zia :)

mia maestro - Lliovera
carter burwell - love death birth
cider sky - northern lights

Slow, we paddle through the lake
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below

And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still

True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go

And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still

Though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still

 protista

You will when you believe

Sesekali "salah kostum" masih bisa dimaafkan, tetapi ketika itu menjadi "trademark" Anda, wah, hati-hati. Ada istilah dalam bahasa Perancis, yakni faux pas, artinya adalah sesuatu yang seharusnya tidak Anda lakukan. Istilah itu sangat sering diucapkan untuk mengatakan bahwa seseorang salah mengenakan busana. Supaya tak dikatakan salah berbusana, ketahuilah apa-apa saja yang tergolong dalam "fashion faux pas" secara umum seperti dituturkan ahli berbusana. Berikut 7 Kesalahan Berbusana Yang Pernah Di Lakukan, yaitu :

1. Aksesori Berlebihan
Istilah "less is more" dalam berbusana tidak dikatakan tanpa alasan. Dalam berbusana, ada baiknya Anda memerhatikan apa yang ingin Anda kenakan. Carilah salah satu bagian dari penampilan Anda yang ingin diutamakan. Entah itu kalung, rok bermotif, atau atasannya. Pilih salah satu. Jika Anda tak tahu apakah padu padan motif yang berbeda bisa berhasil, jangan ambil risiko, pilih salah satu busana yang bermotif ramai, dan padankan dengan yang berwarna netral atau solid. Begitu pun dengan aksesori di sekitar wajah. Pilih antara anting besar, kalung, atau aksesori rambut, jangan semuanya dikenakan. Jika melakukan ini, Anda akan menarik perhatian ke arah wajah Anda bukan dengan alasan yang tepat.

2. Intip Celana Dalam
Namanya saja sudah "pakaian dalam", ya tempatnya adalah di bagian dalam busana. Celana dalam sebaiknya tidak mencuat ke luar dari pinggang atau bagian belakang celana Anda. Bagi sebagian orang, hal semacam ini adalah hal yang sangat memalukan dan bahkan menjijikkan. Selalu pastikan Anda mencoba celana yang Anda kenakan dengan segala gaya, baik itu sambil duduk, membungkuk, atau apa pun dan tidak membuat celana dalam Anda menjadi tontonan massa.

3. Menggunakan Putih Ke Pernikahan
Aturan yang satu ini memang masih sumir. Belum baku di Indonesia. Tetapi, pada dasarnya, setiap mempelai pasti ingin tampil sebaik-baiknya, serta terlihat sebagai yang tercantik, dan putih pun merupakan perlambang kesucian yang sebaiknya hanya dikenakan oleh mempelai. Jadi, jika Anda bukan pengantinnya, sebaiknya kenakan saja busana yang berwarna lain.

4. Pameran Perut
Di tahun 80-90-an tren ini memang sempat membahana, tetapi lantas hilang. Membanggakan perut Anda memang terlihat seksi di pantai, tetapi tidak di tengah kota. Ini bukan cara yang bagus untuk terlihat seksi di tengah-tengah kota.

5. Stoking Dengan Sepatu Berujung Terbuka
Mengenakan stoking dengan padanan sepatu terbuka bukan hal yang seksi. Jika Anda mengenakan stoking, bisa dikatakan cuaca cukup dingin, Anda pasti akan menghindari sepatu terbuka, dan lebih masuk akal untuk mengenakan sepatu tertutup atau boots. Sebaliknya, jika Anda mengenakan sepatu dengan ujung terbuka, berarti cuaca cukup hangat, Anda tak perlu mengenakan stoking. Jadi, pilih salah satu. jangan dicampur, sepatu berujung terbuka dengan stoking bukan pilihan bagus.

6. Celana Nanggung
Celana kapri memang didesain untuk terlihat menggantung di pergelangan kaki. Namun, jika celana Anda seharusnya tidak menggantung tanggung, maka jangan dikenakan. Anda tak mau kan dikira sedang bersiap menghadapi banjir? Celana yang tanggung dan menggantung akan membuat tampilan Anda seakan "terpotong", dan membuyarkan tampilan yang memanjang dan bersih yang seharusnya membuat Anda terlihat lebih kurus dan tinggi. Plus, orang lain pasti bisa langsung menilai bahwa Anda salah ukuran atau celana Anda menciut saat dicuci. Tidak ada yang bagus.

7. Pakaian Dalam Kontras Yang Tersirat
Beberapa waktu lalu, busana sheer sempat disukai. Busana yang memberi kesempatan orang lain untuk mengintip sedikit tubuh Anda itu memang sedikit berisiko. Untuk sebagian orang yang berani, busana semacam ini akan terlihat seksi, namun, jika Anda mengenakan pakaian dalam yang berwarna kontras, seperti warna putih.

The Man Who Can’t Be Moved

Here I am, standing on the corner of Eighth and Grand. This was our corner. This was where we first met, me and Olivia. This was the spot we first held hands, first kissed, first fought, and first cried. Here I am now, making another first: my first time here without her. My hands are shaking, my heart is pounding, and my nerves are running wild as I stand here, wondering if she will ever come back to me. Would she come to this spot like she always said she would? The corner of Eighth and Grand...

