya Allah."

Wisuda tanggal 3 Juni. Deg2an sekaligus bahagia, saat gue maju ke depan, nama gue disebut, serta kata2 "diterima di Universitas Indonesia jurusan Hubungan Internasional jalur SNMPTN undangan" langsung disorakin temen2, nyokap yang duduk ngeliat gue sambil motoin gue. Ya Allah, gaada hari yang lebih membanggakan dari hari itu. Semua rasa bahagia karena prestasi dan sedih karena berpisah, campur aduk. 

Last, bener2 last, promnight. Karena gue agak2 trauma sama prom, i expect nothing. Harusnya ada pasangan yang ngajak, hahaha gue gaada. And im okay. Sedih sih... Tapi yaudah... Cowo angkatan gue jg cm 60, cewenya 200. Berharap apa? Then gue enjoy aja malem itu sampe acaranya bener2 selesai, waktu dikasi surat yang harus diisi tulisannya "10 years from now", gue galau. It means dalam 10 tahun... Akan banyak perubahan. Gue akan dewasa, bekerja, menikah. Gue adalah tipe cewe yang selalu melihat ke depan terlalu jauh. Gue takut menghadapi masa depan, tapi gue yakin sama masa depan gue. Ini adalah cara gue memantapkan diri sebagai wanita dewasa yang bertanggung jawab. Gue bukan anak sma yang tukang cabut dan tidur2 gajelas lagi. Senyum dan kebahagiaan teman2 gue malam itu akan selalu gue inget, orang yang gue care, orang yang selalu ada buat gue, akan selalu gue simpan baik2 dalam kotak kenangan yang gaakan pernah gue lupakan. Kita semua akan menjalani hidup kita masing2, gaakan ketemu lagi dengan seragam dan gaakan sekelas lagi. Tapi, gue yakin, 10 tahun lagi, kita akan ketemu, dengan pencapaian masing2, dan gue akan bangga dengan mereka semua. Im sure.

Perlahan gue tutup memori sma gue. Gue coba inget2 lagi satu persatu kejadian. Waktu utas susah2, waktu aud happy2, waktu agit susah2 tapi happy2. Priceless. Gak tergantikan. Gue akuin memang masa sma gue ga seindah itu, tapi gue bersyukur bisa dikasih kesempatan untuk menimba ilmu di sma yang ngetop di jakarta selatan.

Gue siap membuka lembaran baru, gue siap untuk menghadapi masa depan, terima kasih ya Allah telah memberikan aku 18 tahun yang penuh berkah :)

-almost- Two Decades

“All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.

This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?

The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.

At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.

Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.

But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.

The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.

They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.

And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.”

My friend saw this post on tumblr and she thought THIS IS SO ME then she sent it to me. Yes because i've been single for 18 years and i feel so.... Weird. I feel so insecure.

In my experience, love sucks. Loving someone? Sucks. Ewh. I spent 7 years liking the same guy who never even aware at my existence. At that time, i believe in true love, and i believe that guy WILL look at me. Guess what? Nope. Stupid me. So now i dont care about that guy anymore, i tried to find someone better, trying to meet someone new, finding love guru, but still.... It didnt work out :( not that i still like that guy, but i just cant find someone new, someone that i really cared about, someone that makes my heart beating so fast, i just cant :( and then i realized that im okay without a boyfriend. Really im okay. I love school, i love my friends, i love my family, and most of all i have a lot of people who love me the way i am. I like myself, i like my hobbies, really im okay. I actually met someone online, he's nice, i like him, but he's not real. I cant like him more further if he doesnt show up, if he doesnt show his true self. So i just wanna say im sorry if he do like me unconditionally... I think he didnt know that i know everything, but i hope he realized, that i cant accept someone via internet. 

I think i should open my eyes, be wise, and open my heart for the REAL person around me who loves me the way i am, im so sorry if i hurt any of you, because i am dense and blind. 

University life, im coming. 

Someone.

