I’ve got horrible news yesterday. My (recently) fav english teacher, Dane is leaving us! Never thought that yesterday would be his last day. He said he wanted to work at a bank. Well, I wish you nothing but the best, my The Script mate. Hope you’ll get your luck on buying concert tickets. A tip for you: please if you really wanna go to a concert, buy the tickets right after the artist mentions that there going to your country/city/state, never buy the ticket 2WEEKS before the show, you dumb-ass, especially a big huge famous band like THE SCRIPT. hehehe I’m joking, dane. Anyway, GOOD LUCK!! I can’t believe I’m saying this but…. I’m gon’ miss you much .. :’-) :’-) :’-) I point my middle fingers right at you lol :-D kidding
-Ghina, (hopefully) your best student hehehehehehe :-D
Hi! I’m finally blogging again! Missed this thing a lot! So, what’s been going on heaaa? I MISSED TUMBLR but people on it get really crazy, so I was having my months-off. Anyway, I’m still pretty upset about missing The Script Show in Jakarta. I’m like there best fan! Haha joking. But still I was upset enough to cry for weeks. And..what makes me sad even more is that Dane, my COOLEST english teacher (Hopefully he won’t read this post), told me that he was coming so I started to get reaaaally mad at him. But then..the tickets were SOLD OUT already. Hahaha. IN your face, Dane (been practicing on that one, “its IN your face, not ON your face”). And he told me he was really mad, so, where were u when I got mad at you?!?! Hehehe. Anyway, I heard that COLDPLAY’s last album would be LITERALLY THERE LAST. They said years ahead would be owned by Adele, Justin Bieber, and those new artists. So sad to hear that. Anyway, I got a major problem in my english class. Oh, I’ve got a BITCH like seriously, she never brought her book. So flirty with the male teachers. Its not that I care, its just disgustingly disgusting to see her act like that. Blaaaah. Shit-dick. Anyway, I’m going to stop before I curse everyone on earth.
So, gracìas for spending a little of your bloody time to come. #peAce
- Ghina Tardan
I’m so crazy excited about the new season coming up… MU won their 19th title last season.. Hope they’ll get their 20th this season! Fingers crossed for them.. GOOD LUCK, Red Devils! You’re in my heart forever!
-Love, Ghina Tardan
Fuck Finals. That’s true. Like WTF are they tryna do to us?!?! Been hurting myself for the last few days. But The Script had been helping me to get through everything right. Well, they’ve been so helpful. Everytime things turned to mess, I listened to their songs and guess what, I don’t care about things, no more. Haha. I’ve posted their song, Nothing, like few weeks ago. Must listen to it. And oh, you know, I’ve been really so stressful these days. It’s just like everything is on my shoulders while I gotta keep moving on and walking around like everything’s perfectly fine. And, uh, I had a friend, who lives far away from Jakarta. I don’t know the exact town. But it’s definitely in Europe. I’ve trusted him for months, and he just left. I’m not like craving for him to come back or something, I know that he’s got a girl, but does it necessary? To leave your girl-friend? And I know something he doesn’t, deep inside, I’m hurt. After all the stories I’ve told him, like, how hurt I was, how fragile I was, how angry I had been, and everything, are just pieces of shits. That he wasn’t genuinely “love me”, cause I gotta tell you, he said “I love you”, not so long before he disappears. He started to say that he’s actually busy w works/things like that. And I understand, I really do. So am I. I’m busy w school but I don’t mind to wait. Every Friday when he actually having his day-off. Been waiting, but got tired. So it has to be ended right here, right now. I mean, G, stop thinking about him. If he was able to make you happy, then he’d never leave. Just like what they say “People change, heart move on.” Gotta save what I’ve been feeling for him right here inside my chest. So, that’s all for now, gotta go. Don’t forget to check my timeline on twitter, and follow me! http://twitter.com/GhinaTardan28
Love,
GT-28
The wind blows the cotton trees
I’m standing under the rain with my tears
Why you?
