Pictures Through My Eyes

Hi blogger. Nice to see all of you again :)

Today, my post is inspired by tumblr.com. You all probably already heard about it, even maybe some of you already have a tumblr account. I love it but not going to create one. Why? Simple answer. I already have too many social network accounts! Facebook, twitter, blogger, skype and looklet. Not that much, I know. But basically, all of the social networks genre had been covered by those five sites. Facebook for wide friends interaction with lots of other application. Twitter for daily feeds and daily throw-ups. Blogger for story-telling. Skype for a video conference and looklet for' exchanging' fashion tips and mash-ups from talented stylist all over the world.

But, tumblr is what you call microblogging. Sometimes it only consist of an image and some text or sometimes a short text, but blogger still beats tumblr to it. One thing that I like from most of tumblr posts is that they only consist of an image with beautiful caption and I just love it haha.

So I'm going to write a post by posting three random pictures I find on the internet and tell a short story (100% based on my point of view) of each pictures and there ya go. Here comes the first picture:

It's a picture from an inside part of a window, figures. I bet it is taken from a window of a car because I highly doubt that I will find a house with such view from outside the window. And I guess the big black shadow is a silhouette of a palm tree and space beside it was a small path and it was taken at near dusk by a fair 19-years-old boy photographer who was mad at her mum at the moment and run away with his friends and got stuck in a storm. They have to stop until the storm get betters and there is where he take the picture. A masterpiece out of a serendipity caused by a boredom. Love the way it sounds :)

You must have thought that there was a wild party in here and everyone just left because, say, a police came, right? I thought differently. I think it is an unfinished surprise party for a banker. So, that day was the banker's birthday party and she has a really bad eyesight. Some of her friends, say, 4 people prepared her a surprise party but she got home so late so they decided to start the party without her. They have went a little crazy when the banker suddenly arrived at home. They panicked and hid. The banker has a habit to wash her face right after she got home from work so while she wash her face and remove her spectacles, one of her friend got out from their hideout and took the spectacles. The banker is confused and tried to reach her spare spectacles in her study room. She brought along her paperbag that consist of her client's money so she knows that it is in a safe place. But her study room is across the living room where it is still messy because of the party. The other friend of her throw his shoes to get her attention. But her eyesight is really bad so when her friend throw the shoes, it caught her attention for aminute but she thought it was a waving table cloth and simply ignored it. Her other friend than took the last step. She turned on the light so the banker did not notice the plate on the floor and slipped, throwing out lots and lots of money from inside of her paperbag. And that how Lindy sees it :)

Whoaa. Weird huh? Well, how do I see it? Simple. There was a renovation of the local telephone cable's post so all the workers had to plug out the cable from its post and laid it in the streets. A man, come along with his car, parked in front of his house, not knowing that some of the telephone cable is rolled in his car's tire. Because the cable telephone is really really long and the distance from each post is far too, when they wanted to plug the telephone cable back in, they did not realize that the cable telephone already has an 'extra load' with it, they only know that it is harder to lift. So by the time the cable telephone has been plugged back in, the car, attached to the telephone cable, raised to the air as well :) Mystery is solved.

Yeay! So that's three pictures. Actually I wanted to upload five pictures but got no timeee!! I'm writing this in my break time at school so now I must go to my class. It's Indonesian class and we are going to perform on a play :) I've always been into plays. Bye for now everyone. Oh, and another quote for you :)

Imagination is the beginning of a creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will -George Bernard Shaw

Adjoe laesare!

A Different Point of View

Hi everyone, Lindy’s here! I’m sorry because I haven’t post anything for a long while (I love sentences that is just gramatically error :P) and now I’m back to write some more, yeay!

My recent roommate, Meva Nareza, one day, out of the blue, showed me a video about a girl’s transformation from a fair-mediocre girl to a plastic-looking barbie doll by using make-up and I have to admit, that the girl got my attention. I searched this girl on YouTube, found out her name is Michelle Phan, a spokeperson for LÂNCOME Paris and also found out that she is a professional make-up artist with lots and lots and LOTS of make-up tutorial videos which I find very good. But you know the clique’s rule. Once a person is popular and has billions of fans, along came haters. And these haters are really annoying! Not that I’m in Michelle’s side or anything but these haters are people who have nothing to do in their life, got jealous to people’s popularity and not happy about it. When I see quality, I see quality, and she is GOOD! They’re just being such a pain in the ass because they can’t achieve much in their life. Haters go to hell. I mean it.

Well, what does it has to do with my post and my post’s title? In one of her video, when she tried to mimick Sailormoon, she put in a heart-grasping ending. Maybe she attached that ending because of the uneducated critics from those uncivillized-foul-mouthed-unhappy pilgrims which flows like a river. She told us about dreams and achievement. About how we must be strong to face our life. And sometimes, when we know that we cannot move on, we will turn to something that can make us stronger, sometimes an alter ego, like a girl and her superhero costume. It makes us feel stronger, makes us feel invincible. For her, make-up is her alter ego and no one can change it. I almost cried when the video ends. God, it’s such a moving video :')

And then it strucks me, sometimes what you see as a loser quality in people around you (based only on your point of view) is actually someone’s alter ego, their whole existence and maybe: their only reason they find worth it to continue living. For example, people who spent their life in a game centre, beating high scores or people who rot in net cafes, struggling to get through level by level of online gaming seems like an obligate losers eh? But maybe it is their alter ego. If they couldn't be somebody in the real world, why don't they be a hero in their own world? They turn to their fake world because they find strength, invicibility and the most important, comfort in the world they call their own. And they are not a wanderer. They have goals they wanted to achieve, a purpose of life, even though it's not as great as some people's. And that's a great thing isn't it? Finding out that an unimportant thing is actually your whole existence in the universe.

But then you asked, what is the meaning of life? Nor I can answer that question. But I believe that God didn't create all of us to be successful because what fun would it be if you have everyone in the world equal to each other. But I didn't say that God created some people to fail, but more of He created some people to succeed in His way. And the true meaning of success is not one. There are 6,884,909,953 definition of success. Say me, my definition if success at the moment is to achieve gold medal but in the same time, the definition of success according to a fisher in a pond must be to catch a 19 inch largemouth bass.

And so, this opens up my mind. I won't be judging people anymore by what they do, how do they look like, what they were thinking, how lame is their life purpose or how ambitious some people are. Because hey, I'm not going to be a people who's going to ruin someone's dream in their own comfort zone. Achievement is achievement. No matter what it is or how small it is. If someone calls it their achievement than it IS an achievement.

Aaaanndd to end this post I'm going to quote a beautiful mockquote (an edited famous quote), but check it out, it's very good:

Cross my heart, but I don't want to die. Heaven knows, well at least I try

Confused? Now that's the art of poetry guys! You have to figure out what it means. By the way I read this when scrolling through the tweets of a friend of my friend and I just stopped to admire how beautiful (but in the same time amusing) this mockquote is hehe

Okay then I'm doneee. Oh and I almost forgot, you can watch Michelle Phan's video I'm referring to by clicking here. It's almost dark and I have to get back to my dorm. I didn't asked all of you to agree with me. I just love the pleasure of telling people what I was thinking.

Merci, mon cher lecteur! :)