Sabtu, 15 September 2012

I Can't Make You Love Me (Bonnie Raitt cover)


I've been in love with this song since Adele brought it in her concert. Ah! I do love Adele. Here is the cover I made by myself. Sorry I didn't expose my face. I deliberately did that for hidden reasons. :)) Yeah yeah, I know this video is not good enough for a cover. But I was in my boarding house, and what a pity, do not bring my hanycam or any good recording tool. Yet I was still excited for it. Cross my finger, I'm going to upload another better video when I'm already home and touch my piano. Ah! For you who are questioning what keyboard I played, it's Roland E-09. Simple for a simple room. I begged my dad to put at least one instrument in my boarding house as an escape if I stress out. :-) And I suggest you to use headphone if you'd like to listen to this clearly. Also, I inserted the lyrics if you'd like to follow singing with me. 

Turn down the lights, turn down the bed
Turn down these voices inside my head
Lay down with me, tell me no lies
Just hold me close, don't patronize - don't patronize me

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't

You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

I'll close my eyes, then I won't see
The love you don't feel when you're holding me
Morning will come and I'll do what's right
Just give me till then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight

Cause I can't make you love me if you don't

You can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these lonely hours
I will lay down my heart and I'll feel the power
But you won't, no you won't
'Cause I can't make you love me, if you don't

One Random Saturday

I don't use to spend the whole weekend in Salatiga, where I currently live in, but in Kudus, my hometown. Due to some activities I can't simply leave, including my preparation for a competition and a mid-semester test, finally I should stay. No. I must stay here and am not going home until next month. One simple reason why I never like to spend my spare time to be here is because I have no certain fun activities to be run. I love to hustle, hustle, and hustle. It keeps me alive. I mean, alive like you're given a new spirit each day. Kudus is a town where I can be so busy all the time. There are so much things I find there to be done. Perhaps because I live there longer. 15 years :p. The entire facilities (for my hobbies) are provided there. But this weekend is different. And I feel I'm alive.

Right. Since I've abandoned the cranky thoughts of standing idle, I then managed to do some random activities. A day before, I and three of my friends (Patricia, Arielle, and Stefanny) planned to jog in a town square this morning. Eventually, we did it. It only took two and a half hours since we overslept :p. Yet it was a nice moment together. We continued for a (I don't know if it looked so) morning snack and had some milk in a small stall on the roadside. Added some more warmth into our belly in a freezing and windy morning. And added some more warmth for our bond of friendship. :-)

When I reached home, suddenly an idea crossed my mind. Do you know what's so good of having a private room? I mean, your private room where it doesn't rely on your parents' house. You can just freely decorate your room. As you want. You don't have to beg your parents' consent to decorate your room as freaky as you like. I did. I loved it. With limited stuffs, I took one spot in my room where I can messy decorate. And for another reason, I actually expected a spot where I can nicely capture my self photos. Or in other term, selca (self-camera). You know, girl stuff. :p

Anyway, it was not a complicated decoration. Scroll down and you'll find that it's bery bery simple for you to make it up :)). But wait, another frenzy thought came by and you know what? 


Yep! I tried to get rid of my insanity but my interest to cut one of my fave T-shirt randomly was even bigger. So, here you go. Penguin-tail-Tee hung on the corner of my room I had just decorated. Pages of magazines randomly (again) sticked. Haha. :)) Well, just for your information, I rarely wear this tee. It suits me, but I do not feel any comfort knowing that my body exceeds that tee. Hehehe. So, I thought it would be kinda motivation for me for firstly shaping up my body and at last... properly wearing the tee I cut. Slim is good, rite? Pray for me! Haha.

In the afternoon I had a deal with my debating coach and team mates to discuss about the following motions for a debating competition in the near time. We were getting so much confused yet we still debated. I expected some enlightening while I was speaking at the front but my mind sucks. I just laughed at my fate this afternoon, knowing that we were completely beated by our opponent, our own coach. After I post this, I will be searching out newsworthy informations related to the motions like, all night long. Trophies calling.

We ended up debating and planned to watch our seniors debating practice for an exhibition for a couple of days ahead. The motion was: This House Would Ban Korean Waves in Indonesia. It got so many convincing arguments that I and my friends finally enjoyed how the debate run. Nice! 

Next, I took a glance on a small girl-stuff shop nearby, just for a window shopping. But then I found that I admired a ring. Regardless of how much it costs, my heart has been so much interested with it. And innocently, I bought it.




It's a bird. And it reminded me to Mockingjay, symbol of revolution in a Hunger Games sequel. FYI, I loooooove Hunger Games! A lot! :)) A bunch of thankyous for Suzanne Collins, who had creatively written the books. Can't help waiting for The Hunger Games: Catching Fire to be filmed (it's currently processed)! I have no idea how to figure out what this ring means to me. Personally, it's a symbol or freedom. It represents my will, to freely grab what I want, including my dream. My own dream. Not my parents or my relatives' dream. Sorry but I can't tell you a lot about this. Private. :-)

That ring led me to buy other cute things, including this beanie hat. I never considered that hat was an important accessory for people to look cute. But this one was. 


