Life Must Go On!

Alright, finally i have my mood back to update this blog.. even i just write one, it's still an update, right?

I'm gonna write about something important for me and Mr. E since 9 months ago, when we still just a 'friend'.. it's about his apartement (kost-an)

It was located in Jl. Cibogo no 24, Bandung.. behind our campus of course.. it was on 3rd floor.. its called E2-05..
A tiny room, with a big glass so we can take many pictures of us there and he put his clothes inside it.. also a single bed, with 3 pillows and umm what's its name in english (??????) but in indonesia we called it guling (cute name: guying)..
A small bathroom and a simple table to place our kitchen tools like spoons, knife, plates, mugs, etc. also our food there.. there is a table to place his mac there, also any cables or chargers..

Hmm, just talk about it and my tears is going flow again, hmmm～

In my case, it's a room for me to rest, to sleep, to do my assignment, to share with him, to read, to laugh, to cry, to take a bath, to watch, to do something private with him of course because we're a lover, to eat, to learn or to wait my next class..

Even it's just a small room, but it's cozy inside, warm, and soft.. it's a place for Mr. E to confessed his feeling to me, a place for us to be a lover, so much moments we have there.. when we must to leave it, we were so sad :( till now of course.. *sigh*

Wait, i'm crying again.......

But, life must go on, right?
So we just left that place BUT keep the moments inside our memory.. a lovely moments that worth to be saved..

Goodbye our e2-05, you'll be missed.......

Sincerely,

Chicca Naftalia

tentang saya, pribadi saya

saya Chicca Naftalia, anak pertama dari dua bersaudara.. tapi entah kenapa saya seorang yang manja dan cengeng.. saya mulai berpacaran dengan seorang yang bernama Gilang/Nuel (nama lengkap dirahasiakan) dan itu membuat saya gembira sekali. Namun karena saya adalah orang yang polos, saya jadi orang yang mudah sekali percaya dan sayang pada dia, padahal itu masih cinta monyet lho.. ketika putus, saya jadi terpukul sekali, bahkan hingga tidak naik kelas.. bahkan dia berpacaran dengan sahabat saya berinisial L, saya semakin terpukul.. saya kemudian menjadi seorang yang tomboy dan cuek sekali, sifat cengeng itu sempat hilang.. pretended that i am a strong girl.. kemudian saya menjadi seorang yang overact, mulai meniru-niru tingkah orang di sekitar saya, terutama teman-teman terdekat saya.. saya mencampuradukan tingkah-tingkah mereka yang menurut saya menarik dan  menjadikan itu tingkah saya.. kemudian  saya menjadi seorang yang semakin overact ketika saya sudah mulai menyukai seseorang kembali, orang itu bernama Ryan AS.. berusaha menjadi sahabatnya, seorang pelacur (pelayan curhat) untuknya.. berkali-kali menjadi cupid untuknya, tetap cinta saya bertepuk sebelah tangan saat itu.. sembari itu, saya mulai bersahabat dengan seseorang bernama KMK.. cerita mengenai K sudah saya sering sebutkan dan ceritakan di post saya sebelumnya.. namun satu hal yang saya perlu jelaskan di sini, setelah penantian panjangn mendapatkan pendamping (pacar), akhirnya saya mulai berpacaran dengan K sekitar 1 tahun 1 bulan lebih 9 hari.. selama saya berpacaran dengannya, saya berekspetasi sangat tinggi akan keberhasilan hubungan saya dengannya. setelah kandas, saya merasa terpuruk, terbenamlah pemikiran di otak saya kalau saya bukan seorang pendamping yang baik, saya seorang yang gagal, saya kembali menjadi seorang yang amat sangat kesepian.. meskipun saat itu saya terlihat tegar tapi tiap 2 malam sekali, saya menangisi kandasnya hubungan kami.. saya menangisi, banyak hal yang saya rasa saya sudah korbankan, dari perasaan hingga waktu.. waktu yang telah banyak saya berikan untuknya, pemikiran dan hati saya yang sudah diberikan padanya, ekspetasi saya akan hubungan saya, perasaan saya yang akibat sempat tidak diakui sebagai pacar-mengalah untuk hanya diakui TTM dan menonton pertandingan karatenya dari jauh (jujur, bagian ini yang paling sakit), kemudian dy yang semakin tidak ada waktu untuk saya.. saya rasa saya cukup mengalah, tapi mungkin saya yang terlalu lebay (berlebihan) sehingga hal yang sebenarnya bukan pengorbanan malah saya sebut sebagai pengorbanan.. bahkan mungkin saking lebaynya (berlebihan) saya, saat ini saya trauma.. setelah 3 bulan putus dari seorang K, saya memulai hubungan baru dengan seorang berinisila EP.. si E berbeda tipikal sekali dengan K, namun makin ke sini, kronologis hubungan kami makin mirip dengan hubungan saya dengan K.. saat ini hubungan saya dengan  sedang jalan menuju 3 bulan, tapi E sering sekali memanggil saya dengan "calon istriku yang manis" yang membuat dalam hati saya amat senang, tapi di sisi lain, saya merasa takut dy hanya kata-kata yang dy ucapkan sesaat karena rasa cintanya yang masih menggebu-gebu karena hubungan kami masih di awal cerita.. dulu saat saya masih dengan K, dy pun sering mengucapkan kalau saya calon istri/pendamping hidupnya, kami bahkan mengucapkan janji tidak akan putus, akan berusaha untuk tetap menjalankan hubungan tanpa menyerah.. K bilang dy tidak ragu untuk menjalani masa depan dengan saya, namun saat putus dy bilang dy ragu untuk menjalani masa depan dengan saya karena banyak alasan pribadi yang muncul.. saya jadi trauma hal itu akan terjadi pada hubungan saya dengan E.. jujur saya amat sangat ketakutan sekali saat ini.. saya menyayangi E, tapi saya takut, kalau dedikasi saya, rasa sayang saya padanya, dan ekspetasi saya terhadap hubungan saya dengan E means nothing nantinya seperti pada hubungan saya dengan K..


