Lately I just had this conversation about totality on something you're interested in. idk, this talk kinda got me thinking a lot. looking around and boom! eyes widely opened. people around me are doing their passion and where do I end up? ordinary. simply an ordinary student who spend most of days studying and being home. plain and I don't want to go plain. I realized how wasteful my time was. there are really a LOT of things I really love in this world. things and activities. and at this very moment, pathetically I'm doing none of those. if only.
Piano, sheets, notes, and tuts were my very best friends. however, having piano course since I was 8 made me hate piano at first. I saw piano practices as a burden and kept wondering why I should have this boring practice while my other friends shouldn't. it turned out that when I was in junior high, all the negative judgements about piano and music was gone. I started to love music, classical and jazz especially. happily had piano practice everyday, had some concerts, and so on. but then formal education forced me to choose between school and piano in high school,.and I chose school. leaving my passion in playing the piano in vain.
THREE.
thinking 'are you kidding? photography? seriously'? I'm totally not. I probably am not really good at this, a very amateur moment-capturer, but once back then, I was really into camera and photos editing. like totally. I really fell in love with the idea of immortalizing the moment, the images which our eyes can't catch. moments we want to crystalize, to symbolize as the witness that we were ever there at those beautiful moments.. however, it's been long since I rolled into camera, and it'll be such a waste of your time to visit my lame old deviant art by clicking this. same old shit. anyway, I left my camera in Jkt and recently lust over a pocket one. let's save some money then... (crossing fingers for cents raining)
writing, movies, books, fashion, cooking, design, and so on, and so forth... hmmh passion.
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and these, these all were my passions.
ONE.
ONE.
people who have known me since I was a kid absolutely know how I was into this activity very well. dancing. it's kinda a big part of my life. I've been doing this since I was in kindergarten. followed some championships and got used to perform on stages. in junior high, started to do cheerleaders. yelling, bouncing, jumping, lifting people, gymnastic.. then back to modern dance in high school. it's just sad to remember how passionate I was before. now that 2 years has gone since I quitted --hate to admit this-- I miss it. I miss the spirit, the beat, the music, the excitement, the thrill, the steps, the euphoria, I miss the dance.
TWO.
Piano, sheets, notes, and tuts were my very best friends. however, having piano course since I was 8 made me hate piano at first. I saw piano practices as a burden and kept wondering why I should have this boring practice while my other friends shouldn't. it turned out that when I was in junior high, all the negative judgements about piano and music was gone. I started to love music, classical and jazz especially. happily had piano practice everyday, had some concerts, and so on. but then formal education forced me to choose between school and piano in high school,.and I chose school. leaving my passion in playing the piano in vain.
THREE.
writing, movies, books, fashion, cooking, design, and so on, and so forth... hmmh passion.
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"Doing what you like is freedom,
but liking what you do is happiness." -anonymous
