December 27, 2010

Galán

This picture was taken by me. That one is my lipstick. :)

What would you do?
When every humans that ever meet you says that you are not that beautiful?
When you thinks that you are not enough attractive?
When you thinks that your smile is not as nice as you thought before?
in other words, you realized, that you are an ugly girl.
Nothing can change it..
What would you do to forget all about that?

December 21, 2010

Take the step

This pict was taken by me, a long time ago.

I knew that you stared at me for a little long. And I'm busy pretending to not see you back, keeps my smiles for myself.
I'm not ready yet. I'm not ready to know you more. To walk beside you.
Maybe I'm not brave enough.
Maybe I'm scared.
Maybe, you just my 'maybe'...

December 15, 2010

Someone

"The Shadow" is taken by me

Tonight the rains fall down.
I don’t know why, maybe because the premenstrual syndrome, or anything that pissed me off, I was crying.
The fear just came to my mind, and I’m feeling upset.
I thought that I do really need someone to talk to.
Someone who listen everything that comes out of my mind.
Someone who does not tell me advices for what I feel.
Someone who says everything will be fine for me.
Someone who says it’s okay to be afraid and scared.
Someone who says I’ll be there for you when you fall down.
Someone who says I won't let you down.
Yeah, someone who give me a hand to hold on to.
Maybe I just need someone.

December 13, 2010

Evasion

That picture was taken by me, just now.

I just have to put on a cynical face, turned around when I saw you, and tried to not having a conversation with you. Just that simple ways. And you will go.
From my dream.
From my mind.
and from my heart.
Cause I can't handle it anymore, so I give it up.
I'm waving the white flag.

December 12, 2010

Flower, Woman, and Feminism

This photo was taken and edited by me

Last Monday, my lecturer asked me to representing myself. And my first answer is: I am a woman. He told my class, for me, a gender is an important thing, maybe. Indirectly, yes. I want to be respected as a woman. An independent woman who can pay the bills by herself.
Maybe some people will think that I'm one of the front row from feminism-side. Born as a girl, yeah, of course I supports that side. The equality of gender.
I have my own thinks and perspective bout it, and what people thinks bout mine doesn't matter for me, anyway. They may have their own opinions, and so do I. :)

December 03, 2010

A Pandora Box


You come. Then you leave me, with this damn feeling. Somehow, when I walked beside you, seeing your smiling face and laughing for me, I wondering have you ever considering the situation we had? You are telling me your stories and I will listening, smiling, and giving you a cynical answer.
I just feels, that it's too much for us. I can't handle it anymore. Always be there when you need me, when you need someone to talk to, when you need someone to walk with. Even you do not realized it. But hell yeah, I was be there for you.
But, I don't think my eyes can hide it more, hiding my feeling for you. I don't want to you look deeply into my eyes, and find it out.
I know well, that this feeling is forbidden for us.
A Pandora box.

Monday: HIV/AIDS World Day

"3 red ribbons" is taken and edited by me

It has been 3 days more and my wifi is such an idiot. I can't posting my new pictures and stories too. Anyway, late Monday was HIV/AIDS World Day. Many organizations at my university doing a great events, mostly they give us red ribbons. You know that symbol rite? I asked it one for myself. :)
But, seeing that symbol on my clothes and everywhere at my faculty, I asked myself. Do I have something to do to help against HIV/AIDS? Do I really care bout that virus? It's not about put on your red ribbon and do nothing than it. When you putting on that red ribbon, it means you are really 'care' bout that issue. Care, in this perspective, is you do something. Do you? especially, do I?

Coki, my friend, with his red ribbon, you can put it on everywhere! :)