Senin, 23 Oktober 2017

Better That We Break

Have you ever run from something which makes you sad all the time? Have you ever wanted something which is not destined for you to have? What if something that you really want is the thing that makes you sad? What would you do?
Well, me. I have that kind of experience. This story might break your heart, or mine over and over. But I’d rather face it than living the dream.
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“This is a joke, right? He’s not coming here. It’s 5 already. Maybe I should go home, but… Well, I think 10 more minutes.”
            Ten minutes of torture began. Stupid me! I tried to keep calm as I pretended that I did not do something in vain. Besides, he always comes. That is a part of our promise. I looked at the sky to distract my mind of him, but that only made me think more about him. I began to bite my nails, feeling insecure. Then, I took a deep breath and counted to ten.
            When I opened my eyes, “oh… I guess he is busy.” I stood up, and looked back.
            He smiled flawlessly near a tree. He waved his hands. Just perfect like an angel. My heart sunk.
            “You? How long you’ve been there?” I asked a bit angrily to him.
            “Ummm… 20 minutes ago I guess.” He grinned and walked toward the bench.
            “What? You make me wait for 20 minutes?”
            He laughed and said, “It’s fun to see you act like that.”
            “I am not acting.” Then, I sat again and made a duck face.
            “Don’t be mad. Next time I won’t do it. I promise. This is the first and the last.”
            “I thought you won’t come.”
            “No way! I never break a single promise, and coming here is part of my promise. If I can’t come, I will tell you.”
            “I know.”
            He smiled and said, “That’s my Lissy! Little sister!” Then, stroke my hair.
            That is right. Apparently, I will always be his little sister. There is no chance for me to be anything better than that. I am always going to wait, listen to nothing to say. Eyes and ears are for him, but not the heart.
            We have been friends for about three years. Our friendship is very special since he is not only acting as my friends, but also as my guardian angel. That is true. No exaggeration.
Our first meeting was at high school. A girl (I’m not supposed to call her my friend) and an (now) ex friend bullied me in front of other friends. She accused me of saying something bad about her, and using my (now) ex friend to sort of defend her. It was two against one, and I am still a junior back then. I cried. That was really embarrassing. However, he came. He was a sophomore at that time, so he was older than the girl and my (now) ex friend.
            “I don’t know what is happening here, but I now see a girl is crying, and I don’t like that.” he came from behind of me and said that to them.
            “It’s none of your business.” said the girl.
            “It is my business since there’s a boy acting cowardly in the middle of you girls.”
            “What did you say?” my (now) ex friend said.
            “I’ll make sure you’ll regret it if you two mess with this girl again. Let’s go!” he grabbed my hand and pulled me away from them. I looked at his tall body and his black short wavy hair. I am sure that every girl will fall for what just happened with me. No kidding, he is so, I don’t know the best word to say it, but he is the person God choose for me to be my protector. A superhero? Yes, my superhero.
            He smiled at me and that felt very warm inside my heart. It felt like the butterflies in my stomach were moving when he did that. I am sure that time my face was looking very bad, and my ugly curly hair was not even tidy. I bet that was why he smiled.
            From that time, we became good friends to each other. I am obviously in love with him, but not for him. I always get to watch his back with another girl. That is frustrating to be the only one having this kind of feeling, but yeah, that is okay as long as he is happy.
            Okay, I admit. It is hard. It is a very bullshit thing when you said that you will do everything for someone you love as long as he/she is happy. It hurts so much till it is hard to even just breathe properly. It feels like my heart is torn apart every time he posts something with his girlfriend. But, what can I do? I can’t just go away, or even confess my feeling. Both of the choices are killing me. It is fine to just shut up and go on.
            After he graduated, he promised to see me once in every month every afternoon at the park near the school. My favorite place. He had to move to Los Angeles to pursue his education in the UCLA. Me? I am waiting and will always be at Phoenix, our hometown. It has been six months, and he always keeps his promise. I know it will not last forever. He will give up someday, and whether I am ready or not, that I wouldn’t know.
            People said that it is hard to maintain a long distance relationship, but for a long distance friendship… it is not that hard. I mean, you don’t have to call your friend everyday right? Well, he called me every week for 10-15 minutes. Mostly he talked about his day and his girlfriend. They are having a real long distance relationship, and he always complains about that. He said that it’s hard. Yeah it is.
