23 mei 26 sabtu

 

ngajar online

wrg preman

pom

wrg teh

allahuakbar

Forgive me for this fragile heart.

 

Sorry, Lord,
I come to You again
with a heavy chest
and a smile that keeps pretending to be okay.

I told the world
that I was fine,
but before You,
I finally break open.

Three people already
heard the cracks in my voice,
heard the jealousy
quietly growing inside me
like moss on a damp wall.

I’m sorry.

I know
I should not compare my journey.
They are soaring far ahead,
while I am still here
trying to calm my own heart.

I know
everyone has their own road,
their own timing,
their own destiny
written carefully by Your hands.

But still, Lord,
there is a pain I cannot explain
when I watch others
arrive sooner
at the dreams they prayed for.

And I—
I am still standing here,
asking for direction,
collecting the little pieces of faith
falling from my tired hands.

Forgive me for being jealous.
Forgive me for this fragile heart.
Forgive me for not fully accepting
the slowness of my own life.

If You allow it, Lord,
please hold my mind tonight.
Quiet the noise in my head,
ease the ache inside my chest.

Give me light
when everything feels dark.
Give me strength
to believe
that being late does not mean being lost.

And if my path is truly different,
teach me
how to keep walking
without needing to become anyone else
but myself.

Because I am tired
of hating myself
just because I have not arrived yet.

22 mei 26 jumat

 

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kerja di ce ita

jumatan

wrg teh

pul

kerja di ce ita

wrg teh

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21 mei 26 kamis

 

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20 mei 26 rabu

 

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tokobuah

rapat online

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19 mei 26 selasa

 

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And when the night feels endless,

 

In the name of You,
I must be strong
when my heart trembles
like a candle against the storm.

In His name,
I must be patient
even when silence cuts deeper
than the sharpest words.

Lord,
I need You tonight.
The world feels heavy,
and shadows walk too close behind me.

It seems
someone carries darkness toward me,
someone whose presence
turns peace into fear.

Lord,
stand beside me.
Be the shield around my soul,
the light inside my shaking chest.

In His name,
protect me from cruelty,
from hidden hatred,
from those who wish harm upon my path.

Remove evil far from my life
like smoke scattered by the wind.
Let justice rise in its rightful time,
according to karma,
according to Your perfect judgment.

Not through hatred,
not through revenge,
but through truth
that no darkness can escape.

Lord,
I am afraid.
But even fear
still kneels before Your power.

So hold my spirit steady.
Teach me courage.
Teach me peace.
And when the night feels endless,
remind me
that no shadow survives forever
where Your light remains.

18 mei 26 senen

 

siang kampus sampah

wrg preman eror

wrg stanley eror

wrg akim eror

wrg ayam

wrg teh

allahuakbar

difficult to understand.

 

She acts like she’s in charge
even though she’s not a lecturer,
not a leader,
not anyone with authority—
just someone
who walks into the room
and speaks
like the world bends
around her voice.

Yeah,
she’s a senior.

And somehow,
I keep thinking about it.

Maybe
behind her sharp tone
there’s a piece of kindness
I haven’t understood yet.

Maybe
I’m just afraid
of being ignored
by Mister High—
that cold person
whose eyes feel like
a locked door
with no key.

Maybe.

I don’t know.

God,
I am confused.

Sometimes I want to leave.
Sometimes I want to stay.
Sometimes I just want
to be seen,
even for a moment.

So I give everything to You.

If she is kind,
make her my friend.

If she is cruel,
throw her far away.

And about Mister High—

if he is kind,
let his heart become softer.

Make me strong
to face his silence,
his pride,
his strange presence
that somehow
keeps crossing my path.

And if he is bad,
throw him far away too.

But then again…

You placed me here,
in this exact moment,
with these exact people.

So maybe
there is something
I am meant to learn.

About patience.
About dignity.
About understanding people
who are difficult to understand.

Or maybe
about myself.

And maybe, God…
that has been the answer
all along.

17 mei 26 minggu

 

siang wrg teh

kampus sampah

tokobuah

showba cigarete

wrg preman

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16 mei 26 sabtu

 

kampus sampah

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15 mei 26 jumat

 

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wrg preman

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pul

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14 mei 26 kamis

 

ketiduran

siang beli makan at aini

wrg teh

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13 mei 26 rabu

 

siang shopee

pom

tokoberas

muter

malam kampus sampah

sepeda ilang???

muter

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elephant collection

 

napkin

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12 mei 26 selasa

 

femi kopi

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wrg tiena

pul

sore anisa

tokokuning

tokojus

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anisa

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11 mei 26 senen

 

siang wrg teh

kampus sampah

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10 mei 26 minggu

 

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9 mei 26 sabtu

 

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8 mei 26 jumat

 

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wrg teh

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7 mei 26 kamis

 

siang kampus sampah

wrg tiena

wrg teh

palugada

pul

sore kampus

ngurus ujian proposal di TU

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Closer Than Dreams

 

Closer Than Dreams

The dream stands close—too close to name,
Yet drifts beyond my reach the same.
It lingers just outside my hand,
A distant, soft, uncharted land.

Beyond my strength, beyond my sight,
Beyond what reason calls as right,
Beyond the borders of my mind—
A fragile hope I cannot bind.

O God,
Make still the storm within my chest,
Lay quiet hands upon unrest.
Let peace arrive, so soft, so deep,
A sacred calm my soul can keep.

Teach me silence, teach me grace,
To find Your light in every place.
And let my heart, though small it seems,
Grow wide enough to hold its dreams.

I am grateful, God—
For all You’ve given, seen and unseen,
For every loss that shaped between,
For every breath, for every day,
For guiding me along the way.

And yet I know—beyond all fear,
There’s nothing You cannot make clear.
No dream too far, no path too steep,
No promise that You cannot keep.

So I will pray, again, again—
Through quiet nights, through doubt and pain.
For every dream my soul has known,
That one day, they may be my own.

6 mei 26 rabu

 

siang kampus sampah

tokobuah

wrg akim

wrg kuning

wrg teh

pul

malam rs

muter

wrg wiwin

allahuakbar

5 mei 26 selasa

 

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seharian d kos

malam ke rs

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4 mei 26 senen

 

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wrg tiena

sore kerja di ce ita

pom

pul

lali

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pul

mlm kerja di ce ita

muter

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3 mei 26 minggu

 

ngajar sore

wrg teh

wrg mi

allahuakbar

Different skies, but the same bright sun—

 

No room for shadows in the way I see,
No space for envy to grow in me.
Their road is theirs, with turns unknown,
And mine is waiting to be my own.

I walk with light in every stride,
With steady hope as my quiet guide.
What’s meant for them will find its place,
What’s meant for me I will embrace.

No need to compare, no need to race,
Each soul moves at its destined pace.
Different skies, but the same bright sun—
Many journeys, but each one won.

So I choose faith, I choose to believe,
In all the good I’m meant to receive.
They have their path, I have mine too—
And both are beautiful, strong, and true.

2 mei 26 sabtu

 

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perpus moe sore

malam anisa

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anisa

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1 mei 26 sabtu

 

siang jumatan

sore kerja di ce ita

allahuakbar