Travelindreamworld…

adalah orang gila yang saya temukan di penghujung tahun 2011,

katanya..

“aku sibuk, gak ada waktu untuk urusin mama kamu..”

I almost don’t believe that he said this to me. saya ga percaya…

mau solat aja yg banyak ya Allah..

rasanya saya mau nangis lagi…

what things you consider as a home?

or what is a home you called it right now?

this post might contain some anecdotes about HOME. yes, home.indeed or so-kind-of.

for me, home doesn’t need to be luxurious. but it should be fit with myself, where I really belong to. A place where I begin, and perhaps  where I end up. A place that always be my destination while I start my journeys. A place where I don’t need to cover anything about myself, a place where I can lay all day long and not blaming anyone else because I’ve been so lazy and not doing any at all ;P

a home is a place where I stay away from stress, caraziness, of the world..

a place where I can meet my family and him.

It is the things I called ‘home’..

Sometimes we just need to stay away for a while, to get back home.

yes!! totally that’s why I love traveling.

what’s the meaning of travelling?

to unravel a way getting back home. yeah I definitely state traveling is a way to get back home.

as human sometimes we get lost of our direction. probably deficience of courage. not having any passion to do of something. If it is happened, it reminds us that we need to get off works and do TRAVELING! yes, traveling baby.

traveling reminds us that this life is too short to be regretted. there are still sooooooo many things, many things we should pursue and enjoy in our days. remember, we don’t live forever, so let’s make use of our days remain with certain activity that make us alive!

If you feel alive, then it means you are a way getting back home, yes you have found a way getting back home.

sesuatu yang kita sebut rumah, seringkali bukan di tempat yang seharusnya kita sebut rumah. ngerti ga?

bisa saja kita menemukan rumah yang sebenarnya bukan di rumah kita sendiri, yang sehari-hari kita tempati. bisa saja kita menemukan sebuah rumah di tempat nun jauh disana dengan seseorang yang entah siapa.

tapi buat saya, rumah artinya menemukan hakikat keberadaan diri sendiri. buat apa saya hidup, akan kemana hidup saya selanjutnya. Instead of dreaming a high luxurious home, I choose to search a home by myself. what home fits in me soo much.

buat saya, kriteria rumah ga harus mewah, cukup settle sama saya at the first moment, tadaima! saya pulang..

buat saya yang jarang pulang banget, pulang itu jadi suatu kemewahan. berbeda sm teman2 saya yg mungkin tiap hari pulang ke rumah, saya seringkali mati2an nyempet2in pulang ke rumah. bahkan kalau bener2 ga bisa, saya mencari2 ‘rumah’, ya ‘rumah’ yang bisa bikin saya nyaman pas gabisa pulang. atau kalo sudah desperate menganggap sesuatu ‘rumah’ di saat ga ada tempat lain untuk bernaung. hehehe

tapi pengalaman mencari rumah ini telah membuat saya traveling. berkelana ke sana kemari sekadar mencari rumah yang pas di hati. hihi

ternyata oh ternyata, rumah-rumah saya ini dekat di hati jauh di mata. dan terkadang saya bisa dengan cepat nyaman di suatu tempat, jatuh cinta dengan tempat itu, dan keburu menganggap tempat itu rumah.

Kalau saya pergi ke suatu tempat. menetap di sana untuk beberapa waktu, saya bisa merasakan. apakah tempat itu bisa jadi rumah untuk saya atau tidak. ternyata oh ternyata, suatu rumah yang dulunya nyamaaan untuk ditempat, tempat kembali paling oke, bisa jadi    tempat paling menyebalkan bagi saya, saat ‘rumah’ saya yang lain pindah. just like when he went away, at that time Bandung became the most annoying city for me to live a life. but fortunately, my sister is coming to town! yeay I have another new home to live in. tetap sama, tapi ada yang berubah. berbeda menyenangkannya tapi yaa bisa ditempati, hehe.

jadi buat saya, rumah adalah finding the neverland. akan selalu ada tempat yang menyenangkan bersama orang-orang yang menyenangkan juga. that’s why I never  stop to find another new home to live in..

and I really wish that I’m gonna find my new home this year. Amin ya Allah..

Mama , Bapa, Nurul, Rani, Aa.. thank for always providing a home for me..

Love you all always.

Never been thinking that I’ve been so old as 22 years old. aaaah seems like yesterday I was 20, 21, and now 22!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEE!!!!!

Thank you Allah..for the opportunity of this life You’ve had offered me till today.

Thank you.. Thank you Thank you Allah, for always be on my side in wherever, whenever I am.. guide me with pain, happiness, sour, happy, sweet life..

Thank you for giving me such amazing, faithful parents who’ve been soo perfect to me.. They always be the first one who greet me with ‘happy birthday, teteh liaa!’ so lovely ^^

Thank your for giving me such cute, lovely sister who’s saying ‘happy birthday, teteh’ with sillyness..

Thank you for giving me such very loyal best friends who say ‘happy birthday, nuuy’ , although I’m not mention my birthday date on my facebook page ;P

lovely 22, and I love the age, I love the combination of 22..

because 2 always be my favorite number, I don’t know why. maybe people like number 1, but I love number 2, as I love even number rather than odd number. hahhahahahha weird!

beside that, 22 means sacred for me. this age is my prove!

I’ll prove that I will graduate from chemistry in July, going abrod to Japan, get the scholarship for master, becoming mooore mature and study moore passionately. I will be a better moslem too.. I hope I could fullfill my ‘nazaar’ if everything turn to be smooth as my plan arranged.

Bismillah Ya Allah..

Life is sequence of choices.

I have to be more consistence, and not suppose to act like ‘galau’ girl all the time..

yeyeyyeyeyeyeyye onece again,

HAPPY 22 TO MEEE!!!! >O<

Yesterday, I still believe that a miracle will OCCUR to me in the last minute of hope.

but untill now, it hasn’t been showed..just a little bit of hope I doubt it will happen to me.

I’m not so-kinda-people-pessimistic but this is reality!

I don’t get what I really wish for in this life.

okay, this hasnt been over yet, but how do I get myself not to crazy for this unresolved future?

hey someone out there, do you realize that a bit words from you mean a billion hope for my future??

please please please Alllah show me my way.

If I have to SURRENDER for NOW, I will.

but please please please show me the way.

*this phase of life is kinda ******** crazy aaaaaaaaaaaaah