apa seharusnya saya menjadi seorang perawan tua yang mengadopsi anak-anak yatim-piatu?

sincerely,

Chicca Naftalia

crazy little thing called "hurt"

me and Kevin Michael was broke up on March 3rd 2012
you know, it's hurt since then.. can i call him back with "sayang" or "nyetto" or something like that?
his promise, was it a lie?a tissue paper with his handwriting on it, will he prove his promise? a kiss on my stomach as a promise of us to be together later, will he prove it? Or it was just for fooling around?

every night, i can't stop the tears of it.
Kevin Michael, the person who i know is a person who can keep his word, until now, i just can believe it. although he is an absent-minded person, he always can keep his word in the other side of his memories.
but, it's still hurt even i know what's the reason. i don't want to forget you, i don't want to be separate from you. please, don't get any girls after me, be with me.
My my~ i love him with all of my heart, i have a faith if he feels the way i feel. but when i remember our status, there's no guarantee if he will find a new one after me, a better person than me. there's no guarantee that we would make up our relationship in the future.
Kamisama, can i have faith on him? or should i give up on it?

Michael Fernando (Mike), a close friend of mine, said that all i need is just to believe him and try my best to get him back. but when i think there's no guarantee of it, i just think all of it was just a bullshit.
tell me, God, what should i do? should i give up or i try my best?


Kamisama, all i can do is just to pray, cry, hope, also try, right?

tololpeople

talk about "tololpeople", apa anda tau darimana kata itu berasal?
jawaban paling mudah adalah, saat pengetahuan bahasa inggris gw minim, gw pikir tolol itu in english juga tolol, sedangkan orang itu in english people. dan setau gw waktu itu, kalo dalam bahasa inggris, kata-kata dari indo yang di translate jadi Inggris itu dibalik semua (pemikiran orang awam, harap dimaklumi) 

Nah, jadilah istilah "tololpeople" dan karena istilah ini unik, maka gw pakai istilah ini sebagai nama dari blog ini..
hahahahahahhaha awam sekali bahasanya -______-

sekian penjelasan mengenai asal mula "tololpeople"

poem for God

God is So Special

He's not my father

He's not my grandfather

He's not my uncle

He's not my brother

He's not even my nephew or my cousin

But, He's more special to me

He's not your friend

He's not your neighbor

He's not your boyfriend or even your girlfriend

He's not your best friend
But, He's more special to you

He's not our driver

He's not our nanny

He's not our gardener

He's not our police man

He's not our maid

But, He's the most special to us

Then, who is He?

He is our Rug

He is our Trash Bin

why?

just find it by your self

inspired by Kevin Michael Kaloh

Firework - Katy Perry

Fireworks

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag

Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin

Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?

Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that there's still a chance for you

'Cause there's a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby, you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, oh

As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colors burst

Make 'em go, oh

You're gonna leave 'em falling down

You don't have to feel like a waste of space

You're original, cannot be replaced

If you only knew what the future holds

After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed

So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road

Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow

And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, oh

As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colors burst

Make 'em go, oh

You're gonna leave 'em falling down

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

It's always been inside of you, you, you

And now it's time to let it through

'Cause baby you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, oh

As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colors burst

Make 'em go, oh

You're gonna leave 'em falling down

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

it's a song, sang by Katy Perry.. i want to add the video too, but i can't for a reason.. i like this song, especially the lyric.. let your heart know the sense of this song.. the purpose of this  song is to give people a passion to move on from their weakness.. it's a song to give people a power to give their best..

males

jujur-jujuran aja, gw lagi males update blog.. buktinya gw ngetik pake indo.. tapi mumpung gw buka blog gw, yauda, update dikit lha.. hahhaahhaha..

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