My hair was untidy but I guess it didn't matter. I was really excited to wear the thing.


What do you think? Tell me. :))

The last thing I did to end my random Saturday afternoon was creating this table ornament. Honestly, I have no idea what word I should use to describe this thing. But... here it is!


Well, this is not what I expected, but I love it though. What you made by your own hands surely satisfies you, no? :)) And so this does. I put it on my desk to fill the empty room and to add some more beauties in my room. Thus, I will always know where the coziest place to stay when I don't know where to go. That's why I keep my room tidy and colorful. Indulging myself for the entire day and I sometimes feel like my room pleases me to stay longer there.


That was how I spent my Saturday. Life feels so good when you never stop creating something unique. I hope you do. :))


Love.

Jumat, 14 September 2012

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List:
(1) Little Metta, my sister; 3 months
(2) Little Naomi (me); 2 years
(3) Metta; 7 years
(4) Saskia, my cousin; 15 years
(5) Little me and Saskia
(6) Naomi (me); 15 years


I'm a family girl. I love Metta. I miss Saskia. :-)

If Social Media Never Existed

I look back at my childhood and catch my elementary moments. I felt so young and free. But that's not the point. There are pieces of memories I would love to repeat again. Knowing that things change, I realize it only becomes a daydream. But somehow, I take the pieces out from my mind and tell people how nice my elementary life was. I, myself, am astonished. There's one part of those moments I'd like to tell you.

There's a time when children like me were so much excited about. Christmas, Valentine's day and birthday. As I remember, Christmas in my childhood memories was different. It gently called the children to prepare themselves for another surprise! Christmas wasn't just about routine, and we appreciated that. We were waiting Christmas for 11 months, and there it came! All I wanted for Christmas were presents, drama, and.... cards! My friends and I had a custom to send cards for the whole children in class. Do you how it felt to receive such fancy cards from your dear friends? I can't even figure it out. Until now. Christmas greeting (in the form of cards) is worth for presents for me. And to send cards was an honor and a self-satisfication. As I received them from my dear friends, I kept them safely in my secret place where nobody could find them but I. Too bad that one time I threw them away because I thought they're such trashes. :-(. Now I do regret what I've done. I perceive that I still want to carry christmas cards in my hand, feel the texture of those fancy and unique cards, and read the words assembled by my dear friends (which I found later copied from many sources). I do miss it.

Compared to these days, people are likely forget the feel of receiving & sending Christmas cards. Instead of sending Christmas cards, they prefer to text one person in a (super) brief or in not-easily-understood words and eventually forward it to all people in their contacts. Simply done! Yeah... I should be honest that it's quite tragic. Surprisingly, I follow this mainstream though. Not only by texting, I soon found that people also have habit to upload a Christmas photo on facebook and tag people on the photos. Even the strangers (I mean, the people who are actually do not know the sender well). Well, to be honest, this is spamming for me. And I catch that this way is too weird since the sender only give one easy touch to wish people a merry christmas. I have no idea about what you feel, but for me, this is not how a greeting should work. No cards, no hand-writing. Only a virtual greeting you can't grab for real with your hands. 

The typical thing happened when Valentine came. We, children, never really understood about the essence of Valentine. All we knew was only giving our friends (and our special one) a chocolate for each person. That's enough to express that we did care and loved our friends. We never cared whether we're on a relationship or not (the fact is, many of my friends had been bounded by a silly relationship). Soon when we're growing up, we'll know that sometimes Valentine's day sucks if you do not date :p. Alright, that's just a madness. As I was growing up, I searched so eagerly what is the meaning of Valentine and the history as well. Now I understand, but never feel as excited as I was. Elementary moments. I remember that I always asked momma to fetch me expensive chocolates, only for my friends. She said, "No. You give them to your friends. But you don't give them for your family." It broke my heart. But since then, I committed to think that  an expensive chocolate doesn't always show how big is your love. I guess the most important thing is that you sacrifice your pennies and time to buy them and give them to your dear friends. Please, never misinterpret this. I don't try to force you guys to always give chocolates when Valentine comes. Read first.

Again, people nowadays fulfill their excitement of Valentine when they have already given an expensive chocolate for their lovers. Exclusively. Then I wonder, "Valentine embraces every person. Not only for a couple!" I know that you guys sometimes feel so right to spend the whole day with your lover. But never forget to wish every person you meet a happy valentine's day! And probably it would be proper if you do not just send them a text, saying "Happy valentine's day" and then forward it. Moreover, if you just upload an e-card (though it's nice) and send or tag people on it again! Say it personally, intimate. Do not forward the text. Send a text to Brian: Happy valentine's day, Brian. Hope you and your sister get along soon. It's Valentine! Cheer up! And send a different text to Rondha: Hey, girl. It's Valentine and I hope you apologize all my faults. Sorry if I rub ketchup on your chair. I was joking. Hehe. xx
What do you think? And guess what answer you'll get from each person!

