Carpe Diem

saya jadi takut saya diam saya bersalah? saya rindu ayah.. saya mengungkap saya berkata saya menebak saya mengira saya tertebak saya menyangka saya disangka saya tercengang saya lapar.. dan haus.. tapi, saya juga kenyang saya tak mengerti saya bertanya saya bingung.. saya bertanya lagi bertanya lagi dan belum berhenti.. saya berjalan, pelan saya melihat saya mendengar saya merasa, sangat merasa saya meraba.. saya, saya bahagia dan sedih.. apa yang belum ada? apa yang masih tidak saya syukuri? i want to travel to somewhere far, far away and bring nothing.. just to escape and stop the time or being none that's crazy and damn impossible saya jadi takut saya takut salah saya... saya rindu ayah.....

Won't say nothing. I miss my freedom back......where to find it? And who should I meet...?

 Ya Alloh, lagi suka banget sama lagu ini...! :) ----------------------------------------------- apakah ini gerangan yang sedang ku rasakan dunia seperti berputar, badanku bergetar seperti ada kupu-kupu menari dalam perutku siapakah engkau gerangan putri dari kayangan jemarimu begitu cantik, hatiku tergelitik seperti ada kupu-kupu menari dalam dadaku reff: aku mendengar suara berdenting, aling aling oh aling mengalun bergantian merdu, aling aling oh aling melagukan indah namamu sudikah kau genggam tangan putri dari kayangan jemarimu begitu indah, membuat hati gundah seperti ingin menggubah seribu lagu untukmu repeat reff dalam tidur kan ku panggil namamu --------------------------------------------- Je t'aime.......

Beberapa waktu yang lalu keinget nih, kalo dulu pernah bikin karya yg cukup...spektakuler [versi saya].hahahaha Parahnya lagi, saya jadi teringat sama blog ini yang cukup jarang diisi :( jadi, kedua pemikiran tersebut bersatu, akhirnya inilah hasilnya. Postingan ini nih. Tepatnya waktu ga di Indonesia, yaitu selama di USA, tertarik banget tuh saya buat mengasah kemampuan seni rupa dan  bermusik  (haduh, tidak berlebihan kan? tidak2, tenang saja). Soalnya keren banget tuh apresiasi terhadap seni di sana, bagaikan udah melekat di kehidupan sehari. Buktinya, pulang-pulang jadi bisa nggambar, bikin keramik, dan gitar sekaligus!! Hmm, memang, beda budaya, beda cerita. Tapi sama juga lah kaya kita yang terkenal batiknya (seni rupa) sama gamelannya (musik).  Nah, kalo belajar seni disana itu pake teori juga. Padahal masih SMA. Misalnya, kalo di kelas 2-D Art tuh belajar teori jenis-jenis warna, teknik menggambar, dsb. Kalo di kelas 3-D Art nanti belajar jenis-jenis bentuk, mengenal macem2

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Short Story Yes, I made this picture. After my ICT teacher told us to get design assignment done with Macromedia. It was strange to me, I didn't know how to draw with that program! (I hated that and rather to sleep all day instead of finishing it). But again I learn something, I wouldn't get anything if I didn't try. So short story, it was easy! I just learn something new, Macromedia Freehand! Back to the story, I draw, design, think, imagine and....yes the idea just came out..I enjoyed doing my assignment and not feel like it's hard. I just love to do that. Beside I like to do graphic design, at the mean time I was in a good mood and romantic-well-imagination(oh no, i don't know what right word to say-i'm not English nor American). So, the picture came out like that. And I like it. About the Picture No, no..it's not me. It's just an imagination. Maybe one day later, I will be in a place-just like in the picture-with someone He chooses for me-in a