Sunday, 10 November 2013

A Bolt of Lightning.

"your voice is the soundtrack of my summer, you're like unlike any other, You'll always be my thunder."
 - Thunder , Boys Like Girls

I've been lately wearing either shorts or skirts these days. Not that I have really anything to show off 'cause of my not so model like legs,   I guess I'm just taking advantage of the weather before the colder season kicks in. Not that Jakarta snows or even drops below 10Âșc even. Hmn, that just sounded so ... irrational. 

Oh well, this look is mainly what I'd put on when I hang out in the mall with friends or when I want to meet new people. Yeah, I dress for the occasion and depending on who I'm gonna be with you could say. It's also what I can call "casual" but still edgy. In my own sort of way. Although I was really exhausted when I took those pics. 

Oh and it's also the first time I did outdoor shots! YEEEEEEY! thanks to the ever hard-to-convince-to-take-pictures-of-me sister. yep. 

Top and skirt both : Bugis street , Singapore
Shoes : Kruzin ,(available in Bratpack)
Belt : New Look
Leopard Backpack : D' Fashion House
Accesories : Cotton On and biishoppe

Saturday, 2 November 2013

A broken smile.

The title may sound just a tad dramatic, I could say. 
But it's simply what I am today. And who knows 'til when.

In the course of our journey in life, (okay, now I'm sounding like I'm about to write a novel. Calm yourselves, guys. It's just a blog entry.) we'd come across certain people. Some stay, some go, some come and go. And it's not always up to us who will it be; some people we drag on when they've been considered detached from us, while some cling on when we never even recognized their existence in life. We can't help it though. It's not entirely our fault. We're human. We're allowed to make mistakes. However, when you already know what you are admitting to, it's not a mistake anymore, but a choice you have made. We're not always granted to have what we always wanted or wished for, but that does not mean we take for granted what we are given. These people are said to be 'tests' for us. To see what we'd to when the occasion happens. To make us stronger, learn and bla bla. Well, it's testing me all too well that I might just give up on myself. I don't know. Who knows really. 

Then there are sincerely nice people. Who are just God-sent angels to make a difference in this world or what not. Some we are oblivious to, sadly. 
They may not be the type to ask for gratitude or some appreciation of some sort for anything. But that does not mean, you don't do so. It's a human trait to appreciate anyone's efforts whether it'd be big or small. So here's what I'm telling you guys, learn to fuckng appreciate. 
We wouldn't know how a simple "thank you" or "good job" could mean to somebody. We will never know how much weight it would be lifted off them when such words come across their ears. 

Now, I'm not sure these days whether I smile genuinely or out of giving others the false impression that I'm okay. Probably because, I'm used to it. It comes with advantages though, good ones, I could say. And some drawbacks too. Could I consider myself broken? 
It made somethings easier for me being this way. 

I wish someone would tell me when I'm authentically smiling, 'cause I, for one, can't testify anymore.