imaginary

what's usually pop up from people's mind when they thought about imaginary? kids! yes, because the research proved that kids have the imaginary beyond the adults. i thought that imagine is subjective. kids have more imaginary because the less experience in their life made them to imagine things, something for them to explore things. as for the adult, they might have known a lots of things and they started to think logic and cut out their imaginary and faced the realistic. i love to imagine things, sometimes i drew out the imaginary out of my mind. it's my effort, it's my character, it's my identity. do not be scared of imagine things. let people say what they want, it does not matter, they don't imagine, they loss. to imagine things is like to implant an idea. to imagine things is like to solve the puzzle. to imagine things is like to save someone of something. it's all related. imagination is creative product of people's life. my imagination is what i am now.

pal

i believe in the word called friend. my friends have my soul within them. sometimes they know me better than i do. it's very subjective. i do not care what others might thinking about their friends, but i can called myself lucky to have them with me. i have a lots of friends, but some of them are very dear to me. i called them my bestfriends. they are like sisters and brothers. they help, they care, they giving hope and courage, and most importantly, they gave me a little taste of love. sometimes i fight, i mad, i scream, at my friends but at last i forgive them, and that moment i will never ever want to forget as i'm going to learn the way of maturity. my friends give me pain, tears, smile, laughter, hope, memories, love, and courage. for certain situation, i might need my friends more than my own family. to all my friends out there, whether you noticed or not, you meant a lot to me, it's a great things that i'd been friend with you. for all the memories, they have already been placed deep down in my heart. friendship never end.

music

what do i know about music? all i know is music can feed my soul. whatever mood, whatever time, whatever situation, music fit in well in my life. some people do not appreciate nor careless about music. what kind of genre? i don't have any fixed genre of music that i prefer, the music that i heard, is the music that touch my heart and give chilling sensation to my spine. i love to feel that way, it's kind of me having my own soundtrack of my own life. i wish that i can have my own instrument which i can play all night long. haha, it's funny to thing that way. i do envy my friends who got talent or chance to have their very own instrument and keep practicing, keep playing, keep singing, feeling good. sometimes, i wish i have a partner who can play at least one instrument by my side, a person who can make me feeling good. i do not have any specific instrument that i like, i just love and appreciate the sound. even the wind blow do have a sound.everything is about music. music is a tale for my dream.

reality

what do we have now is what we called comfort. not in reality. everything seem to be absurd. i just noticed and i am scared to enter the reality. to that extend, i wish i am a dreamer. after i learned about the real world, i could have been thinking hard whether i can made through all this in my life. my life. and what about my dream? can i really touch, sense, even feel it. yes. i could make it, and the things that i really need is to believe. believes that i am strong. believes that i could make it through all this. and believes that there are someone who believe in you, me, myself. i believe that courage do lies within our heart. it is depends on how are you going to release it. it is a very strong weapon. courage that gives hope for people like me. towards the future so bright, i'm walking to the reality with a smile.  

 

recognition

it's a new world pal. yes, there are nothing such right or wrong. people can spell out their opinions as mush as they want. not a crime. why am i started this? satisfaction. as i am feeding my own soul. here i am, thinking hard about life. all the good things and the bad things which happened around. it's the matter of facts that i don't even bother about all this before until i could not even take in anymore than i found out what i've been doing all these years. what actually happened to our world? what are the trend now? what are that and what are this. there are so much things that i missed. how much are the changes? the ideas lingered in my head, and it decided then. here i am typing all the words, giving out the response.