I’m sitting here on the corner, thinking about everything we had been through, hoping to remember how one phone conversation could drastically change things.

“Liv, we’ve been on the phone for two hours. What more could you have to say?”

“Oh my God, Danny, calm down. You’re not the one paying for this international bill. And plus, I haven’t talked to you in three weeks,” she told me, still excited to hear my voice after two hours.

“Okay, fine with me. Just keep talking. But just warning you, you’re just getting up, but it’s midnight here. It could only be minutes before I fall asleep,” I responded, listening to Olivia ramble about everything happening in Australia without me. We had always dreamt of going there together, but when an internship came up for her, I had to let her go alone.

Another hour had passed. She was talking in super-speed, not forgetting to tell me anything. Olivia told me about her boss, Amy, who was young, born in London, an architect, and apparently really down to earth. It sounded to me like they were becoming fast friends, and I was sure I knew more about Amy in those five minutes, than I would, just talking to her for an hour.

She told me about the incredible food and amazing surroundings. She already met some famous person. I don’t even know who the guy was, but all I knew was that I had never heard her so excited to talk to me before.

“I just have one question,” I asked, interrupting her, mid-sentence. “You’re not coming back, are you?”

The phone went silent for the first time in three hours. Part of me wished I wouldn’t have asked the question, but I really had been wondering.

“Dan, I don’t know when I’m coming back. I should be home for Christmas. I’ll be lucky if I make it home during the summer. But, don’t worry, okay? I’ll call or text you every day from now on. I’ve been going crazy not talking to you,” I could sense Olivia awaiting my reply.

“Okay,” I told her, “you know what, I’m pretty much falling asleep, so just text me tomorrow—my time—and we can talk.”

“Dan, don’t be mad at me. You know how busy I am. If this were any other job, I wouldn’t have taken it, just to be closer to you. I’m sorry Dan, you know I am,” she said. I could sense her starting to get upset.

“Yeah, I know. You’re busy. Just call me when it’s convenient, okay,” I told her.

The phone clicked off. I set my phone on the table next to my bed. I thought about Olivia’s reaction and quickly turned off the light before I had time to think about it anymore.

The thought of that one phone conversation ended quickly when an unknown voice began talking to me.

“Hello? Sir? It’s getting late, you should probably be getting home, or at least relocating yourself,” I heard. I opened my eyes to a blinding flashlight being pointed towards my face.

“Oh, uh, hi, sorry. I guess I must have fallen asleep here,” I told the man with the flashlight.

“All the street lights are going to be turned off soon, so I’m not sure where you want to go. You probably shouldn’t stay here, though. It’s not the safest place in town,” he told me.

“It’s okay. I’m going to stay here for a while. It’s a long story, and I just need to be here,” I said, as I grabbed my pillow and blanket from behind me, lying down on the cold, hard ground.

“I really don’t think it’s safe, but whatever you want to do. Good luck, son,” the man, who I finally realized was a police officer, told me as he turned around to walk back down the street.

Whoa, I must have fallen asleep when I sat down and was thinking about Olivia. Chills ran through my spine. It’s been a long day. It didn’t take long for me to start thinking of her again.

For days, I waited for her to call me. It had been almost a week since I talked with her. I was eating dinner alone listening to our song, “Happiness” by The Fray, when my phone vibrated in my back pocket. The screen flashed with Olivia’s picture, and I took a deep breath before answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Dan. I’m sorry I haven’t called lately. I’ve been insanely busy,” Olivia explained.

“Yeah I know, it’s fine. How are you,” I asked her.

“I’m good. I haven’t stopped since I last talked to you. I’m exhausted. And I really miss you. I wish I was coming home soon,” she said, sounding completely worn out.

“I wish you were too,” I told her.

“Well can we talk about our conversation the other night? I got off the phone and cried for an hour before I went in to work. It wasn’t exactly the way I wanted to start my day,” she explained, sounding agitated.

“Yeah, we can talk,” I told her, even though I wanted to avoid the subject altogether.

“Okay, well Danny, I don’t know what you want me to do. It’s not my choice when I come home. My contract is for a two year internship with Amy, and if I get a job here, I’d end up having to move. But that’s what we’ve always wanted right? We’ve talked about moving here! Why don’t you come to visit for a while,” she started rambling.

“I can’t. I’m busy,” I lied.

“What are you doing right now?”

“Not one thing,” I told her, honestly.

I was only becoming more frustrated as this conversation continued. I wanted her to be happy, I did, but I hated her being away.

“Exactly. You have the time to come visit, so why don’t you? You need to calm down, Dan. You’re freaking out about me not coming home, but I don’t even know what’s going to happen. I promise you, I’ll be home for Christmas. It’s two months away, two months from tomorrow, actually.

“I’ll hold you to that Olivia. I really do miss you. I’m sorry I’m acting like this. I just want to see you. I can’t talk to you like I normally do because of the time change and your busy schedule.“

“I know. I’m sorry. I had no idea it was going to be this hard,” she finally admitted. That day was one of the hardest I had ever had. Today was not much easier, though. That was the day we had both realized that this was going to be much harder than we thought.