            “You look skinnier. Did you eat well?” asked him breaking the silence between us.
            “Uh? Do I look skinnier? I don’t think so. I eat very well.” I lied.
            “Don’t lie. What’s the matter with you?”
            “Nothing. Why did you ask that kind of question?”
            “You never eat well when you got something that bothers your mind. It’s like your appetite disappear “puff” just like that.” he made a disappearance gesture with his hands.
            “Oh, really? I don’t realize that.” I grinned.
            “Hey..” he touched my chin and moved it towards him and said, “Tell me!”
            My heart skipped a beat. I tried not to look directly into his eyes. “Should I tell him? Yes! It’s time! I have to tell him.” I told myself to calm me down.
            I looked away from him and took a deep breath. After that, I stared at him and tried to spill a word, but my tongue felt sort of bitterness. I cleared my throat and said, “Sean, I think that it’s better for us not to see each other anymore.”
            I saw his smile disappeared. “What? What do you mean?”
            “I think we should stop being friends.”
            “What are you saying? I don’t understand. Why? Did I do something wrong?”
            “Maybe we better off this way, Sean.”
            “Can you please tell me the reason on why you act like this?” he began frustrated.
            I looked at the blue sky and it short of told me that my life was going to be that blue. However, I had to do it. I could not be this stupid girl who wants a werewolf to imprint on her and hoping that he will love her for the rest of her life. I do not even have the right to just dream about it. I had to let him go.
            “You and I, we look at the same sky and breathe the same air, but you know what? I think it’s time for you to live your live and I’ll live mine.” My tears dropped. I saw he opened his mouth to ask me another question, but I stopped him and said, “Sean, from the first moment I saw you, that day when you help me from the biggest embarrassment in my life, my heart fall for you. Everything about you. Your smile, your voice, your tall body, even your silly black wavy hair. They are all my favorite. But you never felt the same way. And that hurts, Sean. It hurts so much, till it is hard to just… to just think that I am sane. It becomes harder every day, and that makes me not fine.”
            “Elizabeth…I…”
            “It’s not for you to decide what I am going to do. Don’t even talk right now, because I am afraid that even your voice might change my mind. So please, just hear what I say. Sean, I always wonder why you won’t look at me. Why there’s always other woman. It makes me think that I am not good enough. It makes me sad. So freaking sad. If only you would know how sad I am every week when I heard your story about this other woman, that other woman. I can’t do that anymore, Sean. I am done. It is better off for us to stop being friends, because at the first place I can’t do it. I can’t be your friend because I’m in love with you. Very madly deeply in love with you.”
            I stopped talking because I began to cry very hard. Sean looked at me, but could not say any word. I guess he never expect I would say that kind of thing to him. But then, he turned his back and said, “Go on, cry at my shoulder.” I hugged him and began to cry as hard as I could. “I am so stupid, Sean. I should not love you like this. I should not have this kind of feeling. I should have known that you’re too good to come true. Now, I have to let you go, and it makes me even sadder.”
            He turned his back, hugged me, and stroke my hair. “Are you done? Can I say something right now?”
            “No.”
            “Lizzy…”
            “No, don’t say a thing. Don’t say anything, Sean. It’ll make me worse.”
            “Lizzy, I’ll do whatever makes you happy. So, if going apart from me makes you happy, then I’ll do it. I am sorry for making you feel this awful thing. I am very sorry. It was a very great time to have you always listens to my story. You should know that it breaks my heart too, Lizzy. But I can’t let you be sad like this just because of me. I am not worth it. I know you don’t want to hear any word from me because whatever I say will only make you sad. I am sorry. If you think that it’s better for us to break, then it is. It’s not just you that have to let go of something. Me too. I’ll let you go, Lizzy.” He hugged me tighter.
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That time, I knew that it’s over between us. Having him is a dream come true, but the truth is, a dream will always be a dream. I can’t have something which is too good to be true because that would be a fantasy. And a fantasy does not exist in the real world. The best thing to do is to realize and live through the reality. I am not running from something, but I am living the truth. The fate I have to live. Not being with him.
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Jumat, 09 Juni 2017

