Fail? Sick isn't it? But don't get carried away in it.

Do you ever feel failed? Do you know it's sad?
Do you know it's mad? Or do you never felt it all? Damn shit thingy if someone does not ever feel it at all

Today, not  bad, not luck too, nor is my way to regret what has happened. But what else the word has would be a match answer. Everything has happened and become mess. Everything has messed up!

Essentially, you create something that will face as the day that you think is the last day for you to competent in your field. Make it as something that is your last chance. Don't give up, even in the seconds last arouse the world.

Men, there's no "stupid men". But like whatever I say, every human being, would be felt where he was at the peak of metamorphosed.

God, keep your arms around me. I really need you, to realize my dreams. I still need your arms, still ... Forever.. 


And for today GOD, anyone, who felt he had fallen, please.. hug them, embrace them, make them feel  come to strong stand back, and move toward to a better direction. Reinforced them, God.

Hi! Hello :) , I'm  in an attempt to add a bit of organization to my insanity. 

In December everything changed, things became clearer, and I went with it. I felt more than I had in months. I saw Christmas. 
In January i took a trip to Bandung-Bogor (for the first time) just because. I finished my last semester of classes, went home, play hide and seek with my cats. did fun Holiday things with my friends, and had a wonderful day with my new bike. :)


It’s been a strange week for me.  I’ve really fought hard, wrestling with the verses we’ll be covering this Monday.  I find it so important not to take the easy route of pointing fingers everywhere else when dealing with the subject of empty religion or legalism or everything that straight on your pointless. Achievement, I failed to finished my dreams.

It’s like a heartbeat in a vast, desolate, lifeless world. There I stood, looking out at expectant, dirty faces; at human beings dressed in rags and missing digits and dignity.  What could I say to them? I took a deep breath and  asked God to fill my words.

Perfection belongs only to God, the Lord and the Creator. We as humans only can designing and trying, God is allowed. Although sometimes what is in the face do not match with what we want, remain convinced that God is with us. There is no late to try and keep trying.