Menjadi Mahasiswa Periklanan di Kampus yang Baru Saja Negeri

Ah... This week feels plenty heavy, very much take home tasks and aaaah.. praktikum produksi iklan tv dan radio harus bye maximal. I should inputting it again next year. Geez. I should be ready to see my first E* in cbis. It's okay, my parents won't ask me for a good ipk. Well, it's actually fun being an advertising student in my college. Kuliahnya shantay banget dan menurutku asik. Melihat anak jurnal dan PR yang tugas akhirnya tidak karuan banyaknya membuat memilih advertising sebagai konsentrasi adalah hal yang paling bijaksana yang pernah saya lakukan. Saking santainya, mau bikin tugas analisis iklan cetak dan televisi aja malah jadi bikin .gif kayak gini...

People Will Stay Okay As Long As They Do Sharing

I always thought that I am the most peculiar kind of human. I dont know. I spoke haltingly, it's sometimes bugging my own self, I look like a talking-fish. Then, I wonder why most people take my jokes seriously, seroiusly? I am a slow response type of person, at anything, although I know the answer is. I like to walk in high pace but not running, it's weird because my weight. I like to imagine things, even at a little and unnoticed and probably no one has thought about it. Like "why people can do anything for love, where their logic?" and "if doing suicide isn't a sin, would you do it? why?" and "Is living hypocritically would make you looked like a bad person? but it's needed sometimes" actually that what I think currently. And yes there are still a lot questions spinning around my head needing the answers. But I keep it all just in my head since no one could understand my words. I know they are not really interested with it cause it is not so cool topic to be talked, they mostly just love to talk and comment about other's life secret and sometimes people's ootd. Yeah. Which I love to talk about it too, hahaha.

Well. I only talk about my life things with my mom and sometimes my boyfriend. They both are a good listener so far about that kind of topic. Most is daily life activity. I sometimes just need a person who able listen to me, like yeah listen to me with no comment, no judge, just simply understand what I say. I usually having a bed time story with my mom, I always tell her about everything.What I have done during the day, what I ate at lunch time, even that what I saw during my way back home. It's random. And she sometimes share about her past story. I love my mom so much.

Today I met my boyfriend, he just back from Karimun Jawa after 10 days adventuring. I used to ask him to tell me his story. He told me about how people life there. There is no electricity in daylight, sleeping in a house which only 2 meters from the beach, a men who merried a ship (I will tell you when you ask, cause it's quite long story). a poor and cutie seasick dog lol, and a guy who swim across the sea to Karimun for only 2 hours without life jacket. God. And he still alive. I wonder how if there is a shark and bite him.

I could feel happy and good when I can share and listen. Ah yeah, you will keep it yourself okay as long as you want to listen while you talk. I dont know what's the point of my post but being a person who wants to listen is sometimes hard cause talking is easier than listening.

However, You Are Still Stunning

Jogja nowadays is awesome, I sarcasm. Tugu become more crowded. A lot cafe, mega malls, hotels and kind of that place built. People looks happy to spend their holiday here, but I sometimes dont like with it. When holiday season come, car increase a lot and everywhere getting stuck. Ewh. However, Jogja would always be a wonderful place to live. A good and tasty food, low cost of living, how the social life works, and if you want to go from a place to other place you dont have to spend much time. Oiya, lately Jogja is fully full filled with many cultural events. I really like and appreciate it by attending the events. And seems like people like it too, selaluuuu penuuuuh and desek-desekan. Few days ago, me and mas Hendra attended Bedog Art Fest. That's my third time attend the event. Still awesome and dazzling me. It's a contemporary dance performances. I dont really understand with the motions of it's dance, but I was impressed with the background of that place. River and a looooot candles, looks like firefly.

A Goodbye

I never know how it feels to be left and when it became forever. A death, mortality. Sounds horrific and tragic. Few days ago a brother, a friend, a person who is so kind hearted, funny, and humble left us forever. He leaving us without a goodbye, he passed away. And now I know how it feels. It deeply hurts, so heartbreaking. I may not that close with him, even we have not much memories together. But it quite make me feel so sad and shed my tears. He is a good person, everybody love him. Fotkom are mourning. We lost him, we will truly miss his presence, his jokes, his laugh. All the human on this earth at eventually will die. It could be wherever and whenever. We all actually are living for waiting our turn. Rest in peace, dek rooni. You wont be forgotten.

Flowers

Buka bersama adalah rutinitas banget tiap tahun di bulan puasa. Sama temen waktu sd, temen waktu smp, temen waktu sma and college friends, sebenernya konsepnya kayak reunian gitu. Tapi ngga reunian juga sih, soalnya beberapa masih sering banget ketemu. Tahun ini agak merasa excited karena 2 tahun belakangan ngga pernah ikut buka bersama, tahun lalu karena hampir sebulan liburan dan bekerja (I actually helped my dad). Penasaran sama muka-mukanya. Jadi tahun ini disempetin buat mendengarkan adzan maghrib sama-sama mereka (paan). Kalo ketemu ya gitu, ngobrol ngga jelas, ngakak-ngakak. Ngobrolin masa lalu, ejek-ejekan, dan tentang percintaan waktu sekolah. Hahahaha. Kemarin sore waktu buka puasa sama temen smp mmm beberapa ngga berubah. Masih kayak dulu, atau pandanganku tentang mereka dari dulu sampai sekarang tidak berubah walaupun sebenernya mereka keliatan berubah. Entahlah.. Sebenernya hanya itu-itu saja yang datang tiap tahunnya, aku liat foto buka puasa smp tahun lalu. Dan kemudian di tahun ini mereka yang datang tahun lalu ngga dateng. Kemudian meremen pada obrolan tentang beberapa orang teman sekelasku dulu yang sudah menikah. Yes, nikah. Dua puluh tahun, 2014, eranya para jomblo dan sudah menikah. Bahkan punya anak. Gila. Ngga pernah kebayang buat membangun hubungan seserius menikah di umur 20 tahun. Kenapa ya? Ya menurutku 20 tahun terlalu muda buat punya suami dan anak, dan disibukkan bayar telfon listrik air masak berdaster dan ya kind of wifely-things. Aneh liatnya. Menurutku 20 tahun itu ya 20 tahun. Melakukan hal-hal yang kayak dilakuin sama anak-anak 20 tahun kebanyakan. Atau aku yang selalu berpikiran naif tentang kehidupan ya. Ah tapi being naive nowadays masih dibutuhkan lah. Although I'm not that naive and being hypocrite instead at some points. God, 20 tahun buat beberapa orang (termasuk aku) adalah masa-masa bingung. Bingung kenapa? Ngga tau, pokoknya bingung aja. Kalo aku sih 20 tahun itu, jalan-jalan. Kemana aja, sama siapa aja, ngga repot mikir tanggung jawab (hehe). Liat pemandangan, liat sunset, kemah, selfie, becandaan, foto-foto, nonton film and many other thing. Kalo aku, 20 tahun liat bunga bunga aja. Terus jalan-jalan sama pacar and taking selfie photos with bestfriends.