Minggu, 24 Februari 2013

extinct


i want to hide
from everone i know
i want to run away
from everrything i hate
and i want to disappear
from what makes me afraid

Senin, 11 Februari 2013

Kretek dari Jogja


Oleh-oleh dari Jogja, Kretek dan Kertas nya







Greetings from Gingy


"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas..
Just like the ones I used to know..
Where the treetops glisten,
And children listen..
To hear sleigh bells in the snow"
 (White Christmas)

Let's make a cup of tea, Tea-Time Buddy!

Mencoba mengisi blog ini dengan hal yang menyenangkan dan berguna, kenapa nggak kepikiran yaa masukin beberapa koleksi hasil jepretan sendiri - foto  kemasan - yang juga bisa dinikmati semua orang? :)

dimulai dari ini ya,
oleh-oleh dari negeri singa.
Saya sangat terperanjat dan kagum melihat aneka kemasan  teh ini,
mungkin efek yang timbul bagi saya bukanlah jadi ingin menyeduhnya,
tapi justru jadi ingin membuat sebuah lemari / rak kayu yang akan menjadi tempat
saya untuk memajang semua kemasan ini. selamat terperanjat ya :)


Bayangkan, jika saya membeli sekotak teh seharga kurang lebih Rp.169.000 (hitungan kurs dolar singapur 7.800) hahahahaha.




Jadi pilih teh yang mana? :)



Peaceful


(afternoon mood):
when the skies aren't blue, nor black.
it's the magic hour,
i slowly walk through the road.
smelling the trees,
watching the birds flies and hanging on the branch,
and feeling the wind.

and where is it end?
to the most beautiful place..

HEAVEN
:)




moo-ney


so hard to get,
and so easy to let go.

it's ticking


so, is this the time?
for them to step on a higher stairs? 
as i watch them laugh and show a big smile,
just like having a happy ending in every kids fairytale.
 
and then,
its ended up with  questions.
"when will be mine?"
"Will i be happy and laugh out loud, just like them?"
"Was it right to believe?"
"Why there is no clue in here?"

and why am i just sitting here,
making myself  busy counting  thousand stars on my rooftop.
Trying to forget everything.

why am i just  floating all day in a swimming pool,
greeting my Dad and my God,
and tell them how i spent my busy yet unfriendly day.

 why am i just  letting my face touched by the wind,
 with my eyes closed.
and dreaming about being a God. 

so, is this the time?
Time for me to waiting patiently.
and believe that there will  be one beautiful day for me to come.