I never wanted a woman that wanted
Me for my name or material things, see
I always hoped for a woman that's so sure
Emotionally secure with spiritual faith

A woman that I can trust with all of my secrets
And even listen to all of my issues
A woman who never judge me or how I was
She deals with me strictly through love

Someone who will put up with the things, loving me can bring
And still be there to see us through
Someone who would put up with the strange and complicated things
'Cause I would do the same for her too

Someone who I can be real with, ain't gotta be perfect
'Cause loving one another is all that matters
It's not hard to explain, so believe me when I say
That I found all of that in you

All that I hope for a friendship that's so pure
A girl I can talk to 'bout whatever's on my heart
A woman that needs me, that trust and believes me
That won't take my kindness as some kind of weakness

A woman who bares her soul, who's willing to let go
That wants me to lead her but knows how to take control
And when I am feeling down 'cause things are going wrong
She fills me up, make me feel strong

You are that someone who loves me through all my imperfections
You know my heart is filled with nothing but good intentions
You are the one that told me long as we got us, nothing matters
You are the one that sees the joy through the pain

You are my light through the rain, here and now
Girl I am saying, it's you, you're my heart, it's you
You're that someone I can truly say that I'll never find
Another love like you

♥

Smile, your enemy will love it!

Hello, im alive sebelum UN!

Just to let you know, im okay. Up and down, thats my life. Banyak orang yg mau ngejeblosin gue, ngejatuhin gue, hancurin hati gue, but i know gue bisa. Gue harus kuat. Because no one can live up your spirit in the time like this. Temen dan sahabat gue semuanya sibuk dan punya pencapaian masing2. Keluarga gue sedang tidak bisa diharapkan karena well, we all still in pressure.

Senyum. Gue selalu senyum dan act like nothing happen. Karenaa menurut gue gaada gunanya nyebar rada sedih lo ke orang lain, bahkan sahabat lo sendiri. Karena terkadang... Mereka hanya simpati. Bukan empati. Memberi tahu segala keluh kesah yang terjadi ke orang lain kadang no use karena itu gabisa ngobatin rasa sakit lo. Gue ngerasaa tiap hari sekolah, in fear bahwa orang ajan ngejauhin gue. Kayaknya gue punya phobia takut kehilangan siapapun. Istilahnya gue baper lah. Tapi gue tau kalo gue gaboleh bermuram durja karena masa depan nungguin gue disana.

I love people who understand me a lot. And sometimes, simple word like "bye gue duluan ya" bisa bikin gue melting. Gue baru sadar bahwa gue fell hard di personality orang. Bukan mukanya atau tingginya. I know ive shared my ideal type  (tinggi tampan tajir taqwa) but well... Gue merasa muna bgt kalo maksain itu. Gue bisa banget fell hard sama orang yang mengerti gue, mengerti sikap dan keanehan gue, mengerti hobi gue. Dan orang yang bisa ngambil hati gue, wow. You actually did it. Last time i fell in love itu horrible bgt dan gue sangat susah sekali move on. He was so so so cool, kind, and playing hard to get. Terakhirnya.... Berakhir buruk lah. No contact setelah 2 tahun ini. And i dont care. Terserah aja kalo emang gak takdir gausah ketemu. Dan gue sangat suka kebaikan seseorang. It was like "oh hi morning happy birthday to your mom!" "Gimanaa tryoutnyaa" "selamattt pamerannya sukses! Lukisan lo bagus bgt gue gak nyangka" "gue udah browsing film hantu terbaru". Sumpah, bikin gue senyum bgt digituin. Lo gausah aneh2 sok2 care dengan cara nanya gue udh makan apa belom, lagi dmn dll deh. Cukup "have fun nantiii" or "dasar looo" udh bikin gue mesem2. Susah loh punya temen kaya gitu. Or in my case, boy friend. Bukan that "boyfriend" but "boy friend". Saat2 ini gue seneng sama cowo2 classmate gue, abisan mereka tau aib gue tapi kayaknya they're okay with it ahahaha. Jadi takut gue kalo terlalu jujur begini.... 

