glee: graduation
we’re gonna sit here. and we’re gonna let go. and let the universe do it things. and if we are meant to be together, then we are gonna be together.-Finn Hudson
why be frightened of being who you are?
i always love this post with title “date a girl who read”. i might be not a fiction fan. i used to read something more fact, news, etc. i dont know who Neruda, Cumming, etc. but i love this post. it’s beautifully written.
my favorite part:
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
from http://madsilence.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/date-a-girl-who-reads-by-rosemarie-urquico/
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
chat with friends
it was a nice day when we sitting under trees me and my friends talking about love. my friends open up conversation with the girl that they want is beautiful but not too much beauty. a simple beauty.
then, suddenly, the conversation jumt to characteristic. what kind of chriteria that they want. i observe some answer this whole semester: some want someone with their own tribe, some want their lover to be smarter than them, some want their partner to be able to play music, some want beauty, some want personality, some want money, some want religion, some want only particular man/woman, some want sporty one, etc.
what i am trying to say is, somehow we live in era when media can influence your decision. how film create your imagination how great man or women is. media create standar of beauty through their models.
since we were kids disney show that if you sing and dancing then you gonna find love. even if there is one problem from witch with evil intention, at the end of the day you gonna live hapilly ever after.
i can’t totally say that this optimism is wrong. but, somehow we life in unrealistic expectation. i don’t blame people because sometimes, i still do.
Mr. Darcy
Mr. Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you... I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.
Elizabeth Bennet: I don't understand.
Mr. Darcy: I love you.
Mr. Darcy: You must know... surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I'd scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
improve
hello
it’s kinda annoying lately hear critics. i may not as innocence when i talk. being powerful high pitch speaker might not accepted as a sweet girl. i might not nationalist and saying that this country are beautiful and government are enemy. i might not go down the street and yelling in representative house. my culture might not so java so i don’t have much batik and wear batik. i am ambitious and not everyone in indonesia agree to be ambitious because in indonesia this is not polite. maybe i am bread winner, i am have ambition in wealth. i sometimes speak english verbally and use to write in english.
that’s how people see me lately. i am not mad. most of them are my friend who say so. but i never had a chance to do clarification. because i actually fell something, i don’t know how to explain verbally. but it doesnt feel right.
so let me get this straight. and see this from my prespective. i think everyone have ambition, but in indonesia is not oke to talk about this. many polite people in indonesia and they really good using bahasa indonesia to show their idea about country and critisism to legitimate goverment in a grand way, poeple admire her/him. but they don’t have ambition for their country. they did nothing but only talking.
but, why people can make fun of your puchsing power and how you allocate the money. when you say you wanna be rich, people say i am “mata duitan”. but i challenge them to live without money. can you?
since 1998 people do demonstration but is there anything change? how can you expect different result with same efford? people can still love their country with many way right. being entrepreneur, musician, actress, etc.
one said that i am not nationalist that i dont wear batik. but how if you see from the prespective that indonesia is not only batik? if you represent indonesia with batik is indonesia or specific place in indonesia.
my point is. in the time like now when people is living in complexcity you can’t patronize that the way you see people. nationalism can’t be measure by demonstration, batik, and use bahasa indonesia all the time.
awkward
awkward moment when you don’t know how to call you ex. whether it’s kamu-aku. gue-elo. nama-nama. or your special nick name for each other. like sayang, sugar, yank, papi-mami, pipi-mimi, etc. and it’s quite awkward that you realize that everything is finally over. haha…
trust
why in business, in college task, in magazine management, and so on they really embrace team work in order to succeed. most of organization not succeed because of individual intelegent, their financial capital, or their strategy.
a weak team can be succesful if there’s faith that one to other member are support each other. somehow in team you have so many ideas while you can have 1 as decision. but the solid team member have to switch to 1 idea even if contradict their idea.
trust is an energy. energy that you give to people that you trusted. that’s how you can make turn an ordinary business presentation into extra ordinary. that’s makes a speech from Marthin Luther King, Jr speech about promise land is so powerful, because so many people trust him. many peopla are good in hooking up words but if no one believe in him, maybe he’s not that good.
mengeluh
saya rasa semua orang harus mengeluh untuk menjaga kewarasannya. ada yang mengeluh melalui facebook, twitter, blog, langsung kepada teman, dll. ada juga yang mengeluh kepada tuhan.
saya pribadi masih mengeluh. tidak mungkin selamanya mengeluarkan sikap optimis melalu tulisan di twitter ataupun saat berbicara dengan teman saya. terkadang ada rasa pesimis yang mengganjal yang harus di ceritakan.
saya biasanya mengeluhkan hal-hal kecil seperti dingin, sariawan, dll kepada teman-teman biasa, mengeluhkan hal-hal yang lebih personal kepada teman-teman dekat saya, dan hal-hal besar kepada tuhan saya. karena saya rasa hanya tuhan yang bisa menampung pikiran manusia yang kompleks.
selama kuliah saya jarang mengeluh kepada orang tua. hanya beberapa kali saya mengeluh karena mereka punya hak untuk tau. saya merasa tidak sampai hati menceritakan keluh kesah saya.
satu hal yang saya percaya dari dulu adalah semua orang punya tipe masalahnya masing-masing dan sama beratnya. hanya berbeda tipe masalah. beberapa mungkin lahir dengan masalah keuangan, beberapa mungkin tidak punya orang tua, dll. saya menyukai analogi buku “cacing dan kotoran kesayangannya” bahwa orang kaya mungkin beruntung di finansial tetapi kesepian setengah mati karena selalu berada di lingkungan orang-orang yang profit oriented. orang miskin mungkin selalu bermasalah dalam memenuhi kebutuhan sehari-hari tapi hidup dengan tetangga yang menyenangkan.
yang saya ingin jelaskan adalah kaya atau miskin/cantik atau jelek/pintar atau tidak pintar semua ada penderitaannya masing masing. mungkin saat kamu miskin dan berubah kaya penderitaan tetap ada. bedanya kamu meng-upgrade penderitaan si miskin menjadi penderitaan si kaya.
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