my life would suck without you~~

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me
And honestly,
My life would suck without you

Baby I was stupid for telling you goodbye
Maybe I was wrong for tryin' to pick a fight
I know that I've got issues
But you're pretty messed up too
Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you

-kelly clarkson-

S.H.E

she is extremely loud. 

her 'cempreng' voice, a regret to hear. 

she is extremely childish. 

when she wants something, she have to get it. 

her 'ngambek' is so cant be helped. 

she is selfish. 

everything have to be done according to what she prefers.

she is independent.

for 22 years of her life, she did almost everything, by herself.

she is a fighter.

fighting for her own destiny against those who underestimate her.

she, is me.

Malisa Sudirman

22 years old young lady

one of God's unique creation.

to spend a good life being His servant.

to achieve all of the impossible.

to be someone in her own way. 

a form of contemplation

Pencil  : I'm sorry. 

Eraser : For what? You didn't do anything wrong. 

Pencil  : I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each time. 

Eraser : That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this, I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong, even though one day I know I'll be gone. I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying I hate seeing you sad. 

"Our Parents are like the eraser, whereas we children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt and become smaller (older and eventually pass on) Take care of your Parents, treat them with kindness and most especially love them."

something we called as hope

I am not the person with a huge ambition
I just walk my way
do things I want
explore the world as I am
with nothing to lose

As I walk through the road
they opened my eyes
for a so called thing,
called hope

a hope to see a smile
a hope to see a happy tears
a hope that I will be given the chance
a hope to let my parents have all that

P.R.I.O.R.I.T.Y

hey, its June already! means I have less than 2 months, only about 5 weeks to finish my final report. Dear God, help meeeeeeh -___-

and I have to consider few things for the sake of joining the graduation day, wearing my brand new kebaya, have my mama ayah adek and boyfriend during that day, I think I have to prioritize this final report compare to other things. 

Yes, I do realize this final report is important, 3 years I have spent here and that's the very final moment I where I can leave that place, the wrong major I have taken. the final report is the key to open the door to the outside world, and I have to do that. no matter what.

but I just hope that my decision is the most appropriate one. I have to leave those debating and adjudicating stuff for a while. I have to stay focus on what is really needed to leave the campus, my final report, my research, my advisors and my wrong major. hha 

wish me luck, everybodeeeeeh :D