It was sad to think about both the good and bad times we had together, and now she wasn’t even here anymore. I honestly didn’t know where she was or what she was doing at this point. I sat another day on the corner of Eighth and Grand. I looked through my backpack until I found the picture of Olivia I had brought along with me. I stared at it for a while, reminding myself of what she looked like. It seemed like forever since I had seen her; her straight brown hair, blue eyes, gorgeous smile. I decided that maybe, if I made a scene, I could be on the news and wherever she was, she would see me, and know that I was sitting here waiting for her to come home.

On the corner of Eighth and Grand was a store called The Sugar Shack. I had never been in, but I had been told that the manager was friendly and always willing to help.

“Hi, sir. Do you by chance have any cardboard boxes and markers I could use? I need to make a sign for something,” I asked politely when he walked out of his store.

“How about I give you some money,” he asked in reply.

“No, I don’t need any money. I’m waiting here for someone, and I need to make a sign for her. Thank you, but I would put the cardboard and markers to better use, if you don’t mind,” I told him, feeling awkward that he wanted to hand me money.

“If you insist,” he said, as he walked back into the store, grabbing a large cardboard box and a giant sharpie marker.

“Thank you, sir. You have no idea how much I appreciate this.”

“Good luck, kid,” he said, still confused as to what I was up to.

I tore the cardboard box to pieces until I got the largest, middle piece that I wanted. I thought for a minute about what I was going to write on the box. Finally, I wrote “I’m the man who can’t be moved.” in giant letters, and below, wrote “if you see this girl, tell her I’m here”. I held up the sign, holding the picture of Olivia right next to it. Someone was bound to know who she was. And even if they didn’t know who she was, someone would recognize her, sending her my way, right?

As I wrote this message in big letters on the cardboard, I thought back to the day our lives would change for the next four months.

“Hey, Danny, I really need to talk to you. It’s really important, so call me back as soon as you get this. I don’t care what time it is,” my voicemail repeated, over and over, until I finally got the nerve to call her. The tone of Olivia’s voice made me think something was wrong, or that she needed to “talk”, meaning whatever the reason for her call was, something bad was going to come out of this conversation.

“Hey Liv, it’s me.”

“Hi Dan,” she hesitantly replied.

“What was that message about? You sounded scared, or upset or something. What’s going on,” I asked her anxiously.

“Well, are you sure you want me to tell you? You might kill me…”

“Just tell me. It can’t be that bad. What’s wrong,” I insisted.

“Okay, fine. Just know in advance that I’m sorry and that I love you, okay?”

“Yes, okay! Just tell me, please!”

“Uhm, well, I’m not coming home for Christmas,” she mumbled, under her breath.

“Ha ha that’s hilarious. But really, what’s wrong,” I asked, laughing off what I thought was a really bad joke.

“Danny, I’m serious. I’m not coming home for Christmas. I have to work the day after and the week before is a big design show that I’m in charge of and I…” she started to ramble.

I cut her off, “Liv, you promised.” I hung up the phone. Did that actually just happen? I thought about it for a few more seconds. Yes, it’s true. It happened. She wasn’t coming home. Was I surprised? Not really. There is not one day of the year that she doesn’t work, or isn’t working on a project. I wasn’t surprised at all, actually, but I had gotten my hopes up when she promised me, multiple times, that she’d be home for Christmas.

The whole rest of the night, I ignored her calls and failed to respond to her any of her text messages, only because I had nothing more to say. She knew I was angry. And at this point, I she was gone. I knew Olivia was not coming back for me, not any time soon, at least. She was having the time of her life living her dream, but this dream was happening without me. I didn’t want to talk to her. I can’t believe she’s doing this to me.

I was still sitting on our corner, wishing the conversation about Christmas never happened. She really had missed Christmas, so I knew our relationship had fallen apart.

“Hi, excuse me? Hi there. Do you mind if we interview you? We’re from Fox News and we noticed that you’ve been sitting here for a few days. You’re waiting for someone? You’re not homeless, though, right,” a news reporter questioned.

“That’s right. I’m waiting here until my girl comes to find me. She knows I’m here, though,” I told her, ready to answer any questions.
Within minutes, the camera crew from the news program was standing on the corner, lights were shining on me, people were whispering, and the news reporter began asking me questions, making sure she knew the full story before she went on live.

“Breaking news! We’re here on the corner of Eighth and Grand and we have a young man here, Danny, who is claiming that he is ‘the man who can’t be moved’. He’s been here for four days, waiting for the love of his life to find him. What can you tell us about being the ‘man who can’t be moved’,” she asked me as cameras turned to film me.

“This exact spot is our corner. It’s the place we know best. Maybe being ‘the man who can’t be moved’ will bring her to me. She could be watching this broadcast right now, and will soon come running to this corner, where she knows I’ll be. I won’t move until she finds me. People have tried to hand me money, but I’m not broke, I just have a broken heart,” I explained.

