You are special.
Do you know or even notice?
Do you know what make you special?
You are special by the way you lit up your own fire.
By the way you lit up my fire.
By the way you inspire me.
By the way you motivate me.
By the way you never giving up.
Do you know,
Please keep it that way.
And I won’t need more than quality time speaking with you.
‘Cause I know,
You’re the one special and still.
- the undelivered text
- don’t know where you are
- so far away from you
What if the sky smiles to you?
Easy for me.
I will smile back.
I miss it.
I miss to see you sleeping.
Just like that.
It is a personal experience. No scientific experiments were done before. This is how — I think — to reach the deepest stage of sleep: REM (Rapid Eye Movement) Stage — where the dreams happen.
This 7 steps are simple! They always help me sleep and wake up earlier if Ineed to, also help me sleep and wake up late if I want to. Of course, some people have their own ways, so why don’t you share?
=)
P.S.
“When you have a problem, sleep on it.” (anonym)
Together at last
Together forever
For some reasons, I don’t understand your anger…
We’re tying a knot
They never can sever
For some reasons, I just want to see you smile once more…
I don’t need sunshine now to turn my skies to blue
For some reasons, I need more than kisses, hugs or years…
I don’t need anything but you
For having you beside me is just perfect. Always.
I have a fictional character named Sherlock Holmes, a detective made by Sir Conan Doyle. What I admire the most is the way Holmes can guess accurately about the personality of the person he met by a glance.
Funnily, in real life, I often did the same thing…at least tried to do the same thing: guessing anyone’s personality…mostly, when I got bored of waiting in public place.
Usually, I tried to obtain any possible data by the way a person wore any hats, any glasses or contact lenses (what color that he/she chose). What kind of suits that one wore (what brands, what pattern, what color, was there any foldaway, what kind of foldaway, etc.), did one wear any rings, necklaces or another kind of jewels, what kind of gadgets that one used, how the way one walked on the pavement, and more of such things. And how do you know, guessing anyone’s personality is not that simple!
Now, I even try to guess what Holmes (or Sir Conan) usually eats for his breakfast that made him so smart of doing this.
I made any hypotheses, but I never got enough time to proof this with my “specimens”. Most of them were someone I never knew at all, and it discouraged me to even start a conversation. Imagine what one would think (or do) if they knew I watched him/her some minutes before just to proof that he was married and had a car or she had bad taste of clothing.
To understand at what level I am now with this ability, I have tried to guess my girlfriend’s personality by her appearance, pretending that I was a completely stranger. And what the hell! What I guessed is completely different; completely wrong with her real personality (I know my girlfriend very well, pals…)
If I could attend a class that teaches me how to make a snap judgment (not expert judgment) about one’s personality by a glance, I think it would be very exciting! Although I can’t see any advantages of this ability in any office-working life, for now, it would sound so cool if I can say to my sister, “never get so close to your new boyfriend!” and giving her the reason why.
So, if any of you interest to do this guessing-anyone’s personality thing, I would recommend a good book named Blink by Malcolm Gladwell. It is not a detective book, but it teaches us how to make a snap judgment of any situations by a glance (this is more useful than minding anyone’s privacy). If you have finished read it, share your comment please. If you just started to read, well, I hope you enjoy the book!
Look, I’m not quite easy with some photos and some people’s style. Thus, I just want to spit my words, not to force someone to pay enough attention.
After all, this is a independent country I live in.
See? Protect yourself harder, so you won’t hear me saying, “what the f…??” anymore.
When you meet the someone
Who was meant for you
Before two can become one, there’s something you must do
(True Love’s Kiss, OST Disney’s Enchanted)
I recently listen to this song and it made me feel enchanted, really! This song is very beautiful and memorable for me. The movie told the story about Giselle and Prince Edward. Though, they didn’t meet their happy ending together, each of them met their own happy ending.
