End of the Year's Note

[24/12/16, 16.29 local time]

Tidak pernah merasa bosan melihat langit, karena setiap waktu ia memiliki kisah yang berbeda.

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This year is kinda ugly and beautiful and everything in between.

Mistakes were made, lesson’s learned.

Friends come and go, and those who stay will hopefully be here for the next few years.

Family is blood (and forever), and even when I’m a wanderer, it will always be a place for me to come home.

Really, really thankful for all the experiences I’ve got in life and love and forgiveness and patience and humility and everything.

Bismillah, tomorrow (and year 2017) will be better.

Aamiin yaRabb.

-a.m.r.-

Who Knew by mut

 Disclaimer: the song is Who Knew by P!nk

The name and storyline is mine, places are either fictional or belong to Japan's Gov.

Happy Reading!

Rambling number... dunno.

 

I miss these feelings.

To surround myself by strangers, to learn some new kick-ass culture, to meet new people with their own lifestyle. To realise that there's more in life than my own perspective. To see that, yeah, I'm as significant as that person so how can I be arrogant, selfish, petty, self-centered, when in the grand scheme of things, I'm just another ordinary soul with nothing to show?
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I miss this. Take me back, please.
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I just want to travel the world. To try new things. To stay humble. To see that there's something outside college and quizzes and exams and trying to not dissapoint my parents. To teach myself about everything a classroom couldn't. To experience people and their lives. To learn about love and life and letting go and everything in between.

-a.m.r-

 

review: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

[this review is without spoiler]
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"The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution." -Albus Dumbledore.
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(pardon my grammar, bc english is not my first language)

FINALLY DONE!

First of all, thank you so much, Jo. Honestly, I never thought that there would be another story about this, not a couple years after the last book, and not in a form of a sequel. But here we are, the eighth story, nineteen years later.

THE PLOT TWIST, THO. I think this is like a fanfiction comes true. All that feeling HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME.

Um. Nevermind.

Well, I start to read Harry Potter on my 3rd grade, so it's actually a decade, more or less, since Harry Potter comes to my life. I think I'm not going to be the person that I am today, not so much anyway, if I didn't read Harry Potter since childhood. Harry grows with me. I follow him through his character development, and his stories, adventures, and friends have become mines too. And to read HP and the Cursed Child, ALL THAT PLOT TWIST OMG, how Harry, Ginny, Draco, and others grow up and become parents, Albus and Scorpius's adventure, and how once again Jo teach me about life, amazing as always.

Once a potterhead always a potterhead, it seems.

Again, thank you, Jo, for this amazing gift.

After all this time? Always.

-a.m.r-

midnight musing.

Saya memang tidak cantik. Saya memang tidak kurus tinggi putih seperti wanita-wanita di luar sana. Saya memang tidak pintar.

Saya ini jelek. Gendut. Hitam. Pendek. Tidak pintar. IPK ala kadarnya.

Tapi inilah saya. Saya berusaha sebaik mungkin untuk menjadi apa yang diidam-idamkan lelaki di luar sana. Mungkin memang tidak berhasil. Tapi inilah saya.

Saya berusaha menjadi yang terbaik. Saya berusaha berubah menjadi yang lebih baik.

Saya berusaha untuk menerima kamu sebagaimana saya ingin diterima oleh kamu.

Ketika saya berusaha, kenapa kamu tidak?

Apakah saya tidak cukup untuk kamu pertahankan?

Apakah saya tidak pantas menerima kesetiaanmu?

Kamu bilang, saya ini lebih dari cukup.

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