End Song Credit of Everybody Wants Some!! Lyrics



Kenny Roper:
I'm Rope a Dope
A proud Cherokee
I stay busy chopping girls' cherry trees
I'll show you my buns if the booze is free
Hands on the wheel
and fondue my cheese
Hey, ladies
please pass me another
I'm not a rubber lover glover
I don't need no love buffer
I'ma do like Pete Ward
and go undercover
Make a sister leave a brother
We goin' make a little trouble

Glen McReynolds:
(EXHALES)
You're the new guy?

Dale Douglas:
Dale Douglas!
Flier than a Cutlass Supreme
Southeast Texas Cherokees
We the team
Finn, me, and Coma
We got Mac in between
Number one position players
Make these girls wanna scream
Wakin ' up in a dream
Lucid so sweet
We make you toothless
To put it plain and simple
We the cream of the crop
Cherokees are never leavin '
the top... Douglas

Charlie Willoughby:
My name is Willoughby
I know the master plan
I got the sun and the stars
In the palm of my hand
Carl Sagan knows the universe is eternal
I'm gonna burn this down
till my brain's a kernel

Finnegan:
Dr. Finnegan, so epicurean
Indulge in the BMOC
There's only one thing bigger than my IQ
And it stops around my knee
Let me drop a Finnegism 
and make a Finnegasm
Expand the universe
Make it shudder and spasm
'Cause when you party like a savage
Speak like a poet
You cha-chao
before you even know it

Alex Brumley:
Hey, guys
The name's Alex Brumley
I'm gonna break it to you fresh
All the guys around here punch me
'Cause they know that I'm the best
It's my first days of college
I'm just trying to fit in
So won't you come with me
and please be my friend?
- Please?

Nesbit:
- Brumley, shut the fuck up!
Now, I'm Nesbit
No shame with no game
I'm throwing money down the drain  like no thing
The best in a-gambling
Nesbit's a-rambling
Submarine pitch
And the Mac can't handle it
Cherokee chow Coo-coo-capow
in Texas With the cactus and cows
Amityville? More like Amity-vile 
Sick to the bone
but we come with style

Coma:
So they call me Coma
Told the girl "hop on"
Throwing cheers to my boys
'Cause I'm a superstitious fella
Known to get a little drunk
But I'm here to make some noise

Jay Niles:
Master plan for a higher man
Do it all wrong
Don't fuck it up  to make it all right
Drink my cup
Schlon as long as the Nile's bong
Hit it, bitch, I'm 95 strong
I'm the raw dog 
 Rawest of raw
Four screwdrivers
One fat straw, baby!

Tyrone Plummer:
My name's Tyrone
but they call me Plum
I call the whole game
but they call me dumb
Beer for breakfast
My Cap'n Crunch
Spread your girl's legs
and then I have lunch

Billy Autrey aka Beuter Perkins:
Well, hey, oh, hey
This will make your day
Boy, they call me Billy A
I like to chew and a-spit
And throw a ball a little bit
Boy, you better stay out of my way

Jake Bradford:
Enough with that, Jake here
Just a chill dude
I'll sweep you off your feet
No need to be crude
If I sense any question
I'll put you to the test
If it's a crime to be sexy
then you're under arrest

- You talkin' to me?
- No, can't you see?
-Well, who you talking to?
-Uh, dude, not you
Billy Autrey aka Beuter Perkins:
Well, okay, dude, you kinda rude
I ain 't really a fan of that attitude

