Minding Kikie

Hari ini tugas ke Bali. Aduwh! Males banget. *Bersyukur kie.. bersyukur.. Orang lain mau ke Bali gak bisa, elo bisa ke Bali, malah bilang aduwh!* Ini kata hati gue yang ngomong. :D Kenapa yah? Gue gak pernah excited kalo mau ninggalin rumah. Gak pernah looking forward. Excited paling awalnya doang, pas udah hari H-nya malah nelongso.. PAYAH!! Hari ini ke Bali bareng Wening (fotografer gue), Cune (Orang Gila!) dan Myrna (Nona Penggoda).. Semoga kita have fun lah.. *ayo semangat!!* Ini kata hati gue lagi.. Entar lah pulang dari sana cerita2.. nantikan yah.. huahahha :D As if anyone reads this blog.. :P

Paulo Coelho said "when you want something, the universe will conspire to help you achieve it!". This time, I'm wondering, will the universe conspire in helping me achieving my dreams? It's finally here for me to just GRAB it.. would I be able to do that? I'm scared. But it's common right, to feel scared when you're so close from your dreams. Your wishes. I hope not only I will be brave and GRAB it! But also, I would be able to actually GET it!!! Oh dreams.. You make my heart ache. You make the knot beats stronger here in the center of myself. Oh wishes.. Why can't I just be satisfy with my comfort zone? Why can't I stop wanting? Ooooh.. Please ya Allah.. help me this time! Because I want it so bad. Ps: Let you know in a month if I made it! Hopefully it's good news!

Do I dare to fall? Huahahhaha :D A nice way to end the day.. Seeing the smile.. His smile.. Oh well..

I was just typing. Just now. Just 5 minutes before I started typing in this blog. I was working on this presentation when suddenly I thought of my dad. Something that I wrote in the presentation reminded me of him. I don't know what it is because if I looked at it again, there's nothing really that would remind me of him. I could not remember what it was that reminded me of him. All I could remember is, I was typing then I wanted to tell my dad about the thing that I typed. So, I turned my head to my desk to find my handphone so that I could give him a call. Then, I remember. He's not reachable anymore. He's not here anymore. How could I forget that? After 7 months he was gone? Then I looked his picture on my desk. I still couldn't believe that he's gone. Why? Why can't I remember that he's no longer here? After I looked his picture, I felt this knot. This sudden sadness. Again. He's gone for 7 months now, but.. I still remember the way he looked. Hi