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get to know me. you'll be surprised.

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It feels like I’m losing an old friend.

[sam-i-am-1989]

By far the most heart wrenching but also the most incredibly wonderful and powerful part of this concert for Chester Bennington is how they handled Numb.

The band played and a spotlight shown on a microphone stand, all alone. The band didn’t sing. But the crowd picked up the words and sang the song, and it only grew more powerful with each moment.

This was by far the best tribute the band could have given: no one could do that song justice without Chester, so they gave it to the fans.

Rest In Peace, Chester. Thank you for your music, it helped keep me alive.

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Alone Time is Underrated!

Guys, it’s 2017. It’s not weird or pathetic if a woman likes to spend her free time alone. Why does it have to be such a big deal?

I like to spend my time alone. It doesn’t mean I don’t like to have friends. I just don’t like to be around them sometimes. Well, not entirely true. It depends on the mood, really. But the point is, I’m not pathetic if I choose to spend my late afternoon to, say, watch a movie to a theater by myself. I enjoy it, therefore I do it.

It’s not like everyday, every hour, every minute I spend all alone. It’s just really annoying to be mocked by people when they heard I did things by myself. The things they say were not true, but they sometimes hurt. See, I currently don’t have a boyfriend, so they told me the reason that I do things alone is just because I don’t have someone to do things with. Then they give advice I so not need: find a man. Screw it. I don’t need a man. If I need one, I’m gonna get one.

I just like to think that doing things alone means I don’t need anyone’s help. Sure, I can always ask, but if I can do it by myself, why ask somebody else to do it. I’m independent. I don’t like to bother people with my things, I don’t like bother people with my problems. They’re mine and mine to solve.

People said that it’s sad that I like to go home early after a long day of work, curled up on my bed, binge-watch my favorite TV series instead of spend my time mingling with people, have dinner with friends, window-shop at the mall. It’s not sad, it just means that I cherish my own time, I earn it.

People said that it’s pathetic that I sometimes go to the movies alone. It’s not, because I don’t like depending my movie preference to someone else’s. And most of the times my movie preferences are different from my friends’. So why force them to watch what they don’t like when I can watch them myself? Also, it’s a social experiment. You should try it sometimes.

You see, I can always be with my friends or be with my family, whenever I want. I love them. But if my mind and heart say to have my own time, I’d listen. Because I love me first. And I want me to be happy.

If I’m not making any sense, just remember that I write this in the middle of the night. But if you’re smart, you’ll get my point.

Cheers!

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my mom was talking about how she didn’t like a series of unfortunate events that much because it falls into the “adults are stupid” trope which she doesn’t think is realistic and i… really just don’t know how to explain to her that the point isn’t that adults are stupid, it’s that children don’t get listened to. some of the adults in the series are actually very smart, their problem is that even the good and decent adults in the series seem to staunchly refuse to believe the baudelaire children are just as smart as they are, or that they may know what they’re talking about, out of the sheer fact that the baudelaire children are children. it isn’t always a story of “adults are stupid, kids are smart, kids rule, adults suck,” it’s a story of “children are often mistreated or taken advantage of or at the very least condescended to, and don’t get their voices heard because adults don’t trust them enough to validate a child saying they are in an unfair or even abusive situation”

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Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need. First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind’s way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door. Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying ‘time heals all wounds’ is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door. Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told.

Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind (via wordsnquotes)

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The Unintended yet Educational Encounter with Stranger

I always like meeting new people. Be it fellow Indonesians, fellow business person, or even foreigners. My favorite is speaking with foreigners. I get to improve my second language ability, get to improve my confidence in speaking with them. Also foreigners tend to speak freely, with no care about what others might think. They speak freely, and I love to speak freely too. I have several chances to speak with foreigners, most of them are Americans, some of them are Europeans and Australians.

My recent encounter with a foreigner was roughly a week ago, while I was on a vacation with my family. It was a worth-to-remember encounter, because it was the most memorable, the most educational rendezvous with a stranger that I’ve ever experienced in my life. Without naming names (partly because I can’t hardly remember his name, and yes I felt bad about it), it was all started when he asked for my help to book ticket for a train trip. Also without getting in too deep into the detail, after I helped him we got to talk a little. By ‘a little’ I really mean ‘talked until we ran out of things to talk about’. It says a lot since we covered a lot of things to talk about, from our beliefs in God, to the best country he visited, to the most tolerant country, to how bad the transportation was in Indonesia, and then the discussion led to what do we do for a living. Always an interesting thing to discuss, right? At least for me it is.

I then discovered he was in an IT business, the hottest business in this era. Then it all started to make sense how he can managed a 6 month work and a 6 month travelling. He surely can afford it, right, he’s in an IT industry, the hottest and the greenest (green as in “money-green”) industry in this time! He also asked me about what I do for a living, such a mistake he made, because I answered it with such a long answer, just like a business marketer tried to pitch their business. Being a gentleman that he is, he listened patiently and intently as I kept rumbling on and on about the ups and downs in clothing business, about how I decided to do it in the first place, about the obstacles I faced since I first started. Since he is a certified businessman (I guess), I supposed it was only fair to asked his opinion about my business, and it was worth the time I spent talking all night long with him. We started to discuss everything, from the term “barriers to entry”, in which we agreed that clothing industry has none barriers whatsoever, which started to another discussion about how easy it is to starts a clothing company and how easy it is to destroys it.

