Gogirl! January Issue: A Review

hello there!

so basically I've been in love with this magazine for almost three years now,

and I can tell that January's Pop-Writing Issue is like one of the best, at least in the past three years :)

I'm doing a review on this issue, it's like, half stop motion, half still motion, half just still images, and half digital still graphics (okay that summed up to two. nevermind the messed up math :p)

anyways, enjoy!




in case the video fail to playback, please kindly click here



 make sure you grab a copy, and, happy reading, girls!

Fajar Merekah (Bagian 2)

so it's that mighty-been-waited-all-year-long movie. For most people, but not for me. Breaking Dawn, the tetralogy has been amazing as a movie (I don't read the book) and I've more or less watched the four of them. But it's just movies for me and I'm not somewhat a fan of watching a blood-sucking creature make love to a pale young lady. 

Anyways, I've just watched the 2nd part of Breaking Dawn (as has more than half of the population). Just as like any other fantasy movies which were derived from something-inch thick of a novel, I feel the movie is lacking of details. So many hows and whys that can't be answered by watching the movie alone. 

So, visually, the movie is pampering for the eye. The casts, the sights, all for me was okay. Emotionally, it's kind of dry for me. Everything's on the surface. Maybe it's because of the lacking of narration, which can't be done in movies as much as it's on books.

Bella is the now strongest in the family.

And, I don't know about the book but there's this scene when The Volturi comes for The Cullens and Edward&Bella's daugther which they presumed to be an immortal child. An immortal child is a vampire child, which is dangerous because they would be forever a child and thus can't control their lust for blood. So an immortal child is against the law and they must be killed. And this scene is when Alice come out of the blue after days of wandering, and show Aro her vision about the child. She says that the child wasn't an immortal one and is no threat to them. Then Alice stopped, realize that it wouldn't even matter. Aro won't listen. 

Then, there is this fucking battle. Jasper was killed, Emmet was killed. Jane was killed. Both Russian vampires are killed. Some werewolves were killed. Numerous of characters were killed. Aro himself was killed. At that point I thought of Stephanie Mayer, the author, "damn, I've never seen an author with so little attachment to her fiction characters." Usually, killing certain character would be such a grief to the author, I believed. 

Then again, Stephanie Mayer is just like the rest (fiction authors). Apparently, it was all, all the battle, all the killling, was all in Alice's vision, showed to Aro.  After seeing his death on the vision, Aro terminate the Volturi's assault and no one is even harmed a little. 

And I was like ............ what the fuck.

That useless emotion I feel when I pity those vampires. That useless mourning on those cutie werewolves! That useless joy to watch Aro died. It never happened.

Anyways, the movie was great if you know the preceding stories. It provide a good and conclusive ending too. conclusive, yeah. Some movies were just so damn inconclusive,

..like this post.

Yeah, that sucks. I

navigating

life's a journey.
stop and navigate for a while to see where you are,
before you got lost too far.

tonight, I want to give thanks (with a grateful heaaart) for who I am, for who I'm not, for what makes me who I am, for what makes me who I'm not.

I am a girl, God thanks for that!
I'm a daughter in a happy little family, which, no matter how old I am as a person I'm always their little girl and I'm grateful for that!
I am not a smoker or drug user nor dealer thanks for that!
I am a student majoring in Psychology, even though it sucks sometimes but knowing everything could've been worse, thanks for that too.
I am a commuter, which kills my sanity sometimes but being alive and well until now, why should I complain?
I am not Bry's girlfriend anymore and it leaves a big hole somewhere inside but thanks God even just for the opportunity to ever have one of the finest and kind-est guy ever!
I am not the republic's president (?!), instead I am a carefree college student with plenty of time to play, to sleep, to sit and do nothing, thanks God for that!
I am not a cockroach, I don't live in a nasty kitchen thanks for that.
I am not an intellect with a hollistic and coherent path of thinking, which slowly interfering with my academical effort to look smart, lol to that, but anyways thanks for that, too! Life's good with that.
At last, I am twenty, which sucks as hell yeaaahhh and I'm still thinking of ways to find something to give thanks out of that.
But thanks God I'm still given the chance for that.

Okay my post is incoherent (again) but at least that is consistent with my viewbof self.
Ciao!

hours to existence

counting down to one's birthday is a sign of ineffectiveness as a person.
yet I'm doing it right now, what am I doing with my life staying up?
normally I spend the celebration of the first hours of my existence asleep.
carefree, or should I say careless. whatever.
I should've been reflecting, writing, meditating, navigating, blah blah blah but most of all I need to be myself more and more intact each and every day so ----

zZzzZZzZzZZZzz

will write something more meaningful tomorrow, lol. let's see.

thanks head, says heart.

"Sometimes we're wrong about what we thought we wanted.
Hurtfully, after some amount of time you realized,
something you won't even notice if you haven't tried."
- me on romantic relationship, though it may apply to work, etc.

Keeps my sanity sometimes to listen my head said over and over again this phrases to my miserable heart.
That's the best that hearts can do, you know, follow themselves to anywhere they want, and when reality proves them wrong, they run to heads. To logic. To justification.
And this is the best my head can do to safe this pitiful little compartement somewhere inside my chest.

call me foolish: just got to write

They said,
"wise men speak because they have something to speak, foolish men speak because they have to speak something"


by that means, it's safe to call me foolish because I just have to write something.
I practically have pretty much nothing to say (or, to write)

it's just an extremely boring class, and if there's something amusing enough to make the rest of the day far from a prolonged boredom the class may caused, it's got to be writing. at least for me.

well is it safe to call myself a writer?

far to that I am.

I just like to write.

Heaven knows how much I'd like to be a writer, having me name on top of the title,

one whole page full of testimonies from sophisticated first readers, and all those literature stuffs,

I aim for that since my elementary school days and still didn't make it to half of my first book.

Whoa.

Believe me, I keep punishing myself in my mind for that.

There's no writer without discipline and determination. There's no Ronald Weasley as we know now without discipline and determination. There's no (name your favorite fictional character) without discipline and determination. haha

so that's me and my fondness of the beauty of words,

just a determination away from being a writer.

head fights

"I don't love you and it's as true as reality."
..you wish.

"Not hard for me to live a fiction."
..you assume.

"A good liar knows how to believe in her own lies."
..you're not a good liar

"I don't care"
..you son of a bitch.