Jake Bradford:
As I was saying before Billy interrupted
We just having good times, baby
Nothing too corrupted
If you need a little insight on who I am
Let me break it down for you
right now with my jam 
Unlike Finn I don't drop to the knee
'Cause I got a bigger secret
I drop to my feet
I'm the kinda guy
that'll meet you after class
Take pride in my pitching
Like Rope and his ass
Now, come over here
with those luscious thighs
I'll make you feel loved
while Willy's getting high



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[a poem] I wish I could



I wish I could forget the pain
But then I got nothing to memorize
I wish I could stop the rain
But then people won’t eat rice

I wish I could stop the hate
So then toleration exist
I wish being different is a faith
So then argumentation can resist

I wish I could stop faking
So then I can be me
I wish I could stop crying
So then I can be happy

I wish I have someone
But then I realize I have none
To give me the shoulder to cry, just one
To be there when I’m down, but none

I wish I can be happy, happiest happy
But then I realize it is life
I wish at least I was happy
But then I think again I’m just survive


Hey, yo... so happy to share my thought. Really, I wish I never have to say I wish. Thank you for spending your precious time to read this.  Once again, do you want to wish me luck for the exam coming of my sixth semester in my college? You do?! Thank you.
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Sabtu, 20 Mei 2017

"Happiness only real when shared."



Hello there,
I recently watched a very….(I don’t know any comparison for the word GREAT, AMAZING, and so on and so on, because English is not my mother tongue)  AMAZINGLY GREAT. Well, apparently every time I see a movie and it touch the core of my heart, I would call it great, but this one is different. Not in the way I like The Social Network, for its marvelous way of telling a story, not in the way I love La La Land for the best soundtrack movie I’ve ever heard, not in the way I love Hacksaw Ridge for introducing me for such a great actor like Andrew Garfield, but it’s like in the way of…. I think philosophical thought that I got after watching the movie. Like when I watch Spotlight, or Lincoln, anything that has a slight of trueness in it. Still, my favorite movie is (500) Days of Summer (with LOTS OF REASONS), but really… I need to let this out.
                Of course, as always, after I watched a movie, I would always surf to iMDb.com to gain some information about the movie. Actors, crew, trivia, goofs, and the comments from other watchers, and it made me want to know even more about the guy named Chris aka Alex in the movie. So, I surfed more and found the article about what really cause him to die, and I also read the differences of the movie and the book. Well, the information was enough for me to learn something. Before I decided to write this thought that I have about this movie, I watched it a second time, and I cried (again).
                Why?
                Well, first of all, like Chris, I like the idea of being lonely. Like Chris, I also wonder why people are hurting each other. Like Chris, I think, I gave up on love (well, it’s really to say it, but I use the phrase “I think, so, anyway)
                I am a girl who will always believe in God and worship Him (I hope) because I am afraid of Him and I believe with life after death. So, when I also have that same kind of problem as Chris has with his parents, the different think is that, I stick to God, and I think that it’s gonna be alright.
It really touched my heart, when I discovered that Chris and I are really much alike. You know, I was really thinking about the idea of being alone, because parents, friends, boyfriend, anything, hurt. I was so afraid about the future. I am afraid that I would disappoint my parents, friends, and God. Maybe, I am going to do the same thing as Chris did if I did not watch this movie, shutting myself from society.
Even though my parents make me cry a lot of times, I would still consider them as the best parents, well because I have no other parents. I tried to be what they want. You know, what parents do not realize is that they can crush their kids to pieces. Just like Chris. Just like me. If only I could hate them, but I can’t because I love God, and God forbid me to hate my own parents. I am not asking for a better one, anyway.  I thank God, because I can learn something from them.
But then, this line makes me realize “HAPPINESS ONLY REAL WHEN SHARED.” I don’t know if the real Chris thinks that way. I don’t even know if he is guilty for his decision to leave. However, that line, got me thinking that yes, Chris (in the movie) was wrong which means, I might be wrong either.
It might be wrong to think that being alone is better that getting hurt from the society. Every man needs a company. Only God who could stand on his own, but man, they need somebody.
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