Stuff I Learned So Far

Okay, a quick confession.

I’m now still in Newcastle, UK – studying for my Bachelor degree in Graphic Design. Things have been hard. In fact, this is the hardest point of my life. I will tell the detail later. Things that I wanted to share are this:

Don’t worry about what’s gonna happen tomorrow. Do what’s in front of your eyes now.. Do all you have to do and put full effort.

What if I fail?
It’s okay, try again. Tomorrow, next month, next year, next opportunity. Life must go on!

What people gonna think about me if I fail?
Don’t worry, they don’t know what you’ve been through. They don’t know you. You don’t need to look fabulous in front of everybody. Real friends will never judge you anyway.

I guess I have a bad luck. I was just ALWAYS meeting the wrong person in the wrong time. Always.
You will never know. Those people’s existence might be the thing you will be thank of the most in the future. A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.

Talking about bad luck, some people isn’t more skilled than me but I don’t see them struggling as much as me. Why should i put double effort to get the same thing they achieved? Life is unfair!
Now you judge people. You can’t never measure how hard another person’s life is.

See there’s still no meaningful progress, I’m gonna be scolded by my tutor/boss again!
Face it. If you’re still not doing good, then you need to be scolded! Painful? Feel that pain. Record that pain. Next time, don’t do it again. Same thing with achievement. Record in your mind how joyful it is. Next time, aim for it again. They gonna hate you? Whatever, their appreciation won’t determine your future. They’re not the only way to achieve success.

Why can’t I be like him? or her? Why I’m born with no talent?
You’re not them and they are not you. Stop comparing. Everybody has their portion of blessing and of responsibility. You’re still saying you don’t have talent? Here I tell you one. Survive, it’s your talent.

Man, I feel like giving up. I’ve been troubling people’s life. I guess ending my life will be the best way to end the pain in me and others.
You have to keep alive to pay for your mistakes, dumbass. That money of your parents that you’ve wasted and that trust you’ve lost. Don’t make people traumatised by your immature decision making and make wherever place you died become haunted.

Enjoy your life NOW, not ‘if’. If I graduate, if I get a job, if I get a big salary, if I’m in relationship.. if if..
Do your work with enthusiasm everyday. Tackle that small chunks of work day by day. Keep doing it even if it looks impossible.
And one day.. it will be possible.

Muhammad Ali’s Quote – Adidas

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wishing the best for you!

A Quick Post

Hello!

It’s been really long, I know 🙂 So many things happened in the past 8 months! Here are the highlights for you to anticipate:
– I attended 2 Korean Pop concerts for free!
– Life lessons that I learned this year.
– Trip to Lombok, the exotic island of Indonesia.
– Doing my first video blog!

And on top of that, I’ve been in UK for 3 months now! Life’s been tough lately, yeah, but I will share it to you anyway 🙂 I actually wrote some drafts already but it never finished 😦

Now, please allow me to finish some urgent things and I promise I will be back to bring the stories really soon! This year! 😀
While you’re waiting, I would like to share this month’s favourite music video by this Youtube guy named Kurt Hugo Schneider! Merry Christmas everyone!

Cheers people!
(P.S.: Btw this blog passed 1 year old already! Man, I haven’t done so many things here. LOL *fly away*)

The Forgotten Miracle

View days ago, while cleaning my room, I found a box of warm patch. I remember buying this because once I had a weird ache in my waist, near my vertebra (couldn’t remember the common name) and having this pain reliever patch sticked in my waist was at least helped me to reduce the pain. A lot of assumptions of why this happened was made: wrong position in sleeping, lack of drink until ‘twisted’ neurone. Dad, who believe in Chinese medicine more than those in modern drug store, even gave me a pack of ‘tablets that would help you urinate more’. This sounds strange, since it is my waist that is troubled, not the way I urinate. I drank it anyway (well, at some point, I stopped drinking it).

I drank the medicine my dad gave me, vitamin B that Vita suggested me (it has something to do with nerve), drink more.. even walk more! No clue of recovery. This happened for months. I didn’t even tell mom, in case she worried (read: in case she would gave her i-told-you-to-sleep-early-and-eat-fruits speech again). It was really disturbing (not my mom, the pain) especially in my tight schedule. I become easily tired and I couldn’t walk for more than 15 minutes. Day passed and the pain has ‘expanded’ their territory until my thigh. The worst thing happened when I go to a computer expo with Eunike. Suddenly one of my leg (I forgot which one) become so hurt that I couldn’t feel it and I barely able to walk. I prayed a lot so God would let this pain go away.

My dad keep texting me every day, asking if I had recovered. I replied with the same answer every day,
“No.”
“How come?” he replied.
“How do I know?”
Weeks passed and I became tired of answering his question. I then replied,
“Yes, I recovered.”
“How come?” the same reply he gave to me.
“Uh.. I correct my sleeping position, drink more…”
This is more of a faith statement than lying. I want to start saying that I am healed. I am healed.

And one day, not so long after that, the pain disappeared as mysteriously as how it came. I forgot when was the pain disappeared. I just remember one night I sit in my bed after hanging out with my friends all day long and suddenly amazed of the fact that my waist wasn’t hurt at all. It wasn’t hurt anymore. I’m healed. All glory to God’s name.

More than a year passed. Finding this unused yet cold patch today was a loud knock in the head.
“Hey! Don’t you remember that day, when God healed you? Don’t you remember how your busy days can be worse than this?”
I apologised God for forgetting such a wonderful work he did to me in the past and grumbling to him of how tired I am these day and how those non-human pressure given to me day by day. It could be worse. It could be worse. After this event, I promise to record any great works of Him, so that I remember how God loves me so much. Especially in the time of sorrow.

