Fragile Things

"Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on the air, composed of sounds and ideas—abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken—and what could be more frail than that? But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created."

Neil Gaiman

This is exactly why I love to write.

summer mini playlist

The few days back have been my favorite moments, ever. I am glad I have time enjoying some good music and great foods, catching up some fine movies and TV shows, and getting a very wonderful sleep.

Invisible Monsters

"No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We’re just warming up."
Chuck Palahniuk

we once wished

I could have sworn there are so many feelings I would like to hide.
You could have sworn there are so many things you would like to tell.
Even I could not tell why I wrote you all of these words.
Even you could not hide how you tried to forget those words.
Wish I did not have to leave, wish you did not have to go.

Wish we could stay,
At the right spot,
At the right moment.

Wish we were meant to be.

love you

When you pull back and let everything go, you are beautiful in that way. When your life is very selfless, you are beautiful in that way.
And everyone loves you in that way.

I dreamed a simple dream

13 years ago today, my mother was one of the women who styled herself with class,
My days went on imitating how she dresses,
Her blazers, her heels, her necklaces, even her lipsticks.
13 years after, my mother is still wearing what have always been her favorites.

13 years ago today, my mother was a trust-worthy worker,
My days went on observing how she talks to other,
Her tone of voices, her use of words, made all the respects went to her.
13 years after, my mother is the source of my character.

13 years ago today, I infinitely adored her.
For everyone's sake, she was one of the most beautiful women ever.
Her bags was not as incredibly exquisite as Hermes,
but I assured she smelled like she had used the most amazing perfumes.
13 years after, she smells elegantly just like roses.

13 years ago today, I told her to keep all her dresses she ever wore,
I whispered to her, "When I grow up, I want to be exactly just like who you were".
She smiled beautifully and kissed my hair, saying:
"You will, honey. Trust me, you will grow up stunning."

13 years after, my life is on its way to being twenty.
I dress absolutely better than her, but she teaches me how not to live in vanity.
Today, I am the luckiest daughter to lend her my makeups,
get her whatever she wants, and buy her everything she needs.

Everyone can be a mother, but not every mother can be a mom.
I have always dreamed of this dream, a very simple dream.
Today, I have gone from a cocoon to a butterfly,
and my mother finally says, "Go, daughter. Go fly."
13 years ago today, I wanted to be like my mother.
13 years after, I want to be a mother.


Story by: Theresa Riasmanida Pramestry
Thank you for this very exquisite little story. Keep writing. :)

x-men first class

I couldn't be happier to know that Marvel has pushed beyond the limit due to its increasingly number of movies that will be out in the future. But to tell you the truth, nothing excites me more than the installment of X-Men film series, well, in spite of how disappointing the X-Men Origins: Wolverine was. However, the power of Marvel Studios proves another point by bringing The Wolverine back in few years next. Anyway, X-Men for sure has been my favorite superhero teams by Marvel since forever.

This summer is gonna be extremely interesting.

those unspeakable words

I don't really know the reason behind why I want to write you this. Probably because these million words are very tired to be kept for quite a very long time. So I decided to let a few of it out, just perhaps to remain as a normal human. We haven't talked to each other since I can't remember when, well actually I remember, but it's very hard to tell because we actually have already parted our own ways beyond our notices. Regardless, I want to thank you to have made me feel special as a being, in spite of what you've actually done. You know I hold on to something very differently to the rest of other women. I can't rely on anything normal women will do, not that I'm not willing to. But your appreciation towards the awkwardness that lies between my very self, thank you.

Anyway, I firmly believe that nothing actually happens between us. Nothing actually happens inside of me and nothing, in fact, happens inside of you. So we will meet each other again as friends in our rendezvous and everything remains silent as before. To be honest, this feeling I cherish is the one that keeps me going, reminding me that I'm appreciable by someone who is my own favorite. You are my favorite, by far. Certain moments I won't forget simply because how that very seconds were so special by what we were doing or talking about. I guarantee that you won't remember each of that moments, because it was just so plain and unremarkable, but to me it is worth to be missed and will not easily be forgotten.

Somehow one day at the unusual corner of the city, I know we will meet again in a very different fashion and at the most unexpected and inopportune of periods. You'll be with her, and I hope by that time she's the best for all of your quirkiness. And I'll be, well most likely by myself. Or we both will be by ourselves and we will just smile onto each other with that little strangeness I believe will occur. However the moment will be, I know that day will happen. And when that day does come, I hope we will feel something quite enchanting, which I believe is fate. I'll be what myself have always wanted to be, and I believe you will too. We will be very happy to see each other again in spite of every bizarreness that lies in between and you will most certainly be as charming as how every girl always talks about you. And I hope you will still have the character that used to overwhelm me with the same nervous excitement I felt in certain undefined moments we had in the past. However you won't precisely understand how I actually feel about you because until now and the very last second of writing the previous word, I'm still attracted to you without knowing why.


Always, Me.

winter's bone

Watched it couples of weeks ago, Winter's Bone preferably is one of my favorite movies in 2010. An indie movie with such a perfect sense of location and a skilled performance by the casts, also not to forget an outstanding accomplishment by Debra Granik.
Very recommended.

Chinese cinema consequently shows such an epic journey of transformation through times.
World-renowned filmmakers such as Wong Kar-wai, Edward Yang, Hou Hsiao-hsien, Zhang Yimou, and Tsai Ming-liang are respectably acclaimed as one of the leading figures in Chinese cinema's movement. Watched quite a few of their films back then, but probably I will explore Chinese movies all over again and might as well enjoy connecting dots between each films and its makers.
Just hoping I could easily bump into all of their movies...