Ah, bodo. Mau orang lain baca atau engga, gue happy dengan cara menuliskan emosi gue. Kemarin2, ada seseorang dari keluarga gue ngomong gini "kamu suka nulis? Atau blogging? Terusin. Ntar kamu bukuin semuanya. Jadikan itu hobi yang dikembangkan sehingga kamu mempertajam keahlian menulis kamu." Boleh banget. But she said that gue hrs blogging ttg hukum. Mentang2 gue suka bukan berarti gue bikin begituan teruuus wakaka. Tapi gue mengerti maksud dia. Kalo memang punya bakat ya harus dimanfaatkan. Blog gue ini udah dari 2008 dan ini udah berjalan 7 tahun. Gak nyangka ya udah ratusan post alay sampe galau lalu curcol begini. Time flies.

Sebentar lagi un. No comment. Hoping for the best. Gabisa ngapa2in lagi. Mau keterima dimana juga pasrah. Allah yang bisa bilang kunfayakun dan terjadilah. Nilai udah jadi dan matang, skrg gue serahkan seikhlas2nya kepada Allah. Sekarang gue harus fokus un dan berusaha sebaik2nya. Abis un... Parah. Gue teriak, histeris lari ke tengah lapangan kali ya. Banyak bgt yg gue mau lakuin abis un, contohnya lancarin nyetir lalu ambil sim, cat rambut coklat muda, fitness, nerusin pilates, diet sehat, ngurangin makanan sampis, nyari baju prom, liburan ke korea lagi, ke usa, dan masih banyak lagi. Bismillah yaAllah semoga semua harapan dan impian gue tercapai lalu rencana gue selalu diberikan keberkahan oleh Allah, amiiiin.

Udah jam 23.15. Gak terlalu malem siiih, but i have to take care my baby sister yang sedang asthma parah.

Lovely, nite.

Over there.

Me in 1 January until now, 8 March 2014.

Eat well, pray well, sleep well, study well. 

But no love. Didnt love anyone, didnt loved by someone. Not surrounded by people's love.

But im okay.

Deepened myself in Soulvibe's, Dygta's sweet tune and lovely but painful songs.

How sweet.

Welcoming UN 2014. Lets go. 

나이트 앤 대이.

"But im so lonely! I want to be with someone! I know im doing terrible things to you, making demands and not giving you anything in return, saying whatever pops into my head, but youre the only one i can do stuff like that to! I have never been able to have my own way with anybody, not once in twenty years ive been alive. Youre the only one i can say these things too." -Haruki Murakami's Norwegian Wood

Indeed. I truly wasted someone like that, desperated like that. Having no one to talk about your real feelings is not good. Making you want to throw up everytime you have something in your mind. 

People will hate you for reason. I cant understand why. Lately ive been thinking that feeling bad and angry about someone wouldnt make you feel relieved. World is big. And you cant expect all of people inside the earth would accept the way you really are. Thats life and thats final. 

Secret. Everyone has a secret that they really couldnt tell people about it. And lately, ive been feeling sick of being a liar, not really a liar but im lying about how i really feels. No one knows inside me, no one knows that behind my smile, theres so many pain pile up as high as mountain. It looks like that im always happy and have outgoing personality, joke a lot, and a bright person. But no, honestly im not. 

February. One of the worst month every year. Dont know why i have many traumatic incident right in this month. And i..... Ah. People that i cherish a lot born in this month. That could be a boomerang for me. It hurts me that i cant do anything about it. How i miss someone to that extent... Until i dreamt about that person everyday, and i always (coincidentally) checks the time and the numbers turns out to be that person's birthday. It happens everyday, lately.

Lately, im into Haruki Murakami's books. And his quotes. Its amazing. Its like he can read my mind throughoutly. One of his quotes that makes my gain my spirit again: "Life's a scary thing. More than you can ever imagine." It taughts me that life cant be as perfect like what you want. Life is scary, ups and downs, you didnt know what things could happen in the next 10 seconds. Even 1 seconds. God knows it and He controls it. We just have to pray and open up our hearts to god. Murakami once said: "It must be hard for you, but there is a right time for everything. When it is time to wait, you must wait". We have to wait. For the right things.

