I just finished reading "9 Summers 10 Autumns" by Iwan Setyawan and all of a sudden, my heart stop. Really. I'm not gonna lie or what, but my heart stop. I can felt my blood retrieving over my artery.
That was too much. Too hiperbole, isn't it?
Well, I haven't live my life passionately. My current life wasn't as productive as my previous life (Cimahi one!) but at least I'm thankful of what I've got. I can't be a serious competitor nowadays, but I try to. I'm struggling for that. Furthermore, I'm on my way to write my second serious novel. The first was the one I composed with one of my best friends, Atika Zahara, that is... unfinished. Although it has been running for about 2 years. I wonder if Tika was still excited over this project, but I promise her to finish the story before we both graduated from high school. And... I missed too much Arsenal's matches, but I'd try my best not to taking that as a problem.
Out of topic, by the way.
Anyway, I follow the photography community at school. It's not a huge group to be true, it just consist of 5 members, but life goes on! I'm gonna taking my role seriously: I planned to shot as much as possible. Especially on fashion photography. It's not that easy, but I'll try.
I guess this is the time for recover. Over every single thing. Made them better (and getting better and better and better and better). Instead of thinking what I've missing, thinking about what other missing about me (too confident ). I believe I have that patience, the strength, and the passion to reach and achieve my ambitions, my goals, and my dreams. All I need to do now....
Thanks, anyway. This journal's title was taken from the last sentence ever in 9S10A book. As this journal finished, I promise to update those photos ASAP.
I'm pursuing my dream. You?