Akulah rangkaian tulang belulang berlapis tanah yang hadir dari suatu keajaiban dan kebesaran
Dari sel-sel trombosit yang mengalir di tiap-tiap inci arteri di bawah lapisan kulit itu, bersemayam sosok penuh kontroversi dan tidak biasa.
Dari intuisi dan ilham-ilham nyata, aku dilahirkan, dengan jiwa yang terbang tanpa limitasi, tanpa batasan ruang dan waktu.
At the half of the day, someone shared this beautiful video.
Why were these kind of videos made? Perhaps people have been forgetting about kindness lately, don’t they? Sometimes we need a kind reminder to get back to the life we once had. Kindness matters. It ripples 🙂
Don’t you just love being alone in a coffee shop, sitting in the middle of a crowd, listening to some jazzy melodies, focusing on your tablet or laptop, and time flies really fast. It’s the best creative process for me: ideas come, brain is filled with thoughts. Because they say real creativity comes only out of silence.
As a web application developer, I use WordPress as the CMS (not the free blog services provided by WordPress.com) for almost all of my projects related to corporate profile, personal blog, and e-commerce portal. The very first time I met the CMS, my heart fell for it. It is robust, reliable, and totally free. Oh, and most importantly, it’s really great in assuming that you’re a dumb. Because of the fact that I love it so much, I intend to grasp some new knowledge about it. Fortunately, there’s this event called WordCamp Indonesia 2011, for which I spent my last weekend.
Kalau ada sebuah pertanyaan, “Siapakah penyair yang paling anda kagumi?” dengan pasti saya akan memberikan dua nama: Chairil Anwar dan Sapardi Djoko Damono. pada kesempatan kali ini, saya akan sedikit membahas opini saya mengenai nama kedua.
Many things happen in one’s life: beautiful moments and depressing moments, falling in love and breaking up, laughing and crying, events and decisions, and other things that complete them as one big piece. Among all the things took place in my life, there were some which I regret and would have ran from. Coming to Taruna Nusantara High School on 2002 was one of them.
Some people talk on the phone with their pals while sitting on a bus. Some others close their ears with earphones, listen to some good musics, and then fall asleep, which is, I think, the most effective way of spending time on a trip. People have their own method on killing time on a bus. Mine, are listening to some songs, pertaining my mind in sereneness, and thinking of some things I usually don’t have any chance to think about. Last Sunday, on the way to Cikarang, on the bus seat, my mind wildly wander to something about this life. Well, my life, at least.
Gw lupa gimana rasanya jadi blogger. Gw lupa gimana sensasi ketawa-ketawa sendiri baca comment orang di postingan gw. Well, sh*t happened, and I had been not in the mood of writing anything here. Until today, ada satu orang yang bikin gw obsesif banget sama dia, yang bikin gw memutuskan kalo gw HARUS, sekali lagi, HARUS, mendokumentasikan kisah ini di blog gw. He is Joey Tribbiani 😀