Le Journale

Gratitude. Period. There is no continuity. It should stop at there. One should not continue putting other words after Gratitude because there is no need to do that. Once a gratitude, it will always be a gratitude. Full-time worshiping gratefulness. What are you grateful for today? The highest appreciation is not only by uttering it. We should live by each expression of our gratitude. Give thanks for everything that happens to us and develop the attitude of gratitude. Even when the world makes you down, there is always something to be grateful for. And do not ever think that our patience, forbearance, or endurance would waste in vain.  "Sesungguhnya Allah bersama orang-orang yang sabar." Always think that God prepares everything for each one of us. Do not feel afraid in getting known it one by one as the result of expressing gratitude for having Him in every single step we make. Leave it all to Him and just believe in Him. Surrender. It does not mean w

In behalf of this title, I would like to share some penny of thoughts related to differences between girls who achieve new loves easily and the opposite of them, or I might say the unlucky ones? But hold on your grudge as there are a lot of things that you can be thankful for (actually). You might realize it in the afterwards, right after you feel you experience this unrequited love.  How come then? So, there is this girl. She is pretty and has a lot of things that society wants in describing a model of a woman should like. She is smart and beyond compare. She fits any pretty outfits. In addition to her looks, she also has brain, and is well-behaved woman. She can be considered as a flawless one. But then there is also another girl lacking in physical beauty but has great intelligence compared to the previous one. Isn't she worthy enough for a happy ending of an ideal rules of a relationship? Not quite worthy, if we buy what society wants for a model of a woman should look

This post is presented partially as the requirement of final assignment for Literary and Film Studies lecture, which is entitled, Comparative Study Analysis: “The Painted Veil” (Novel & Film) using Feminist Film Theory. I investigated the differences that reside in its novel and film. Here it is then! SUMMARY The Painted Veil is a 1925 novel by William Somerset Maugham (January 25, 1874-December 16, 1965). He is an author of novel and short stories, as well as prominent playwright from Britain. The title of this novel is taken from a piece of sonnet by Percy Byshe Shelley that begins with “Lift not the painted veil which those who live/call life.” Kitty Garstin is a very beautiful woman and loves to have fun, do a lot of things, and try new things. She knows that she is beautiful, and that's why she behaves spoiled and arrogant. Everyone loves her, including her mother who is also almost depressed when Kitty refused all marriage proposals from rich and handsome men

Since the end of January up until now, I have been busied myself with... sleeping! No, just kidding. I was busy with college stuff, yearbook organizer and apparently I would get a new job this February. And how about my thesis?????? Feel like screaming, yet I'm loving it, for being as busy as bees. ;)  Let's skip the baloney and move on to the fact that I am now falling in love (again). Hooray to that! I always think the notion of falling in love is beautiful. I love my own self when I fall in love. I am more optimistic, pumped up with the fiery love and stuff. Thus, it makes me a better person. I really don't care about unrequited love, but the point is, I am enjoying every second of myself being madly in love with a man. And this man is just lovely. He is like the cream in my coffee. He is the straw to my berry. He is the apple to my pie. lol  Maybe it is because of a big number of times I experience unrequited love, so for now I really don't think it would b

My favorite stranger always comes up at this hour (4 AM) and asks whether I am okay or not. He always checks whether I end up staying up real late, and then he tuck me to bed (virtually). I guess that is the pleasure of falling in love with a total stranger. We should not share anything (or like trade feelings?) and just go on with the flow.  We talk simply because we care. We care because one of us is a good listener. And yeah, he is the best listener like ever. He does not mind paying attention to every story I brought up to, even the silliest one. Then he would pretend he pat my back and suddenly I feel better. I do not understand why this thing happened, but I have been a good lover towards strangers. Aren't we all strangers formerly, before we decide to get to know more about each other? But this man is different. I do not plan I would love him or bring this knot to a higher level, or whatsoever. We don't even have a plan to meet. I won't ask him why and vice

At time like this, contemplating about life, love, hurt and pain was the right thing to do. But all I could remember is the burning red from your eyes. Your fierce, I fear not. Your changing mind did. And the saddest fear happened when I thought it would be in almost no time. Abruptly gone. Abruptly changed. What did I do wrong?  You befriended with the absence of sound. As soon as I wanted to join you and your ally, "I think this is the end." you said. "I'm not following, I'm sorry." I replied, playing dumb. "I know you would say that." "What do you expect me to say?" "Say something else. Be creative." "Okay. I don't get what you mean with that ending part...besides, if I may add some wisdom to it, I never started anything." ............................. ............. ..... You befriended again with your comrade. And then I saw you departing, leaving me with those redde

Le brain works beautifully as my chapter 4 went well. I am happy .

With the aim to add more understanding about analyzing a literary work using a specific literary criticism, I would like to present this paper, which is entitled An Analysis of Punk Subculture in Sex Pistols’ Song; God Save the Queen based on Cultural Studies to all of you. Speaking about cultural studies, it can be risky to use it as the tool to dissect this song. Why? It is because there will be a lot of things that can be found in only one literary work that is analyzed, while the chance to get the point is inevitable. Imagine cutting a meat with a lot of kinds of knives. It happened exactly the same when I analyzed this selected song from the most phenomenal punk rock band from UK.

Got a new camera! Canon 600D :D Happy! bought it as the tool for upcoming exciting project! Yearbook organizer! :) I am ready to be as busy as bees!

When I could not sleep... I tried to make a self-portrait based on photo as reference.