That question keeps humming on my mind
The tears keep running
Even when I know..
it’s not gonna make you come back
The sun, the moon, and the rainbow
They are the witnesses
They saw everything we did.. together
Lord, can I go back to the past?
Or there’s only one thing left
Keep running, keep running…
Until I find my destiny
Even though I know,
until the end of tonight,
I’m not gonna see you again
The sun, the moon, and the rainbow
You’re gonna see what happens next
The wind, keep blowing the cotton trees
To accompany me,
and also clear my tears
Love, GT-28
This book is added to my favorite-list. I’ve spent more than 20 sheets of tissues when I read this book. OMG. I gotta tell you, this is one of the best books I’ve ever read in my entire life. I’ve never cried this much when I read a book. But yes, I did. I did cry that much. If you don’t believe me, then you can read yourself.
P. S. : Kate & Tully, I’m one of your biggest fans. Stay together even tho you’re no longer living in a same world. But I know that your friendship lasts longer than you’ll ever realize.
Love,
Ghina Tardan (a bitch from other dimension)
Funny video from my interview to people in class about the failure of our crappy trap to someone in class. Should check this video out, even tho it’s in Indonesian! ;-) don’t forget to look at their expressions! Much love! X
Hey, I’m a girl.
I cry when I’m sad. I cry when I’m happy. I cry when I’m hurt. I cry when I’m mad. I want people to respect me. I want my boyfriend to respect my girls. Sometimes I want guys to act spontaneous. Or romantic but at the same time. I want my life to be easy but a little hard at the same time. I like to do things in one moment. I think Rainbow is pretty. And to be kissed under a rainbow has always been my dream. I love my parents, but I can get angry anytime. I’m unpredictable. I like watching romantic comedy movies. And if I get bored, I do random things. I talk too much, and maybe guys don’t like it. But once I’m quiet, it’s a dangerous sign to the guys. I don’t tell people how I feel. I save it for myself. I use stupid excuses to cover up my tears. I lie too much in one day. I laugh when I watch him walking around with her. I cry when I’m home. I love to hear music. But I prefer to hear he sings than to hear those singers sing. I get a little dramatic when it comes to how I look. I love playing Nintendo. I like sleeping under the palm trees. I want to have my first date at my home. Having some pizzas and sodas. Watching stupid movies. And to be kissed at the end of my first date.
You know why?
Yes, because I’m a girl.
If my life was a computer, that would be awesome.
I could undo the mistakes I’ve done.
I could copy & paste people’s better lives.
I could restart everything from the beginning.
I could insert things I wanna have in my life.
I could cut the part I don’t wanna have.
I could remember everything because there’s a history of my life there.
I could delete any part I wanna delete.
I could save the memories.
I could open the memories all over again.
I could name the memories.
I could do things at the same time.
I could just close it, and open it anytime I want.
But the thing is.. We can’t.
Because..
Life is about the adventure.
Life is about being a mess.
Life is about being such a jackass.
Life is about embarrassing yourself.
Cry - Laugh - Smile - Tears
Sugar - Pepper - Salt - Soy Sauce
They’re all same. But in different boxes.
So from now, don’t wish your life was a computer or an MP3. Because if it was, you would never ever ever feel the feelings you feel today.
Why? Why? Why?
Why do people think they’re losers?
Why do people say they’re suckers?
Why do people hate themselves?
Why do people love to hate?
Why do people hate each other?
Why do people say they’re nothing?
Why do people think they’re useless?
Why?
When every single thing they do is one of the achievements of their lives. When there are some people out there who think they’re everything, they’re amazing, they’re awesome. When they’re more than just a person.
Why?
Why can’t people respect themselves?
When there is at least someone out there who respects them.
Why can’t people love themselves?
When there is somebody out there who loves them.
Why do people say they need to be loved?
When they have a million people who loves them.
I’m wondering..
Why do I keep wondering?
Why do I feel the same feel like they do?
Why?
Every why questions up there… God knows the answers.. And some of us do.. The other don’t…