“Wow, this is something we’ve never heard of before! Is there anything you’d like to say, in hopes of finding Olivia,” she asked me.

I stared into the camera, as if I was looking into her eyes, “Olivia, if you wake up one morning and realize you miss me, you know where to find me; the corner of Eighth and Grand. You’ll see me here, waiting for you,” I told her, through the broadcast I hoped she was watching.

“Danny, thank you so much for your time. I wish you the best of luck with your search. Now back to the newsroom,” she finished.

I watched the newscasters pull away, and I began wondering if Olivia had seen me. It was getting late and I was exhausted again. As the street lights turned off, I laid on my pillow, covering my head with my blanket, hoping to dream of Olivia.

I started dreaming about the night I decided that it was time to text her, after not hearing from her in so long.

It had been days since she told me she wasn’t coming home. I assumed she realized how mad I was and decided to keep her distance. But after five days of not talking to Olivia, I was starting to think about her a lot, and wondering if I should call her. I picked up my phone and sent her a quick text saying, “Hey.” Immediately, I received one back saying, “can’t talk. At work. Call later if I have time.” She never called.

I woke up from the dream about her, remembering the exact feeling I had after receiving her text—the last time I heard from her. It had been four months since I had even heard her voice; I almost forgot what it sounded like. I sat up, staring at the sky above, when someone started walking towards me. Chills ran up my spine and I tried to stay calm. I was positive that the person could hear my heart racing, but I could never be sure.

“Danny,” a woman asked, only a few feet away from me now.

“Yeah?”

“It’s me.”

“Liv?”

“Hi,” she said in a calm, but excited, tone, as she rushed over to hug me.

I sat, still wrapped in my blanket, hugging her, never wanting to let go.

“Why didn’t you call,” she asked, upset by the fact that we hadn’t spoken for months.

“Why didn’t you call? You told me you were going to call after work one night, but that was the last time I heard from you! I just figured you were busy and you’d call when you had a chance,” I tried to explain.

“Danny, I never said that to you. I never heard from you after you hung up on me after the whole Christmas thing.”

“What? No. Look, I’ll show you,” I assured her, as I pulled my phone out of my pocket, scrolled through some old texts to find the last one from her that I saved, reading, “can’t talk. At work. Call if I have time.”

“Oh my God, Dan, I’m so sorry. I know exactly what happened,” she claimed. “My boss, Amy, looks through my phone each morning, making sure I’m not up to anything sneaky, or doing anything I’m not supposed to be doing. I told her all about you and how we got into a fight, so she must have read the text thought it would be okay to respond for me. Which is why I’m here actually,” Olivia explained.

“Wait, what? Okay, whatever about Amy, you’re here now and that’s all that matters. What are you talking about? Why aren’t you still in Australia? I thought you couldn’t come home,” I asked her, confused.

“I just moved back home last week.”

“You did what!?”

“I’m home for good, Dan. The only way I’m leaving again is if you come with me.”

“Where’s all your stuff? How did you get here? Why didn’t you let me know you were coming back? Why did you quit?”

“Calm down, calm down. My stuff is at my parents’ house for now. I’m going tomorrow to look for a house. They picked me up from the airport on Sunday night. I walked here tonight, after I woke up from a dream about you, to see if you would be here waiting for me. I didn’t know if you’d be here or not, but I didn’t tell you I was home because I wanted it to be a surprise. I quit because I didn’t like the job as much as I thought I did, or thought I was going to,” Liv explained to me. I can’t believe she’s home.

“You didn’t see my broadcast I take it?”

She looked at me, confused. “Broadcast?”

“For the past few weeks, I’ve been the ‘man who can’t be moved’. Everything around me is what I brought from home. I’ve been sitting here waiting for you to come find me. I knew you’d come to this corner if you were ever looking for me, and sure enough, you’re here.”

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too. You have no idea how hard it’s been.”

Liv and I stayed on the corner for the next twelve hours, catching up on everything that had been going on since we last talked. We were laughing and crying as we talked about everything I had been thinking about, and all of the things that had happened to me since I became the man who can’t be moved.

***

Two months have gone by since Liv came to the corner of Eighth and Grand. We’re sitting at the kitchen table at home—at our new house in Sydney, Australia—talking about what to put on the last bare wall in the living room. Olivia paused, mid-sentence, running straight into the bedroom. She walked back out with a big rectangular box, wrapped in silver wrapping paper, tied with a blue bow.

“Open it,” she said to me.

“What is this? Why do I get presents? I didn’t do anything to deserve this,” I wondered.

I began unwrapping the box and opened it up to find a picture frame. In the middle was a piece of cardboard reading “I’m the girl who can’t be moved. If you see this guy, tell him I’m here.” Surrounding the cardboard were mainly pictures of us from the wedding here in Australia, My personal favorite was the picture of us throwing cake at each other at the wedding reception, but I noticed the one above it after I laughed to myself. The picture above was of two street signs: Eighth and Grand. She looked at me and smiled.
“This is perfect. Thank you. I know the perfect wall to hang this on. But, why does the cardboard read something different than mine did?”

