normal

i miss the old me; for not getting too much addicting to social media named instagram, line, and now with twitter also, again.
i miss the old me; for not getting too much through willing and spending much more time just for instagram decoration with its features, picking the right photos, editing the videos, thinking the perfect captions, having expectation and hope from those hooman being that recently make me think that it just create some delusional and it really scares me, from the time being, and nowadays.
i miss the old me; for enjoying the life as my mind desire it, imagine it, visualize it, and then just do it without too much concern about what others said (because everyone's know that i'm not having much people arounds me, till now sih actually hehe)

for these several days, my own small world are bumping into much busy works and things, until it reached at one point that make me desperately think; should i stop living as a fake person, and start living normally as an existence that i really dreaming of?

i told mom, without asked her how to get through this, without demanded the answer. and she knew, out of nowhere. no doubt, as expected from her. she then said; i need to say the powerful word for some uncomfortable things that lessen my happiness. i need to say 'no'. not just need, but its a must. go for some walk, inhale and exhale, visiting library everyday and read books as much as i can, learning new things, meet many people outside and not just leisurely trapped at room every single day, make a new insight and viewpoint. she really knows how to make myself better.

yesterday, decided to took some time off for just me and my own self, aside from those many times i had to spent alone --only with myself, but for this one, for this one's yesterday, i really am tried to know what myself truly wanted, and needed.

rode public transportation without knowing where will it take me goes to, observed new spots alongside as the bus kept going on, get off at a strange place but not really made me feel as kind of those odd-fear-uneasy aura --thanks to the chance of lived in that metropolis town (or city?) for some years before. went for a walk, breathed new air, captured beautiful view. and those burdens just go straight away, really really far. and i cried? no, just a teary eyes, i guess.

     

          

captured this one for neny, her reaction was pretty much the same as how i predicted it, hahaha.

hehehehehe

very first sheetmask, yippiiy. decided to buy it, and try it. start to enjoying life properly.

life is --how do i describe and put it in an easy way. ah, -easy- thats it. 

life is simple; how you can imagine it with your own way, with your personal point of view. your life is yours, not people's around you. try to speak as the name of your own self and your own voice. try to say the word that make you relieved; 

try to say no. bravely, loudly, and proudly.

dhinira to dhinira. thank you, God. and thank you, dhinira.