Now I guess you can read my mind. Next, is birthday. Remember how was your 7th, 8th, 9th, or even 10th birthday? Your birthdays before you graduated from elementary? There must be many friends give you presents and huggies. I do not clearly remember how my birthdays were for I never held any celebrations except my 7th birthday. But even though I never held any kind of hilarious celebrations, but my close friends, esp my (not so sure if it looked so) gank always granted me gifts! And yes, I loved their gifts. And the cards! So, it went regularly. I gave them in return. Let me figure out what we thought when the D-day had come by! Gifts from momma, gifts from papa, gifts from cousins, gifts from dear friends! I never thought any better ideas at that time. Gifts were all I wanted to pursue on my birthday. Well, now I'm mature and realize that 'gifts' are not the only gift I get on my birthday. It's beyond what I get in my hands. And getting words "Happy birthday" directly from my friends' mouth? That's beyond words! Gifts do not matter anymore. I know something better than that.

But anyway, I found that people become so apathetic these days! I mean, they do not really care whose birthday is that day. I know I'll get many opponents at this point :p. But let me explain, guys. Sometimes even your close friends do not really care about your birthday. If you let me open your eyes about how birthday works in our surrounding, you'll see that it's all about planning ignorance (I can't find the best translation for "kejahilan" in Bahasa Indonesia). Instead of giving you gifts (or huggies, or at least treat you right), they prefer making you feel like a dumb, stupid donkey! Yeah yeah, it lasts a lifetime. But when you ask the birthday girls and boys about how they felt at the time they're treated that way, you'll get the answer not funny. You think it's funny scattering wheat and breaking eggs on their body? Think twice before you act. I completely disagree. 

People use to give presents only when the birthday girl/boy holds a celebration. Hey! It looks like there's something behind the motive, which is fake. Bahasa Indonesia has an idiom for it: ada udang di balik batu. There's a shrimp beneath the stone. Got it?

Moreover, since Facebook has the fiture to send birthday greeting, it seems like everything goes so simple by typing HBD. WUATB. Hello?! You better throw the words away and not giving such a greeting. Knowing that it doesn't come one's heart, I feel so painful receiving such a greeting like that. I never do. Seriously! If I never know the birthday boy/girl, I won't give them greeting. Alright, I give them. But it comes from my heart, because I want to be a part of their happiness on their happy day. But surely, I never type HBD. WUATB. That sucks. I type the words like I've known the person for a hundred years. I think, that'd be heavenly for them to feel. 

Seriously, if social media never existed, everything would be precious because it's worth fighting for. Probably, sending cards on Christmas is classic. But it's far more precious than receiving an e-card or virtual messages. It makes you want Christmas to come back sooner. And I guess you can start to do this sweet thing on the end of this year -- Christmas! I will :-). And..... Valentine! Do what I suggest to you. Send a text to a particular person, intimate! Bring the warmth of Valentine to their day. And birthday. Do not plan any ignorance towards the birthday boy/girl unless you'll give them presents! Do not forget to send greeting in a personal and nice way. Never type HBD. WUATB. Throw that shit away.

I never be anxious to say that social media does cease the distance between people. Facebook, Twitter, BBM, Instagram, such-and-such. But people think too simply. If social media never existed, people will still send letters. And a long-distance-relationship couple would miss the feel of missing, I guess. If social media never existed, close friends would not feel so far until they need to send greeting from Facebook saying HBD. WUATB. If social media never existed, Christmas would bring back the happiness to kids. At least, there's something that they think going to come: christmas cards. If social media never existed, the virus of "Valentine sucks" or "Sucklentine" would not spread this easy throughout singles. If social media never existed, you would have to come and approach the birthday boy/girl only to say "Happy birthday". Because that'd be the sweetest thing in the world. 

Greet and treat people as if you have a chance to sail over their hearts. Greet and treat people as if you want to be greeted and treated.

Source: private doc.

Kamis, 13 September 2012

Two and Working for Both

Right! There are two blogs I manage right now. You can visit my first blog if you'd like to, http://andityaexplorer.blogspot.com/ :-) How this one was made is due to school assignment I can't barely deny. I had to. But soon I'm wondering if I can fill the posts in English, that would be a nice thought. So this one will go globally and people do not have to filter whether this going to fit their mastery of English or not. Besides, I will not abandon my first blog. I'm going to work on two. So you guys (who know me well), feel free to visit two of my blogs, give comments (I'd be glad. :D), and probably suggest what posts I should write.

"WORDS WILL FLY BUT SCRIPT REMAINS."

Don't you think so?

That is why I love writing.

Source: deviantart.com