“It was the first thing I did when I walked into my parents’ house the night I got home. I was going to sit on our corner, Eighth and Grand, until I found you. We apparently had the same idea, you just beat me to it.”

Cinta dan sahabat, dua hal yang tak mudah ntuk dimengerti. Kadang bisa sangat berarti, namun dalam hal itu bisa membuat luka teramat perih. Aku adalah orang yang berada di tengah-tengah cinta dan sahabat itu. Kini, aku yang begitu merindukan hadirnya seorang kekasih, dalam hangatnya persahabatanku dengan Sisil yang lebih muda satu tingkat dariku.

Tiga minggu di awal semester satu...aku duduk di bangku kelas XII, seabrek kegiatan pun kulalui tanpa kuharus memikirkan cinta menurutku itu hanya membuatku lelah.
Namun, pertemuan itu membuatku melupakan suatu hal, aku yang larut dalam perasaanku terhadap Alan. Aku terlalu bodoh karena terlalu jatuh hati pada orang yang salah, jatuh hati pada orang yang tak pernah menyimpan cinta padaku. Aku tak begitu saja menyalahkannya! Dia tak patut untuk disalahkan, dia hanya korban dari cintaku dan dia terlalu baik mau mengerti akan cintaku padanya.

Dan terlalu naif bila kini aku harus menyesal karena mengenalnya. Karena dia aku dapat merasakan hal terindah, walaupun hanya sekejap. Aku terlalu naif hingga aku pun tidak menyadari Sisil merasakan juga perih yang kurasa. Sisil sahabatku orang yang kupercaya seutuhnya, orang yang selalu berusaha ada untukku. Kini, telah terluka karena keegoisanku.

Seharusnya aku tak pernah hadir di antara Alan dan Sisil. Bila akhirnya luka ini yang kurasa.
Andai saja kusadari dari awal, andai saja ku lebih mengerti mereka, andai saja aku tidak jatuh hati pada Alan, Alan dan Alan. Orang yang kucintai dan selalu ada dalam hatiku walau hati ini terasa perih, kudapat mengerti tak ada gunanya kubertahan di sisimu, karena ternyata kau lebih menginginkan Sisil mengisi hari-harimu. Aku di sini yang begitu tulus mencintaimu dan aku yang selalu berusaha ntuk mengerti dirimu kan selalu menanti dan menata hati lagi hingga bayanganmu pergi hingga tak ada lagi luka kurasa, hingga tak ada lagi kecewa yang terasa.
Aku di sini kan selalu berusaha tegar menjalani hari-hariku, aku kan selalu berusaha tersenyum agar kau bisa bahagia bersama Sisil sahabatku. Walaupun dia telah merebutmu, kisahku dan dia dulu takkan pernah kulupa, dia tetap sahabatku, percayalah dengan sisa kesedihanku ini.

Kumasih dapat bertahan hingga kelak kau mengerti bahwa aku memang mencintaimu. Aku memang menyayangi, tapi aku tak rela tersakiti olehmu saat ini, esok dan sampai kapanpun.
Pertemuan itu berawal dari perkenalanku dengan Alan, seorang cowok yang aku kenal dari temanku, Marcell. Perkenalan yang terbilang singkat juga, aku mulai merasakan getaran cinta itu. Rasa itu mulai menerangi kembali tahta hatiku yang telah lama ditinggal pergi oleh seseorang yang pernah begitu berarti dalam hidupku dulu. Yang sampai saat ini pun aku belum bisa melupakannya.

Alan yang telah hadir untuk mengisi hari-hariku pun membuatku terlelap akan rasa bahagia itu, hingga akupun tak pernah menyadari ternyata semua kebahagiaan itu palsu. Alan orang yang kucintai dengan tulus ternyata datang hanya untuk menyakiti dan menorehkan luka. Luka yang teramat dalam di hatiku. Pertemuan itu juga yang telah menghancurkan semuanya. Hidupku yang begitu indah yang begitu berwarna menjadi hancur akan hadirnya!

Malam itu aku dan Alan sepakat untuk memadu kasih, merajut asa dan menggapai cita berdua. Aku belum pernah merasakan sebahagia ini, aku begitu merasa begitu beruntung bisa dicintai oleh orang yang kucintai. Hari-hari bahagia pun mulai kami lalui. Alan begitu indah di mataku yang membuatku lupa akan segalanya, bila bersamanya. Itu juga yang membuatku merelakan tahta hatiku dipenuhi oleh cintanya, namun lagi-lagi kenyataan tak selalu berjalan sesuai dengan yang kuharapkan.

Minggu pertama hubungan cintaku bersama Alan mulai goyah, Alan mulai berubah dan tidak lagi Alan yang selalu tersenyum untukku. Alan tidak juga bersifat manis padaku, setiap tutur katanya yang menyejukkan hatiku kini terasa mengiris-iris hatiku. Apa yang telah kulakukan padanya hingga dia begitu tega padaku, aku begitu percaya padanya hingga aku pun terluka olehnya.