We also discussed about how one clothing brand should have a competitive advantage and value added to its products in order to “make it” in the industry. This statement stunned me the most, because after all this time, I still haven’t quite figured out the competitive advantage in my brand. He asked me about it, and I responded with “I still have no idea” which I’m sure made me like an idiot to him.

So, to sums it up, why I write this story is because this particular encounter makes me, to this day, reevaluate the steps I should take to expand my company and how to make it better. It is a good thing for me, because before this, I started to lose interest in what I do. And also to tell you to not be afraid to talk to strangers, because you might not know how interesting it would be.

Cheers and have a good day!

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Ode to the Best Band in The World

A friend of mine once told me to write more on my tumblr page. Okay. Let’s see if he noticed.

Let’s begin my first and might be my last post in 2016 with my experience watching the best band in the world, Coldplay.

So I watched their concert two weeks ago in Melbourne. I was never been a die hard fan of the band. I was only aware of them, aware of their songs, aware that they were pretty awesome. I grew up listening to their songs, I just never paid any extra attention to them. I only planned on watching them because whenever I watched their concert on youtube, it looked so awesome, it looked alive. I wanted to experience that on my own, that vibe I got just from watching from my phone screen. Also I wanted to make my friends jealous. Yes, I’m petty like that.

It was a stadium concert. It was big. It was packed with people. It’s uncommon for bands to have a sold out concert in a stadium, but they’re done it already, most of their stadium concerts were sold out. It wasn’t that surprising really, the set of the concert was amazing. I was promised a life-changing concert, and they sure were delivered.

It was the greatest moment of my life thus far. Their songs were great, the concert overall was brilliant. I enjoyed myself watching them. I was lost listening to them. The band, the lighting, the sound, the stage, the visual works, the fireworks, the confetti, the balloons; they all blended together perfectly. Oh, also the xylobands, which was the highlight of the show, literally. Most artists / bands save fireworks for their big exits, not Coldplay. They literally went on stage with a bang. They threw out fireworks and confetti throughout the show. At the beginning, middle, and the end of the show. They didn’t hold anything back. Have I told you that it was the greatest moment of my life? It was also the best concert I have ever went to. THE. BEST.

The picture is the best that I took. Sorry for the no face treatment, Chris. I only aimed to get a good look of Guy. Like most girls do. I’m sure you understand.

Mind you, I’ve been to a lot of concerts in my life. But what Coldplay did / do to me before, during, and after their concert is like no other. The aftermath of their show is so strong. It’s been two weeks and I still can’t move on. I’m still listening to their music on repeat. I’m starting to watch their interviews on youtube in various talk shows. I’m starting to read every articles about them, about their songs, stories behind their albums. I’m also starting to notice their frontman, Chris Martin. The perfect Chris Martin. The hottest of the hots. The handsomest of them all.

His charisma is just too much. His force is just too much for me to handle. It becomes my obsession to know about what he’s doing, what the band is doing, who he’s dating, is there any chance for me to date him, is there any way for him to notice me; that sort of illogical things are in my head right now. I really need another things for me to think about so I can get rid of that obsession. God help me.

Well, to sums it up, Coldplay really deserves to be the best band, the most powerful band in the world right now. And I will never regret having this experience: watched them live, screamed their names out loud, sing their songs non stop, listen to their music, keep up with their schedule, have this irrational obsession, constantly dreaming about them (well, only Chris) every night. I will definitely never regret it.

Thank you, Coldplay. You guys really are the best.

[lvvvtsss]

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@mybuttonpatch at Lookfest 2015. All done thanks to all of you! Thank you! 😘 . #buttonpatch

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Happy 💞 . #friends #bridesmaids #utiadjiewedding

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It's official! Come and join us! #Repost from @ootdssfw --- Our street will be packed with premium streetwear, @mybuttonpatch is one of them, come and see for yourself their statement towards urban street fashion on Bunker Area Trans Studio Bandung from 27-28/2 and 1/3 2015!

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Kehidupan di pasar perkotaan sore hari ini. #market #farmersmarket #bandung #indonesia

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A beautiful sight. Happy new year! #beach #indrayanti #scenery #indonesia

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Well, not work crush. But still..

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Imagine life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The balls are called work, family, health, friends, and integrity. And you're keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four balls - family, health, friends, integrity - are made of glass. If you drop one of these, it will be irrevocably scuffed, nicked, perhaps even shattered. And once you truly understand the lesson of the five balls, you will have the beginnings of balance in your life.

Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas (2001) - James Patterson

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My favorite colors and places all in one sight. Photo credit: @hilmanhornet #beach #ocean #uphill #indonesia

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Found this pretty secluded but not quite untouchable beach in West Java. Didn't know this beauty is pretty close from home. #beach #hindiocean #indonesia