Anyway, about kiss, Giselle clearly sang that,
I’ve been dreaming of a true love’s kiss
And a prince I’m hoping comes with this
That’s what brings everaftering so happy
That’s the reason we need lips so much
For lips are the only things that touch
So to spend a life of endless bliss
Just find who you love through true love’s kiss
“Just find who you love through true love’s kiss”? Is love that simple? Well, I don’t think so. But it worth a try! 
I find myself agree to an argument, “I prefer to ‘meet a girl, convince myself that we love each other, then share kiss at the end’ to ‘kiss first, then love her’”. Well, most movies I watched do the other way…
And you don’t know why
But you’re dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
(Kiss The Girl, OST Disney’s Little Mermaid)
The second song I listen, Kiss The Girl by Wright. Hahaha… It even encourages a boy to kiss a girl! I really love this song! Too bad I can hardly remember what the movie was about.
Now’s your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
No time will be better
She don’t say a word
And she won’t say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Oh my… These two songs give enough force to make me kiss someone immediately!
Alright, I’ll be back home soon. And I promise I will do it with love.
L.O.V.E.
Long time ago, when I was still on elementary school, I had best friends. It was a beautiful childhood but now I can hardly remember their names. I just remember two kids and one of them is studying at Netherland right now.
When I reached junior high school, I can’t name them as my best friend anymore. Since we were separated by schools, by classes, by teachers, by homework … by almost anything! We couldn’t share times, play and laugh together as before, so…yes, each of us looked for our own best friends. And I found some new best friends in junior high school.
When I reached senior high school, I started to build best-friendship not only with boys, but also with girls! It was fun when I could share stories with them. Especially, the stories that I couldn’t share with my male best friends for they usually didn’t pay enough attention… At the end of senior high school, I realized that number of my female best friends were more than my male best friends!
The condition also occurred when I went to university. At campus, I had more female best friends than male best friends. Especially, no one of my senior high school best friends entered the same campus as me.
Don’t get it wrong. I also had male best friends at university. But once again, they are new.
See? I make new best friends at each level of schools. Some of them remain until now. Some of them disappear. So when I enter a new place or situation with no one I had known, it pushes me to make new best friends immediately.
I cannot argue! Best friends always bring love in life!
They are people who dare to sacrifice for us. They are people whom we can spontaneously ask for help. They are people whom we can share laugh and story with. They are people whom we can trust to keep our secrets remain unspoken. They are people who put their trust on our shoulder…
Now, I’m about to enter the life of working, the life of office, the life of bosses yelling at me every day. And I can’t stop wondering if I still be able to make new friends at this level of life.
Of course, they are people who we can trust. They are eligible and quality proven.
They are hard-workers. They can speak and deliver information well. They pay attention to every words that client say. But those are not the requirements I need to claim someone as my best friends! Not that way in professional matters.
I wonder if someday I still be able to share stories about my family with one of the people in my office. I wonder if someday I still be able to spit out my secrets with them. I wonder if someday I still be able to say dirty words freely in front of them, and laugh after. And I can’t stop wondering…
I wonder if I’m good enough to be a best friend of someone when I enter the professional life. I’m pessimist.
Right now, I can’t stop worrying by the thought that the university life is my last chance to make (or collect) best friends, either male or female.
To me, best friends are important! I consider them just like horcrux in Harry Potter story. They keep me alive because each of them holds some parts of my soul! Each of them holds some parts of my life!
Some of you may think that is so exaggerating. But to me, it would be a worthy life if someday I could open a conversation with my grandchildren with, “Hey, kids. I have a story. I once had a best friend named …” It will encourage them to make friends.
And when my best friends all over the place do the same thing I do, it means they are keeping me alive forever. Isn’t that wonderful?
It has been one year and one month after my last long distance relationship. It was two years of long distance relationship and gave so many experiences. Right now, I face the problem again. I just hope I am strong enough to defend this.
Afterall, I am the man. So what would I like to share to men? Maybe, the tips.
A best friend told me that there is a couple who face 5 years of long distance relationship and they now live together happily. With their marriage and their kids.
Dare to brake the record?
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