Hubungan ini berakhir begitu saja, pertemuan singkat itu menjadi menyakitkan. Sahabat pun menjadi pelarian sedih dan kecewa, tapi sahabatku tega mengkhianatiku. Dia yang ternyata merebut Alan dariku, dia merenggut semua kebahagiaanku . Persahabatan yang telah bertahun-tahun kubina bersamanya pun menjadi tak berarti. Aku lelah dengan semua ini hingga aku sempat memutuskan tali persahabatan itu, egoiskah aku?

Aku hanya belum bisa berpikir jernh saat itu, aku merasa semakin tolol, seharusnya kubisa merelakan Alan dan Sisil untuk bersama. Karena mungkin kebahagiaan Alan hanya ada pada Sisil! Aku belum siap kehilangan kebahagiaan itu, aku masih ingin disayangi walau semua itu hanya kebohongan. Aku tak mau merasakan sakit hati ini lagi. Akankah sakit ini akan terganti saat ku melihat kebahagiaan orang yang kucintai dan Sisil sahabatku.

Kini dalam setiap hari-hari sepiku, dalam kesendirianku, aku hanya bisa berharap aku kan memiliki kekasihku lagi, memiliki dia yang telah pergi, karena aku kan selalu mencintainya. Aku kan selalu mengenangnya di dalam hatiku,karena dia telah datang dan pergi dengan menghiasi setiap sudut didalam hatiku dengan cintanya yang sesaat, dan Sisil sahabatku buatlah cintaku bahagia karena kalian begitu berarti untukku...***

Efek Rumah Kaca - Global Warming

Bumi dibungkus dalam selimut udara disebut atmosfer, yang terdiri dari beberapa lapisan gas. Matahari jauh lebih panas dari bumi dan memberikan dari sinar panas (radiasi) yang berjalan melalui atmosfer dan mencapai Bumi. Gas di atmosfer menyerap sebagian panas dan memantulkannya ke ruang angkasa. Gas-gas ini disebut gas rumah kaca dan proses alami antara matahari, suasana dan Bumi ini disebut efek rumah kaca, karena bekerja dengan cara yang sama seperti rumah kaca. Jendela rumah kaca memainkan peran yang sama seperti gas-gas di atmosfer, menjaga beberapa panas agar tetap di dalam rumah kaca.

Tatoo Bunga Mawar
Seorang gadis cantik .. memakai kaos tanpa lengan .. memperlihatkan tatoo bunga mawar merah dilengan atasnya yg putih bersih dekat bahu .. sedang antri bus .. seorang pemuda yg berdiri disampingnya berkata ...

"mbak .. mawarnya bagus ya" .. gadis itu diam saja .. ngga lama kemudian sipemuda berkata lagi

.. "mbak .. mawarnya bagus ya" .. gadis itu diam .. dan hal itu membuat si pemuda penasaran, lalu berkata ..

"mbak .. boleh nyium bunganya ngga" .. si gadis diam .. cuma menoleh sekilas ... dan si pemuda yg semakin nekat .. berkata lagi ..

"mbak .. mbak .. boleh nyium bunganya ngga" ... si gadis yang salah tingkah krn dilihat banyak orang, menoleh kearah pemuda itu sambil mengangkat tangannya tinggi2 .. sehingga memperlihatkan bulu2 ketiaknya yang basah karena keringat dan berkata dengan keras ...

"mas .. sebelum kamu mencium bunga mawar merah saya .... niiiih .. kamu cium dulu akarnya" .

'Oi! Can you stop it, you half brain?' I shouted at Mikey, the bearer of one of the worlds' biggest facial volcanoes!

'What's it now, you fat cow?!' He screeched back, in that girly voice of him, Gosh, I feel bad for the guy – 16 and his voice hasn't even broken yet! HA! No wonder...
'Shut up! Can't you see I'm studying?!' Larina blurted.

'Oooh! Nerdy girl found her voice! Took you a bloody while!' Mikey spat at her, and I felt like going up to him, and hitting his head, off his shoulders. Luckily, I was stopped before carrying out this petrifying act.

'Ignore that plunker, nobody cares about him anyway!' Jake said, and I swirled around to stare into his dark hazel eyes, only to snap back to reality five seconds later, after feeling his HUGE ego creeping up.

'Hm, whatever! Go away!!!' I snapped at him, waiting for him to leave, but he didn't.
'And why is that?! Why should I listen to you?!' he retorted, but I just turned away, and walked off.

'YOU LOOK PRETTY HOT IN YOUR SPORTS UNIFORM!! CALL ME!! 054663915!' he shouted in my direction as I walked off.
'WANNABE! GET A LIFE JAKE!' I screamed back, and walked towards my brother Georg, who was laughing his butt off, at what he just heard.
'Hahaa! 'Call me! Oh wonderful Enni, call me, call me!' Muahaa! Looks like you got a stalker little sis...' Georg concluded.
'Oh shut up! You know who I like anyways.'

'Yeah, I do, but he's my close friend, and he's also 2 years older than you!'. The guy we were talking about, was Tom, my brothers close friend, and band member. Both Tom and Georg were in a band, along with Bill, Tom's identical brother, and Gustav, the drummer – who I've nicknamed Gugi.
'But it's only two years! Come on G! I'm your sister, and you owe me this one!' I pleaded.

