post #269
"..Engkau bukanlah segalaku, bukan tempat ‘tuk hentikan langkahku…Usai sudah semua berlalu, biar hujan menghapus jejakmu...."
This song is playing at the moment. Hmmm…it’s been a year since the first time I heard it, but it still reigning my playlist. One year ago, I was in a different position, thinking and feeling different things. Yesterday when I heard this song playing I said to myself, wow…it’s been a year man. What have I experienced and learned in this one year period?
Then after this song, another song I hadn’t heard in quite some time was played. The song was Nidji – Hapus Aku. I remembered it was two years ago when I first heard this song. It was during the World Cup 2006, a very beautiful memory since Italy won it and got their 4th stars.
This year, they’re trying to win Euro Cup, but they’re stopped by Spain in the quarter final through a dramatic goalless match and penalty shootout (which they won back in 2006 against France in the final). But Buffon was never really good at stopping penalty kick; thus it’s quite a wonder that he managed to block Mutu’s kick to keep Italy’s chance advancing to the quarter final. Well, for me, Europhoria was over. No more thrill and sheer excitement in watching the matches. And thanks to that, because I was really pushing myself to watch the game till early morning, while I had to go to work in just less than 3 hours after the match. It’s not something that I regretted; I just regret that Italy didn’t get to the semifinal. The absence of Pirlo really crippled Italy’s attack. They attacked only using the pitch wide and the attacks weren’t really well orchestrated.
It’s been an exhausting weekend. From lack of sleep since Thursday, all day long meeting on Friday (thanks to Kungfu Panda which was really entertaining), gathering on Saturday afternoon, and played Futsal in the evening. Scored nine goals and managed to get my right knee injured (again). Went home and slept at around 2 AM. Went to church in the morning, then straight to LTC to get the lamp mom asked, but most of the stores were closed. Tried to search for it at Glodok, but couldn’t find it. Instead, I bought 11 DVDs..lolzzz..
Still sleepy and tired afterward, but I didn’t want to take a nap. I watched Sex and The City then went to Jef, played Winning Eleven while waiting for Italy VS Spain match. Didn’t sleep until 4 AM and had to wake up at 6 AM after exhausting activities made me feel a bit like zombie while working yesterday. But I managed to get through the day (with lots of yawning…;p).
Erm…I wrote another entry right on this date. Just like I’ve been doing for the past four years. It’s her birthday today. I didn’t feel any breeze again. Was it because different condition? Was it because time had really helped me move on? Since last year, since I gave up hope…it’s just bring a smile on my face when I remembered all those time. Those adolescent time when everything was so simple, when I was still naïve and full of emotions. *smile (see I’m smiling at the moment…but of course you can’t see it). But still, I wish her a happy birthday, best wishes for the following year. More success throughout the year, be blessed with God’s grace, warmth of family, friends and loved ones.
Label. Do you think there’s a particular reason why I put the word as this entry’s title? Well, got the inspiration after watching Sex and The City, esp about Steve – Miranda and John aka Mr. Big – Carrie relationship. Here’s a brief illustration. Carrie and John had been in a relationship for 10 years and they finally decided to get married. But John got temporary cold feet and when he got his common sense back, Carrie was already hurt by his absence.
Marriage was a label. What is marriage? A legitimate form of a relationship between a man and a woman where they commit to spend the rest of their life together, to respect, love all the way through ups and downs. John once worried that this label would change what they already had, which was great (according to both of them). Why would marriage, a label could do such thing? Probably because with this label also came demands and greater expectations toward the spouse; because by obtaining this label (marriage/married) I was entitled to make such demands from my spouse (and vice versa). And these (more demands and expectations) would affect the relationship.
Hmmm...what about two persons who loved and cared about each other without any label? Did the absence of label reduce the care they had, the love they felt for each other? Did the absence of label lessen the commitment they had toward each other? Did the absence of label made them less happy? I didn’t think so, but I believe it depended on the persons engaged in the relationship. How much a label meant to them. Some needed that acknowledgement, some didn’t. In a practical view, label was important when it came to legal affair. Example: alimony and child support in case of divorce or if one of the spouses was dead. There’s no harm in having some insurance (though it might be interpreted differently). And also in some culture, it’s more acceptable (and expected) to have the label…how did you say it..to make it official.
Label, sometimes it’s just a price people had to pay to get their demands fulfilled. Sometimes, it’s just a camouflage. Sometimes it’s just a good business. Sometimes it’s just something people had to have (due to pressure from family or else). If that so, what’s the worth of a label?
I’d like to think, to believe that there’s more than that from a label.
Gareth Gates - What My Heart Wants To Say
You're amazing, so amazing
Have I told you enough?
You're an angel, my guardian angel
God knows I, I've been blessed with love
But if I'd be gone tomorrow
Would you know how deep my love goes?
Have I ever told you, you're the one?
Chorus:
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
A love to tender, I surrender to this feeling so true
My affrimation, my inspiration
Darling I, I've been blessed with you
Chorus:
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
But if I'll be gone tomorrow
Would you know how deep my love goes?
If I was gone forever, would you know how much I care?
That you make me feel like flying, that I'm sailing on your ocean
That every time you look at me, you see it in my eyes
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
"..Engkau bukanlah segalaku, bukan tempat ‘tuk hentikan langkahku…Usai sudah semua berlalu, biar hujan menghapus jejakmu...."
