A New Playground

09 February 2017. Although I am obsessed with order, this time I won’t talk about my past stories. Instead I will talk about all of the things that goes around me at the moment and going forward.

So, shall I begin? 

First of all, I am a person who don’t have any particular fondness about something. I don’t have any hobbies. I’m not overly dislike nor overly obsessed with something (except order  i guess). Well, guess I’m just a boring person.

I always nag at Ragil, because of his hobbies, that according to myself are waste of money. He love gadgets and anything related to motorbike btw. Every time i always find his new “things”. Then i always question, what is it for? do you need it? you need a space to keep it, you have to tidying up your things babe, etc, etc, etc. Finally, I think he’s bored with all the nagging, and he doesn’t bring anything new to home for a while. But you know what, he keeps buy things, but now he doesn’t bring that home. He keeps it in his office -___-. Once, I know he’s already had those for a while, and when i found out he just wore his best silly smile so i didn’t get upset. And yes, he cannot keep me angry for a long time.

Shortly, i never know what it feels when you have a hobby. Things that you really like. And it can make you happy when you working on it. I think hobby is a luxurious thing to have. Until….., the pass year.

If you’ve read my introduction in the about page, i mentioned about my fondness of makeup. Yes… I really love make up. I love all the colors, i love to play with it, i like how it can turn your face more pretty, more perfect, hide your complexion and accentuate your already perfect face. It is a fun thing to play with.

I always have an interest in makeup actually. It started in my college time. But i don’t really buy many makeup. Only the basic. As a college student, I don’t have too much money to spend and makeup can be very expensive. So, makeup for me is just a tool to prepare myself in case i don’t have a chance to take a bath in the morning hahahahaa… cause by wearing powder and lip balm, i can look less crumpled.

My very first makeup is an eyeliner. I learnt to wear an eyeliner from my cousin. She wears it everyday and one day she put it on me. At that time i was fascinated by the look my face became when i applied an eyeliner. My eyes turned out to be bigger and it looked like the additional liner at the top of my eye line makes my eyes bolder. Like a painting with its frame. The eyeliner framed my eyes. From then I start adding eyeliner to my routine basic makeup.  

I think that’s all for this time. There’s a lot I want to talk about. I don’t want it to be packed in 1 blog. So, let’s continue in another stories. 

 

 

 

The Beginning

Mid August, 2007.

I’m a little bit obsessed with a perfect timeline order, so i will start with the beginning of our togetherness. 

I met Ragil in the beginning of my College time. It was the first day of college orientation. We sat next to each other.
Yeah we did. And the other couple who sat next to us, Tahta and Nicha, also got married. Coincidence? :p

You know, i kinda have this kind of stereotypes of guys who chose pharmacy as a major. and yep, me and him was in the same faculty and took the same major. I thought, most of pharmacy guys are less manly and less good-looking as another tech guy. Well, it almost true. Anyway, my first impression of him was quite good. Honestly, mostly because he’s tall hehe.
For the record, I did tried to be one of the tech guy. But fate put me in the pharmacy road instead. Well, one of The Lord’s bigger reason, might be to make me met you. 

I often hung out with boys instead of my girl friends. and it included him. But if i thought more, we rarely talk to each other; let alone having an intense of interaction. most of the time we hung out in group of 5 or more people. It became more awkward to us when the rest of our friends starts to tease us as a “couple-to-be”. I kinda enjoy it though :p.
She enjoyed it, but for me, who was the pity-object-but-not-always-bullied-due-to-my-enormous-size in all my schooling times, that kind of treatment got me anxious. See, I was always tried to live under the radar. When such spotlight came through, I didn’t know how to react but to fully denying it. It got me curious about her though. Hehe.

As time went by, that attractiveness slowly went down. He much more like a friend to hung out whom i rare spoke with. we go to a movie together, prepare for the exam together, work on group task together and even a lab buddy (of course, together here means there were 4 or more persons included). It was just that. Ow before i forgot, the very one thing i didn’t like about him at that time is, he never asked to sent me home when we hung out, although we went the same way home. Always Edi, who drove me to my  ‘kosan’ (-____-).
My way of playing it cool went through really well, didn’t it? Hehe. I’d hoped, not too cool, but it seems it got overly cool. Hau

I’m a pretty much an observer you know. There is this kind of gesture of him. i noticed it for a while. When he gets nervous he likes to make a repetitive movements. Either walk at same pace back and forth, move one of his body part (mostly fingers), over sweaty, and yet he make the same face expression. It’s fun thing to watch.
Baby, I was also a keen observer myself. One thing I’d like to point out about you is the higher voice tone and the relentless-denying phase when you got upset. But that’s okay with me, I’d like me some challenge :3

I don’t know if he knew it or not, but my feelings for him occurs like a sun. If it’s rise, it rose brightly, if it’s went west, it gloom as a twilight. At the time i like him most, my silly self tried to make an overboard gesture hahahahaa… just for him to notice me more. Until, one tiny action chase away all the feelings. On an annual basketball tourney in our campus, he played as one of the starters. There’s this time, in the game, when one of our team player passed the ball to him, and he should catch it, but instead of catching the ball, he dodged it. A boys who can play sport is always cool, right? and at that moment, when i saw that those attractiveness suddenly disappear, pufff…
I was never that sporty guy. My initial and my trained reaction upon seeing an object coming at me at full speed was dodge/deflect it. HAHAHAHA

At the end, for me,Ragil is a friend that a little bit shy, awkward, smart, nice, and to sum it up a NERD guy. I couldn’t ever imagine that i will end up spend my life time around him. What happen to us next? what happen to me to be exact.
And what happen to me? Stay tune. We got plentiful of cringe and cheesiness.

First blog post…? Rules!

This was, by default, the first blog post, embedded by the theme we chose for this blog. And now, without her knowledge, I edited this post.. hehehe. I know baby

Heads up guys, we post this blog together, and we decided to put a bit of narrative-style in it, so… when you guys see the text colored a bit brown like this, it’s written by me, Ragil

And when you see the text in light purple like this, it’s written by Lala. 

We wanted to make this blog as fun and as informative as it can be, so, keep up with us, okay guys? 😉