'So what you're trying to tell me, is that you want me to ask my best friend out?'
'Not for yourself you bum! FOR ME!' I screeched.
'No way! I've got a life, and by all means, so do you....Ask him yourself!' G said, ending the argument, with a serious tone, for once. 'Oh, look! There he is now! TOM! OI TOM! GET OVER HERE!!'

'No!!! What are you doing?! Have you gone absolutely mental?!' I hissed, and immediately went to my sulking mode, as Tom ran towards us. Gosh, I was totally in love...I've never seen anyone so prefect! His skin, his hair, his eyes....His body!
'Hey dude.' Tom said, you know, in that hot way of his.'What's up?'
'Nothing much, just sitting here, chilling. Trying to get out of doing sports for another week!' G said, and glanced unevenly towards me.

'Hey Enni, didn't know you were so tight with Georg, here...I thought that everyone had problems with his odour!' Tom said, and giggled. Georg and I joined in too. And all of a sudden, I found my voice.

'Mmm, hi. Yeah, well he's my bro. You get used to it after 16 years.'
'Cool. Well, I gotta run, see you two later, cause I'm coming to your house.'
'See you dude, and remember, no chicks!....Just bring some food, our fridge is empty!'
'No worries. No chicks, just us...and Enni. And who do I blame for not filling your fridge?! I'm not God.' Tom said, and we all laughed again. His eyes even twinkled a bit when he said my name.

'That's me..... I didn't go shopping lately. But never mind! We'll survive.' I choked.
'Cool. Later dude...and dudette.' Tom said and ran off towards the rest of his football team, to continue the training session.
'Haven't you got gymnastics practice, child?' Georg squeaked in my direction, imitating my coach's voice – unsuccessfully.

'Yeah, but do I look like I'm in the state to do double jump twists, and pilates stretching? Don't answer that, I'm just going to stay here. I need a tan anyways.' I snapped, and G took no notice of my horrible mood. Great wasn't it? Tom's coming over, and so are Bill and Gugi, and I've got friends over too! I should just cancel. Plus, if Ronni, Claude and Joska came over, I would manage to embarrass myself, and I would never got out of that house again!

*While Georg and Enni were talking, during Tom's footie practise. *

'Who's she dude? She's not that ugly.' Luke said, and Tom just stared at him in absolute awe.

'She's my friends sister. Oi! Eyes over here, brain too. Put your mind into something good for a start. Keep what ever's in your pants under control! And anyways...You've got no chance with her. Her type is hot guitarist....' Tom said, complimenting himself.

'Okay dude! Chill. God, it seems to me as if you've already called dibs on her.'
'LUKE! I will hit you so hard, you wouldn't even remember what a 69 is!'
'HEY! I shall never, not under any circumstances, forget what a 69 is. It is my life's motto, how could I forget that?!' Luke snapped, defending his dignity and keeping that little piece of self respect he had, tightly locked away.

'Jeez, I was joking. But yeah, I've got dibs on her, and under no circumstances am I letting her go.' Tom retorted, and ignored any of Luke's next comments and implementations.

*On the way back home. The whole gang is there*

'Get your skateboard, the guys and I are waiting outside.' G said, and I obediently ran off to fetch my skate from the administrator. After a few minutes, I was back, and the guys were ready to leave.

'Okay, I'm ready. Are we going?' I said, breathless, and tired.
'Yeah, sure lets bounce.' Bill said, and the guys made their slow walk home, whilst I skated by their side.

'Can you do flips?' Tom asked me, anxiously, after we had reached the High Street.
'Yeah. Oh wait on my skateboard, or off?'
'Both....' he replied and grinned.

'Oh of course. Want to see one?' I asked, keen to show off a little.
'Sure, flip away!' all the guys said in unison, and I skated a bit forward, so that I could get a good spring off the ground. And POOF I had jumped and flipped the skateboard twice around it's orbit, landing steadily and smiling with all my might.

'NICE ONE SIS!' Georg shouted and clapped, whist the others joined in as well.
'Okay, this time I'll do some on the skateboard, but before that, you've gotta show me those gymnastics jumps that you always do.' Tom bargained and I agreed.
'Okay, well this is a triple jump, forward of course, with a rotational point and a hands up at the end...i expect a standing ovation when I'm done!' I said proudly and ran a few meters forward to get a good jump.

Step one, step two, and JUMP! I thrust myself off the ground, and flipped that triple forward turn within seconds.

'Okay, well....That was too cool! And I admit, I can't do that.' The guys said, all together, in their own cheeky way. I just laughed a bit, and told Tom that it was now his turn to show off a bit.

'Okay, well this is a bit more complicated than what you did, but it's still cool! So watch me! Don't just look away.' he said, and started to do those magnificent flips and turns, all I could do was stand and stare, mesmerized by his skill and charm, while he did the flips.

I just can't wait for tonight. It should be the best night of my life – and I really hope it is!