In the future, people will judge us. Anything we do could be wrong. We just have to be strong, and achieved what we want. Being lonely isnt always wrong. Theres a time that we have to face all of the things alone, thats why we have to be strong. Being mature. A mature person. 

Even if im feeling lonely, i am actually strong. I can control my feelings and my emotion. I just hope that people i love wouldnt leave me, hate me, and forgot me... And i want to be accepted the way i really am. Loving the real me. Accepting all my background eventho its not good at all. 

I just wanna say that im okay. Im sad, but im okay. Its better like this. I hope i can handle it all... I wish. Bismillah. Being optimistic about everything. The future is right up there, and we just have to catch it. 

I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.

Bloody Valentine

Morning. 

Kemarin adalah tanggal 14 Februari 2014, and we know its Valentine's Day. I actually never celebrated that day (maybe because i had no one to celebrate it?). But yesterday, was a gloomy day for me. Actually since January, im not who i am. There's something going on but i just cant wrote it here. Mungkin 2013 juga dimulai dengan gak begitu baik, well now here it is. 2014 lebih buruk. Im tired of my fake smile everyday, nyatanya gue pulang kerumah cuma buat meratapi hidup dan nangis. Sekolah berat banget, ngejar cita2 dll bikin gue depresi, but i know gue  harus berusaha sebisa mungkin, semaksimal mungkin. Gue ga paham kenapa gue feel so painful this morning. I actually have no one yang bisa mau nanggepin semua kesampahan gue, giliran nemu, he's fake and i know it. He's not really he is. Dia bukan dia. Tapi saking sepi dan sedih gue, i need someone who can cheer me up. And he does, he can. I know our chats all this time had no meaning and we treated each other as a friend, really. Gue gapernah berharap lebih karena jujur aja gue gatau siapa dia. He's someone whom i met online via social media. Kasarnya, dia cuma simsimi. Gue nanya, dia jawab, gue ngomong, dia nanggepin. Itu aja. Tapi omongan kita klop. Sejalan. Sama. Nyambung. I cant help it but admiting kalo i like someone yang nyambung sama gue, siapapun dia, dimanapun dia.

But last night that Simsimi decided to not contact me anymore. Im shocked. I just felt so lefted out. Apa yang gue lakuin sampe gue harus diginiin terus. Gue tau gue bukan siapa2 and heck gue gaada perfect2nya. Gue menerima alasan dia, dan gue harus ngakuin kalo i loved to chat with him. Kalo engga i will regretted it later.

Ya gue sih gapapa ya.... Because that Simsimi is a fake person yang entah cewe/cowo aslinya tinggal dimana sekolah dimana... Tapi gue seneng chat sama dia. At least bisa nemenin dan ngehibur gue... Gue tau ini kedengeran forever alone and lonely banget. But honestly aja sih, gue lonely. Sangat. Gue sangat butuh support dari siapapun yang ada di dunia ini. And that Simsimi makes me smile.

I never thought that my life would be like this. Tau gak sih rasanya bangun dari tidur terus lo bingung, belum konek lah istilahnya. Nah rasa kaya gitu gue rasain tiap hari. "Who i am" jadi pertanyaan gue setiap hari. Apa hidup gue harus gini2 amat? Mungkin nilai gue di sekolah bagus, gue gapernah berantem dan berurusan sama orang lain, gue punya sahabat yang accept who i am, but why gue ngerasa sepi...? Seakan2 gaada yg bisa ngobatin sakit hati gue... I dont know. Its not all about lovey dovey things.... Its about everything. Gue hanya pengen pergi dari negara ini dan memulai semua dari awal, kasi gue kesempatan buat lebih happy.

Gue jujur aja, capek dibebanin. Gue pengen kaya cewe2 lain yang seneng2 tiap hari, jalan dan makan cantik sama temen2nya, shopping seenak jidat, pulang ke rumah ketemu ortu yang gak recet dan yang selalu ada. Gue gapernah ngerasain itu semua....lagi. 

Gue cuma punya satu harapan.

When i woke up, i would be in someone elses body.

But i know i cant.

"It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life." - Haruki Murakami