Dear my 19-year-old self
Sunday, January 1, 2017 @ 4:10 PM | 0 comment(s)
Dear  my 19-year-old self,


 Life is a whirlwind of experiences. You don't know when the car will go up and take you around the course, somehow you just surprisingly go around and shout to stop. There are times when everything seems so overwhelming when you don't want to get out and just dwell behind the walls.

Fight,

No matter what life throws at you, ride the waves and go through the storm. No matter what people say to you that makes you feel so small about yourself, learn to go against it. Remember that you can't please all people, and you only know what you really wanted for yourself. Always be the best version of yourself, see the good things always, be optimistic, that's what you're always good at.


You have more tears to cry, more heartbreaks to take. Lots of rejections and discrimination to receive, but you are you, a fighter, a strong woman. You'll fall in-love, you'll get more opportunities, you get to see the world in a different perspective.

Yet, never forget the people who helped you along the way. Don't lost contact with your friends whom you treated as siblings and your family as the home you've come from. Don't forget the short friendships that gave great impact. People come and go but there will always be the ones who stayed. Don't grudge over the people who hurt you, they do that because they have reasons, but moreover, those are the ones who make your heart stronger. Because nothing can pull or bring you down.


Don't abandon your dream. Things may happen not the way you wanted it to be, but that's how fate works. You'll never know what lies ahead, all you ever got it your indomitable instinct and your perseverance to succeed.

Enjoy life, we are only here for just a blink. Savor each and every moment, most importantly, sink into you the joyness of the youth. Time passes so fast and I don't want you to regret everything.

Take care of your passion, your talent. It is something that you should be grateful for. That's what makes you unique and special.


As I move on to a new chapter in my life, I wish you good luck and happiness.

FIGHTING!
Hopeless Romantic
Wednesday, May 11, 2016 @ 1:49 AM | 0 comment(s)
Can I have that kind of love?

That skips your heart a beat, that gives your stomach butterflies, that tingles your bones.

That kind of ....

...feeling, when you can't suppress a smile, a blush. When you're trying to be normal but you can't.




Can I have that kind of love?

the warmth of an embrace, the passion of a kiss. The grip of a hand being held. The eyes holding the deepest gaze, the presence of a company.


Can I have that kind of....

...of friendship? Being real to somebody without prejudice. When you can laugh so hard, goof around and be happy. When you can share your fears and receive consolation, having a shoulder to cry on. A hand to support your dreams and someone to trust with all your heart and that....



... it will never break. A life not to lose, days that may never be in despair. Pain will cease, loneliness shall never be felt...


...but, when?
I'll never forget..
Wednesday, February 3, 2016 @ 6:09 AM | 0 comment(s)
Another year has passed, a new chapter to begin. There are things that I will never forget, things that will always keep in my heart. 

I'll never forget the day when I decided to live independently. I was happy, I was excited. I felt like a bird free from it's cage. I fly, I went everywhere I wanted. I felt like a real adult with responsibilities. I mingled with my friends and formed new acquaintances. I'll never forget the times when I go to the mall and bought something for myself with my hard earned money. 

I'll never forget the days when I share and poured my heart in working. When my passion for the art grew, and not only that, I've met the people who helped me developed it. I pushed my limits, discovered my abilities and be optimistic. Although it never lasted, but the experience changed me. 

I'll never forget the people I met along the way. Mentors became my friends, random people become acquaintances. I met people who taught and guided me to the real world. We shared funny stories and bonded through going places we wanted to go. 

I'll never forget the times that I cried because of failure. It made me strong and fight in order to reach my dreams. Also to prove them that I'm not just a nobody, but someone who struggles to become someone who is successful. 

I'll never forget the feeling of being inspired. My past forgotten, painful memories long gone. I decided to change my disposition and somehow it showed: the way I dress, the way I groom, and held myself. It was a far cry of who I was before.


I will never forget these, for what happened changed me into a whole new person. No matter how much painful it is to let go of my past self, maybe this is for the best. I'm hoping for more wonderful memories this year and the next to come.