Pria Tertampan di Dunia Bagi Anda para wanita tentu penasaran dengan siapakah gerangan pria tertampan di dunia? Selain ketampanan, biasanya hal lain yang turut mempengaruhi daya tarik seorang pria adalah kekayaan yang dimilikinya. Ke dua hal ini akan semakin menambah kesempurnaan seoranh pria di mata wanita. Pria yang kaya lebih disukai oleh para wanita karena memiliki kemungkinan yang lebih besar untuk dapat membangun keluarga yang sejahtera dan berkecukupan. Namun begitu, ketampanan tetaplah hal yang relatif. Anda bisa mengklaim siapa saja yang menurut Anda adalah pria tertampan di dunia. Bisa jadi mungkin pasangan Anda, suami Anda, teman, kekasih dan sebagainya.

Guru

Guru.......
Namamu yg begitu indah
Ingat selalu dirimu
Tulusnya engkau mendidik kami
Marah yg kadang engkau berikan padaku
Namun itu adalah kasih sayang mu
O...........guru
Pikiran mu yg kau berikan padaku
Ikat janjimu yg ku percaya
Alangkah baik nya engkau

Tanpa jasa mu tak akan pernah kulupakan...!!!!

1. Coca-cola dulu berwarna hijau.
2. Nama yang paling umum digunakan di dunia adalah Mohammed.
3. Dalam bahasa inggris, semua nama benua diawali dan diakhiri dengan huruf vokal yang sama.
4. Otot terkuat yang ada di badan kita adalah lidah.
5. Setiap orang di USA punya 2 kartu kredit!
6. TYPEWRITER adalah kata terpanjang yang dapat diketik dalam satu baris tuts keyboard anda.
7. Perempuan ngedip dua kali lebih banyak dari pada laki-laki.
8. Menahan nafas tidak akan membuatmu mati.
9. Setiap manusia tidak dapat menjilat siku tangannya sendiri.
10. Kalau ada orang mengucapkan doa setiap kali ada yang bersin karena memang setiap kali kau bersin, jantungmu berhenti satu milisecond.
11. Secara fisik, setiap babi tidak bisa melihat ke langit.
12. Ucapkan “sixth sick sheik’s sixth sheep’s sick” beberapa kali, nanti anda akan mahir berbahasa inggris!
13. Bersin terlalu keras dapat mematahkan tulang iga, memutuskan pembuluh darah di kepala atau leher dan mengakibatkan kematian.
14. Setiap raja dalam kartu remi melambangkan raja-raja besar jaman dahulu kala:

Raja sekop - Raja Daud
Raja keriting - Alexander Agung
Raja hati - Raja Charlemagne
Raja wajik - Julius Caesar

15. 111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987, 654,321
16. Kalau ada patung orang naik kuda dan dua kaki depan kuda itu naik di udara, itu tandanya orang itu mati dalam perang.
17. Kalau kaki kudanya cuma satu yang diangkat berarti orang itu cuma terluka dalam perang.
18. Kalau semua kaki kudanya menjejak tanah, berarti orang itu meninggal karena sakit.
19. Apa persamaan rompi anti peluru, printer laser, tangga darurat dan wiper mobil? Jawabannya: semua ditemukan oleh perempuan! Hah!
20. Satu-satunya makanan yang tidak bisa busuk? Jawaban: madu.
21. Buaya nggak bisa melet lidah.
22. Siput bisa tidur selama 3 tahun.
23. Semua beruang kutub KIDAL!
24. American Airlines menghemat $40,000 tahun 1987 dengan cara mengurangi 1 buah olive dari setiap piring salad yang mereka sajikan untuk penumpang kelas 1.
25. Indera perasa kupu-kupu ada di kaki.
26. Gajah adalah satu-satunya hewan yang tidak bisa lompat.
27. Selama 4000 tahun belakangan ini, jenis hewan yang dipelihara di rumah cuma itu-itu saja.
28. Rata-rata manusia lebih takut pada laba-laba daripada kematian.
29. Shakespeare menemukan kata: “Assassination” dan “bump”
30. Dengan menggunakan cara mengetik 10 jari, STEWARDESSES adalah kata terpanjang yang bisa diketik hanya dengan jari-jari tangan kiri.
31. Semut selalu jatuh ke kanan setiap kali disemprot cairan anti hama
32. Kursi listrik ditemukan oleh seorang dokter gigi
33. Jantung manusia dapat menyemprotkan darah sejauh 30 kaki.
34. Dalam 18 bulan, 2 ekor tikus bisa punya lebih dari sejuta anak tikus!
35. Memakai headphone selama satu jam dapat menstimulasi perkembangan bakteri dalam telinga sebanyak         700 kali lipat!
36. Pemantik ditemukan sebelum korek api.
37. Setiap lipstik mengandung sisik ikan.
38. Seperti sidik jari, lidah manusia pun mempunyai kontur yang berbeda-beda.
39. 99% orang yang membaca tulisan ini mencoba mengalikan fakta no. 15
40. Dan akhirnya, 99% orang yang baca tulisan ini pasti mencoba menjilat siku