Record your miracles, today!

It should be so…

It should be so mysterious that you would keep seeking for it, and at some point, learn to let it go.

– icydelight

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been tortured to live like this. To find something that I want badly and be ready to accept that maybe I can’t have it. I want it to be certain. Yes I would have it, or no, I wouldn’t have it. But…

What’s so surprising about predicted things?

What’s so special about owning something that you don’t really want?

God wants you to get the best, more than anyone else want you to get it. He just.. sometimes need to test you whether you will love the things He gave you more than Himself or not. The same thing happened to Abraham when he find a courage to sacrifice his only son to God. The rest of the story? We all know it 🙂

Who, When, How

Totally clueless about God’s plan on this area (also all areas, actually. LOL?!). Who, when, how. 3 basic questions, that I couldn’t stop asking. I’m tired of guessing, I’m tired of waiting. I said to Daddy, “I know the theories already, I have learned from other couples. Let me do the real thing. Let me let me..” But still.. no clue. Then.. again.. let’s just wait patiently & grow beautifully 🙂 Meanwhile.. just enjoy what you have now & stop being so worried. Tee-hee.

Currently I have 3 books on my reading list: Boy meets Girl, Lady in Waiting and the Indonesian’s Tuhan Masih Menulis Cerita Cinta. Thanks to my sis Eunike for giving me this book (TMMCC) as my birthday gift on Aug 2012 (yet I haven’t finished reading it. Also your Boy meets Girl eun!!! T___T)

10 Minutes Difference

So I went to the airport to catch my flight from the capital city’s airport, CGK, to JOG at 05.55 today. Quickly finding any trolley for my heavy cardboard box & luggage once I arrived there, rushing to the check-in counter, getting scolded by a middle-aged woman (“do you know queueing?” Of course I do ma’am. I’m not cutting the lines anyway, I’m just drawing my trolley near to yours, so relax), and at last, safely landing on the check-in counter. My clock is 05.05 when I came there (they said 45 mins prior to the take-off time is the allowed check-in time). Turns out the officer said that my clock is 10 mins late, they couldn’t do anything about this and lalalala… end. I talk to the supervisor and he said the same. No, they won’t let me pass. Might be different case if I’m from those important positions in the goverment. LOL

Then here I am, paid for another US $42, sitting in the airport’s Starbucks and waiting for my next flight at 10.30. Even called mom, really early in the morning, to transfer some money so that I can pay for another tickets. There she is, the super mom that every kid should be calling in times of trouble. There she is, the one whose voice will turn your made-up strength into bursting tears of guilt.

“I’m not mad, don’t cry. I’ll transfer the money. Go buy the new ticket, get some food and have fun there.”

Saying “I am not mad” was certainly not helping. Please mad at me, that would be better.
(Oh great, now I’m crying in Starbucks. Maybe I should explain to the barista that their coffee tastes so great that I cried for not be able to buy it.)

Mixed feelings.

In one side, I admit that it’s my fault to depart from my boarding house at 04.30. But… that wasn’t my first time and I still get the flight! I don’t know. Either I’ve been so lucky for so many times before, or the regulation has changed, like that officer keep mentioning to me

In the other side, I kinda feel annoyed because they don’t even direct their eyes to me when I talk to them. Again it happened. When someone take down of me. It’s okay, it’s just a matter of time. Also, the funny thing is, sometime they did 2 hrs flight delay and they don’t do anything as a replacement.. what a contrast.

Lesson buddy, lesson. Learn how 10 mins difference could make you spend another US $42 for nothing and wait for another 4 hrs. There’s actually so many things to complain about. I’ll just cut it here. As long as I make a mistake, I don’t think I should complain too much. Next time, I should have departed 1hr earlier then.

The other thing is, just because you often get God’s favor, doesn’t mean that you can get it anytime you’re in trouble.

Lastly, stay on schedule and cheers!

Live

Live — for those who love you, not for those who hate you.
– icydelight

Often, we complained about how annoying someone to us, until we’re too late to realize how lovely the others are.

Maroon 5 Medley

A friend showed this video to me last Sunday. It’s super awesome! I love it 🙂

Reminds me about how fun is doing what you love… especially with the one you love ❤

Welcome to icydelight!

Yellow! So this is my very first post on WordPress!

This is my second time making a blog. Where’s the first blog? Umm.. secret!

Why icydelight?

1. The word ‘icy’ is taken from my nickname, Meicy 🙂 Some said that my face is kinda expression-less, so I think that implies ‘icy’, literally. But! Don’t worry, I’m not a cold-hearted person 🙂 I just… prefer to not giving too much expression to respond something. Some also said that I often being in idle state, but no, I’m actually thinking about something!

2. The word ‘delight’ means to please (someone) greatly or great pleasure (derived from here). My goal here is to please you as a reader! Only interesting stories will be posted here.

3. When we first heard of icy delight, what came in our mind? Ice cream! Shaved ice dessert! Smoothies! Those are actually my favorites desserts and drinks. Especially the Indonesian-style shaved ice dessert called Es Campur. Really love it especially when I’m in a bad mood!

4. And here you go, the last exciting reason, icydelight is similar to ‘I see the light’. Light means hope, life, God, influential person, idea, etc. I hope my posts reflect all those meanings 🙂

What is this blog about?

This is basically a personal blog. The posts here will be intended to inspire you, bless you, adding more happiness to your life — in short, giving a good impact for you and people around you^^ I’ll be posting about me, my life, the perfect plan of God in me. It’s my journal. The goal is to tell the world about the wonderful works of God in Meicy’s life. It’s like making God’s portfolio. How cool is that? B-)

That’s all!

Let me hear your feedback or suggestion by writing comments below!