A year has passed without writing anything here. I wonder if I can keep up memorising those experiences that I want to write about. At this moment I am trying to earn and save up as much as much as I can so I can finish my bachelor degree and get married or starting a business so I can settle down and live my own life with much less interference.
Dapat pesanan bikin website dari ji Fadhiel, untuk IAAJ (Ikatan Alumni al-Azhar Jakarta). Katanya pake Wordpress aja. Jadi mulai semalam nyoba install Wordpress di laptop nan jadul ini (Macbook early 2009, OSX Snow Leopard) dan baru saja berhasil setelah dengan seksama mengikuti arahan dari sini . Alhamdulillah. :) Nanti malam mau hunting template, baru diserahkan ke ji Fadhiel untuk diolah.
Sometimes I have no clue about what is happening, the plan that took so much time tinkering on it has gone to waste as simple as not thinking at all. Then I don't even know what is to plan anymore. Then somehow something made me thinking of making a new plan. Then it crumbles again. That's the circulation of my life, so far. I don't plan on giving up hope. I want my life to be remembered as one who never surrender to life itself.
Plunge into the endless depth, bringing my whole heart This is my dive This is my ocean Oh, there's a pearl, so beautiful tho dirt covers the surface; hiding it's aura of the most elegant May I keep it; clean it; have it for ever?
Said hello here and there, and received warm welcome. I’m not forgetting what I’ve been holding onto, but I’m opening myself for a better chance of picking the most suitable for me, so that there will be no regret. Yes, I have a multiple choice now.
Sombre, like there’s something you want to hold on tight but you have not enough energy to do so. My nephew got cataract while his age hasn’t reach a full year yet. This is a terrible loss for us but the hope is still there. It is curable through operation. But since there’s age restriction we have to wait for some years. Keep strong, dear. We all wish you to recover your health soon. Why do we value something more often after we have lost it?