Friday, June 14, 2013

wannabe..

kadang bingung mau jawab apa kalo lagi ditanyain "kl gede mau jadi apa, tak?" mungkin hari ini aku bisa jawab Dokter. besok Guru. bulan depan Polisi. tahun depan Chef. bnr-bnr kaya orang gak terarah..

men!sebenernya hati ini emg lg labil-labilnya..kl ditanya soal cita-cita(apalagi skrg masih dalam bendungan labil milih sekolah) tapi banyak yang bilang bakatmu adalah masa depanmu..hmm, kira-kira bakatku apa ya?'- 'aku juga belum tau-pasti-apa. tapi aku denger-denger juga sih katanya hobimu adalah bakatmu. sumpah, repot ye..

ok,skrg uda tau kuncinya. tinggal cari tau nih, apasih tak hobi lu?
ngentut?ngupil?njailin adik?makan?tidur? selow,satu-satu men. emang sih dari semua yg disebutin itu hampir semuanya adalah hobi kebiasaanku..cukup bisa dikatakan mbois kan?(bilang aja 'iya' rek:))

"kamu lagi belajar buat unas ya?kok kayaknya serius bgt.."
'iya,biologinya susah banget..'
"oh, yauda tak bikinin the dulu biar gasetres ya.."
'iya..........'
*setelah hening yang panjang*
BIOLOGINYA SUSAH?!?=))))emang susah sih...tapi yg bikin aku ketawa disitu adalah sebenernya aku bukan lagi belajar biologi, tp gambar. aku tau bohongin orangtua itu dosa yaAllah. tapi tolong beri pengertian pada hambamu yg malang ini.. /selanjutnya khilaf\
yakalian tau sendiri kan gimana perasaan stresdalam belajar,kalian(para murid)pasti tau. apalagi kl pikiran udah kemana-kemana. biasanya kl uda gitu pasti bawannya yg ngelamun lah, yang gigitin pensil sampek gobang lah..itu aku bgt, kadang. dan kadang ada yang nyoret/gambar2 gajelas dibuku. nah itu aku bgt! dan mungkin juga kalian yg sering melakukannya:)
yap, ttp ajalah. sebenernya menggambar atau 'ngutak-ngatik' seni itu..bisa dibilang hobi ane. (waktu jaman ane masih pinter) skrg!?masih...ehm uhuk hatsyii hayyikk ahh..pinter kok:)
anw, banyak yg bilang(gak banyak sih, paling cuma orangtuaku aja) aku sering bgt nih nyulap kertas-kertas putih polos jadi sesuatu yg beda, contohnya. kertas aku sulap jadi abu. hbs itu ada juga, aku pernah nyulap kertas jadi bola sepak|:

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me every weekend. tapi kadang kl gak gini sih biasanya..tidur
 

yip itu emang hobiku. tapi hobi gamesti bakat kan? ya tapi aku sih berharapnya sih apa yang tak hobiin ini bisa jadi bakatku.
kadang disetiap gambar, aku mesti bayangin sesuatu. bisa gakya aku jadi seperti ini.....
 


NB: jangan liat orangnya, liat aktivitasnya!
jadi pelukis yang bisa keliling dunia...duarr! /ceritanya mbubarin khayalan\ eh, tapi berani berhayal itu bagus lo rek..*ngelanjutin berhayal*



liat tu tak, lukisan2 lu pada diamatin
dan ketika semua itu menjadi nyata....ketika kamu menjadi seorang pelukis terkenal...dan ketika lukisan mu itu diakuin seluruh dunia...*tetesan iler semakin deras*


ceritanya lagi persiapan buat pameran.
asik ya punya beginian....
ketika kamu udah bisa nyiptain banyak lukisan..dan dengan bangganya kamu memamerkan lukisan itu..
 
 
 

 
itu tuh, senjataku kelak....kalo aku beneran jadi pelukis. my weapons are my life. you can have it or own it but you can't take mine from me.
 
 




beberapa lukisan itu gak sengaja aku temuin keberadannya di tumblr. uwoo! simple tapi indahnya luar biasa dan sekaligus juga mengispirasikanku..yaampun kapan bisa nge-lukis sebagus itu..........

boom!! *mecahin awan yg isinya hayalan*
sebenernya ngelukis itu bukan hobi sekaligus bakatku. aku cuma bisa gambar. iya,itu aja. galebih. dan itupun gambaran yang cuma bisa dibilang 'epok-epok'. tapi setiap aku lagi njalanin hobiku tersebut, entah megapa terbesitlah hayalan yang bnr-bnr hayalan tingkat langit ke-7. ceilah,formal..
yaudah deh, apapun yg kamu bayangkan dan juga emang kamu pinginin sehendaknya jgn pernahtakut untuk mengejarnya. oiya jgn lupa juga berdoa..amin. dan yang terpenting hrs selalu fight for it. oiya satu lagi, yg mau ke brazil jgn lupa ya..aku titp salam ke Oscar!


*bangun dari dunia lain*
 
ey, daritadi jasmani ku ngapain aja?

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

give the love around

To your brother, to your sister, to your misses, to your mister.
To your friends, to your foes, give the love around and back around it goes.

It all comes from the top and it spreads right round
Treat a man wrong he's gonna pass it on down
To the next in line, who's probably his wife bringing up his kids
Now watching mamma cry
And they pick it up, cause they learn everything
Life has a funny way of going in a ring,
End up growing up in trouble with the law
Standing in the cuffs that the father once wore
Now it seems that every brand new generation
Have all been growing up with cracks in the foundation
Their trying to fill the holes of a whole damn nation
That's lost it's trust, that's lost it's trust
We gotta change before the train leaves the station and realize the
Revolution in a revelation it takes blood, sweat, tears, innovation It
Starts with us, it starts with us.

Yeah, stuffs like, give the love to your brother,
Give the love to your sister,
Give the love to your misses,
Love to your mister
Give the love to your friends,
Love to your foes,
Give the love around and back around it goes

Round it goes, round it goes, round it goes goes goes
Give the love around and back around it goes

Oh we're all just folks working in a wheel
Spinning all around life's cruel battlefield
Draw circles in the sand on a rainy day,
Watch it wash away I bet it shows up on a sunny beach a thousand miles away
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/the-script-give-the-love-around-lyrics.html ]
Flutter from a butterfly forms a storm
Over half a million people die Oh we don't care because we're all
Desensitized

We don't realize we're putting all this shit before our children's eyes
Now every brand new generation
Have all been growing up with cracks in their foundation
We're tryna fill a holes of a whole damn nation
That's lost it's trust, that lost it's trust
We gotta change before the train leaves the station
And realize the revolution in a revelation
It takes blood, sweat, tears, innovation It starts with us, it starts with
Us.

Give the love around and back around it goes
Give the love around and back around it goes
Love to your friends
To your folks
Give the love around, back around it goes
See the thing about
Karma is she loves a bit of drama, yeah
Loves to hunt you down and pay ya back for the things you did
Before you turn a positive to a negative
Better pray before you know exactly who the fuck you're dealing with
This is not a dance rehearsal, let me tell you kid
Whatever you put out there is coming back again
Years may burn
Tables gonna turn
Karma's coming back around
Either way you're gonna learn
To give love to your neighbour, love to yourself
It don't matter bout your status
Man your health is your wealth
We can all point a finger but there's four pointing back at yourself
I'll be the bigger man now Give a little help

Give the love around back around it goes
Around it goes
Give the love around back around it goes
Around it goes   

by the script