Thursday, December 22, 2011


For the past couple of weeks, ive been having trouble with my confidence. Amazing what one interview of position can do to you . O.o 
Ive been scared with my self belief. Ive chickened out on situations which I know Im good at. Sooo not me. 
But then, i guess its not the fact that I can't speak, but without sugar coated interference. somewhat like a person with maturity. I guess the fact that I don't want to grow up is slowly eating me up. maybe i'm just exaggerating this. -.-

Mind me and listen up. I'm not merely saying this without thought. I've observed. and I know there are at times, maturity is vital when you present yourself. It gets you somewhere. and from where I am now, Its a do or die kind of thing. exaggerating again. 

So what is a bunny to do ? 
Stand head up and face the world thats what im doing. who says i can't change? Life is all about changes. But I'm not talking about the full 360 degrees change kinda thing. no way nu'uhh. 
more on how I present myself. balancing between when to be serious and when to be, well, me! :D 

You could say that I've seen a little bit of this and that where seriousness is of vital importance. Though I resent this with absolute passion, I know I can't delay it for long. I'm growing up, I know I know, though I hate to admit it, and whether I wanna fight being mature or embrace it. 

Hold on, mature ? huh? the hell is that ? Maturity is subjective. 
maturity comes from within. Not being serious does not mean you're not mature. being able to look down upon others because you're wiser than them is not maturity. 
being able to balance humility and confidence is maturity. 
being able to think twice before you judge others is maturity. 
being able to stand ground on what you believe in without influence from other external factors is maturity. 

see it as a whole wider perspective.  (; 

Wednesday, December 21, 2011


And why it’s you.
You big headed tough guy,
You’ve got a soft heart.
You arrogant ass,
You’re trying to put on a masquerade for no crowd.
You twisted mind reader,
You know how words can affect others.
But, you innocent lover.
The world is not a bad world to live in.
The world smiles upon immaculate, simple things.
The world is not your enemy.
The world revolves all by itself.
Hatred gets us nowhere.
Dear sweetheart,
I fell for the guy, who gave me courage,
I fell for the guy, aside from his big head, he has a big heart,
I fell for the person who wouldn’t mind sitting in the warung,
And feel just as much at home at a 5 star restaurant.
I fell for the guy who doesn’t judge.
I fell for the guy who smiles at strangers.
I fell for the guy to gives me strength.
I fell for the guy who believes in me.
I fell for the guy who makes me laugh half the time.
I fell for the guy who pushes me to do the things I’m afraid to.
I fell for the guy who sees things differently in life.
I fell for the guy who makes it so hard for me not to relive back my faith on love.
I fell for the guy who wouldn’t make me swoon, but tells me the truth.
I fell for the guy who could challenge my big head.
I fell for the guy who makes me feel like a princess.
I fell for the guy who believes in himself.
I fell for the guy who loves his mother to death.
I fell for the guy to treats his friends with care.
I fell for the guy who has visions.
I fell for you, because you’re you.
And despite my beliefs, despite my denial, know this
That you’ve captured my heart, you’ve reeled me in.
But not for you to know at the moment of time.
Cause the only key to my heart, is still kept inside my palm.
And that’s why, its you.