This song is playing at the moment. Hmmm…it’s been a year since the first time I heard it, but it still reigning my playlist. One year ago, I was in a different position, thinking and feeling different things. Yesterday when I heard this song playing I said to myself, wow…it’s been a year man. What have I experienced and learned in this one year period?
Then after this song, another song I hadn’t heard in quite some time was played. The song was Nidji – Hapus Aku. I remembered it was two years ago when I first heard this song. It was during the World Cup 2006, a very beautiful memory since Italy won it and got their 4th stars.
This year, they’re trying to win Euro Cup, but they’re stopped by Spain in the quarter final through a dramatic goalless match and penalty shootout (which they won back in 2006 against France in the final). But Buffon was never really good at stopping penalty kick; thus it’s quite a wonder that he managed to block Mutu’s kick to keep Italy’s chance advancing to the quarter final. Well, for me, Europhoria was over. No more thrill and sheer excitement in watching the matches. And thanks to that, because I was really pushing myself to watch the game till early morning, while I had to go to work in just less than 3 hours after the match. It’s not something that I regretted; I just regret that Italy didn’t get to the semifinal. The absence of Pirlo really crippled Italy’s attack. They attacked only using the pitch wide and the attacks weren’t really well orchestrated.
It’s been an exhausting weekend. From lack of sleep since Thursday, all day long meeting on Friday (thanks to Kungfu Panda which was really entertaining), gathering on Saturday afternoon, and played Futsal in the evening. Scored nine goals and managed to get my right knee injured (again). Went home and slept at around 2 AM. Went to church in the morning, then straight to LTC to get the lamp mom asked, but most of the stores were closed. Tried to search for it at Glodok, but couldn’t find it. Instead, I bought 11 DVDs..lolzzz..
Still sleepy and tired afterward, but I didn’t want to take a nap. I watched Sex and The City then went to Jef, played Winning Eleven while waiting for Italy VS Spain match. Didn’t sleep until 4 AM and had to wake up at 6 AM after exhausting activities made me feel a bit like zombie while working yesterday. But I managed to get through the day (with lots of yawning…;p).
Erm…I wrote another entry right on this date. Just like I’ve been doing for the past four years. It’s her birthday today. I didn’t feel any breeze again. Was it because different condition? Was it because time had really helped me move on? Since last year, since I gave up hope…it’s just bring a smile on my face when I remembered all those time. Those adolescent time when everything was so simple, when I was still naïve and full of emotions. *smile (see I’m smiling at the moment…but of course you can’t see it). But still, I wish her a happy birthday, best wishes for the following year. More success throughout the year, be blessed with God’s grace, warmth of family, friends and loved ones.
Label. Do you think there’s a particular reason why I put the word as this entry’s title? Well, got the inspiration after watching Sex and The City, esp about Steve – Miranda and John aka Mr. Big – Carrie relationship. Here’s a brief illustration. Carrie and John had been in a relationship for 10 years and they finally decided to get married. But John got temporary cold feet and when he got his common sense back, Carrie was already hurt by his absence.
Marriage was a label. What is marriage? A legitimate form of a relationship between a man and a woman where they commit to spend the rest of their life together, to respect, love all the way through ups and downs. John once worried that this label would change what they already had, which was great (according to both of them). Why would marriage, a label could do such thing? Probably because with this label also came demands and greater expectations toward the spouse; because by obtaining this label (marriage/married) I was entitled to make such demands from my spouse (and vice versa). And these (more demands and expectations) would affect the relationship.
Hmmm...what about two persons who loved and cared about each other without any label? Did the absence of label reduce the care they had, the love they felt for each other? Did the absence of label lessen the commitment they had toward each other? Did the absence of label made them less happy? I didn’t think so, but I believe it depended on the persons engaged in the relationship. How much a label meant to them. Some needed that acknowledgement, some didn’t. In a practical view, label was important when it came to legal affair. Example: alimony and child support in case of divorce or if one of the spouses was dead. There’s no harm in having some insurance (though it might be interpreted differently). And also in some culture, it’s more acceptable (and expected) to have the label…how did you say it..to make it official.
Label, sometimes it’s just a price people had to pay to get their demands fulfilled. Sometimes, it’s just a camouflage. Sometimes it’s just a good business. Sometimes it’s just something people had to have (due to pressure from family or else). If that so, what’s the worth of a label?
I’d like to think, to believe that there’s more than that from a label.
Gareth Gates - What My Heart Wants To Say
You're amazing, so amazing
Have I told you enough?
You're an angel, my guardian angel
God knows I, I've been blessed with love
But if I'd be gone tomorrow
Would you know how deep my love goes?
Have I ever told you, you're the one?
Chorus:
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
A love to tender, I surrender to this feeling so true
My affrimation, my inspiration
Darling I, I've been blessed with you
Chorus:
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
But if I'll be gone tomorrow
Would you know how deep my love goes?
If I was gone forever, would you know how much I care?
That you make me feel like flying, that I'm sailing on your ocean
That every time you look at me, you see it in my eyes
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
If the words don't come my way
I hope you still know, I hope it still shows
I hope you still know what my heart wants to say
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