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Monday, 31 March 2014

You'll Forever Be Missed, Grandma

Rest in peace, Mbah. I love you and I always will
This day marked as the worst day in my entire 16 years of livingeven dare I say it's the worst heartbreak I ever felt. And due to all my respect and love for her, I won't write anything that shows my grieve but instead I would love to show my gratitude towards God that I got a chance to feel her warmth and love in this life.

I think, the worst part of losing someone to death is that you don't get to say goodbye properly. They just left, that's all. No goodbyes. The pain will never heal even after months and years went by, it will haunt you for the rest of your life. You'll long for their existence all your life, but it's okay.

Thank you for showing me that real love does exist. I will always cherish the times we spent together and I will always pray for your peacefulness up there. Selamat jalan, Mbah :)

Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Her Perspective on Writing

I have been writing for as long as I live. I still remember the first time my parents bought a computer for me back then when I was still in elementary school. I remember my first writing was about fairies (inspired by Fairy Odd Parents), 'though I didn't quite capture it clearly on my memory.


Beside writing fictions, I was also quite a blogger until junior high days. Then, there was this social media outbreak everywhere. I started pressing the pause button when in high school, I was on Instagram and Twitter a lot back then, even though I was still endlessly write fictions and short story in my laptop. I know that no one's actually read those stories, but still they gave me a liberating feeling; that amidst this uncertainty of life, I could still at least control my stories and the characters inside of them. I could give them a life I could never live.

By the end of high school, I found a suitable platform for my fictions: Wattpad. I went for "Pizzajunkie" as an alias, and decided not to reveal my personal information. What started as a media for me to express, it turns out that people actually loved my stories. It was the first time in my life I gain the recognition and encouragement about my writing. I was confident enough, and my friends started telling me that I'm talented (even though I'm not really sure about that). But in the end of the day, it comes to my realization that when you create something from your heart, it will passed on to the hearts of people who read or see it.

For me, writing is a passion I would never lose affection for. It helps me escape from reality, it heals wound through sentences, it lets me live a thousand lives and see the world from different perspectives. I could be everything I want and be in every places my heart desires.

I write to express, not to impress.

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