tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70202570296611096642024-02-07T03:31:41.198-08:00Rissa StellarUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-43081024610346720412015-08-28T12:11:00.001-07:002015-08-28T12:11:08.175-07:00She Tried Too Hard... nobody cares anyway.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-88007882134297222692015-08-21T09:14:00.000-07:002015-08-21T09:23:34.380-07:00Verba Vivere
Nihil pretiosi facile capitur.
I do have faith, you know. To something that is leading. To something that's real. To something that is whispering.
"Come. This way. Come. This way."
In spite of the fact that not once, not twice I keep doubt it, but it will always lead me back to the track.
Well have you ever lost something -- and you're afraid of not finding another to replace what's Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-23211836477685904932015-08-02T08:29:00.000-07:002015-08-02T08:29:12.775-07:00Somebody Loves You
Who’s around when the days feel long?
Who’s around when you can’t be strong?
Who’s around when you’re losing your mind?
Who cares that you get home safe?
Who knows you can’t be replaced?
Who thinks that you’re one of a kind?
Somebody misses you when you’re away
They wanna wake up with you everyday
Somebody wants to hear you say
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-4011398859208714932015-07-21T23:18:00.001-07:002015-07-21T23:18:14.147-07:00EgocentricIt's the moment when you totally can't think positively. The only moment I said that I can't. I'm fully aware that maybe one day when he finally says that we're done, I am the one who can't face it, and I have to struggle one more time to get back up again with wounded heart.I just can't. Not this time. He's everything to me and I just can't lose him.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-39519150263551846382015-07-20T18:16:00.000-07:002015-07-20T18:21:03.895-07:00Salted Wound
Don't let thoughts get in the way
Feel the fear and go in anyway
Take a chance ignoring what you know
Take her hand and don't let go
And you can do it, don't break. Yeah, you'll pull through it, you're safe
And you can do it, don't break. Yeah,you'll pull through it, you're safe
Tell her all of how you feel,
Give her everything she needs to hear.
Give your heart a second Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-456257492789893352015-07-18T22:31:00.001-07:002015-07-18T22:31:55.309-07:00*sad face*
there's nothing more hurtful than bitter rejection.
i'm done.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-15004651312154133852015-07-17T18:28:00.001-07:002015-07-18T21:53:09.584-07:00A Hateful Man
Hello again!
Can't believe I write four times in two days row here. It's maybe just because I can't talk to anybody than you, my dearest friend. It's 5 years now you listened to my story and I know you'll never be bored. Even I'm getting older, me is still me. And you know me very well.
So as you know…
I am in love with the most hateful person in the world. Not because he hates people, no. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-62721744428105043252015-07-17T06:53:00.001-07:002015-07-17T06:55:53.745-07:00VacantI wanted to call him. Just to see how he was doing. But I can't do that.You can't just talk to someone who held your heart in their palm and pretend it never happened.I wanted to ask why it was so hard to get over him. I wanted to know if he felt pain like knives in his sides like I did. I wanted to know if he ever felt lonely when he listened to music, or if things reminded him of the memories Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-85845812637422894132015-07-16T00:11:00.001-07:002015-07-16T00:12:40.388-07:00The DrugEveryone always asks me if I do drugs. I always say no, but lately I've realized that I do.It's you.And you're the most addictive of them all. I think that I'm over it...But then a song plays or a memory comes and then you relapse. You build up these walls and you don't let anyone in. This drugs makes you forget about the world, I guess that's why I do it. You feel something that you can't feel Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-63972870366779644082015-07-15T14:00:00.001-07:002015-07-15T14:34:39.990-07:00Traveled Through TimeI've traveled through my own blog here, not because feeling nostalgic. I just wanted to know to handle a situation...It's not the first time, yet it's never been familiar. I can't get used to it because it's always new.I hate to know that over time, I never changed. My erratic emotions and bad mouth always hurt people around me. I hate to know that I may lose people who love me with all their Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-61199878562603241452015-03-30T08:13:00.001-07:002015-03-30T08:18:30.675-07:00 Why You May Lose Friends On Your Road To Success
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-33508839720184400642015-01-25T05:55:00.001-08:002015-01-25T05:55:25.315-08:00A Lesson [Never] Learned
Hi folks!
(Look how an introverted person talks to her imaginary friend)
Today is Sunday. Supposed to be the day full of sunbeam and such, I think. But not today and the other day and the other day before the other day, and nine days before today. Somebody says that the weather will be like this until February. I'm sick of rainy days and the gloomy effect it causes. I don't know, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-41957433433476181502014-12-31T21:05:00.000-08:002014-12-31T21:05:49.438-08:00THE 2014 RECAP
Pulau Panjang, Kep. Seribu, November 2014
You might have read my 2014 resolution recap here. If you are wondering why I have recapped my resolution on July, the only answer because it was (partially) fulfilled. I thank God for His blessings for what I've achieved.
The sad thing is… I didn't achieve anything anymore after that. I didn't get the rest what I wished for 2014. But that's Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-58737347899095758352014-11-08T10:59:00.001-08:002014-11-08T11:03:58.923-08:00Let's Tidy Up Our Eyebrows!
People (especially girls) asked me a lot of questions about "where did you got your eyebrow embroidered?" and my answer was always simple: no, it was not embroidered. I only use eyebrow pencil instead.
In fact, I don't have a good shape of eyebrows and it's pretty sparse. I've been struggling with making good eyebrows and I didn't go expert in one night. I've been experimenting about 5 Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-17477058945646143332014-07-30T22:08:00.001-07:002014-07-30T22:08:17.022-07:00Isn't Really My Thing, But Now I'm Committed to It
Yes, sport.
I started exercising regularly since two months ago, the reason is not because of a growing trend today: all about gym and fitness things, including Muay Thai, Yoga, TRX, etc. which is you can see, it's now a lifestyle, after fixed-gear bike and running. You'll realize if you are Indonesian, we are very talkative people when some western stuffs branched out then we will Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-54322007637733257622014-07-19T12:54:00.000-07:002014-07-19T12:58:31.409-07:00What's ON: WishList Updates (YAY)!
I've told you about my most wanted stuffs for 2014 in my previous post. So here's the updates:
OPPO FIND 5
Well. It turned out that OPPO FIND 5 is already discontinued when I finally decided to buy it. The money was prepared for it, of course. But I didn't really feel bad because I've found a better one: Oppo R1. It's cheaper than Oppo Find 5 (about 1 million rupiah), but it has more advanceUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-44140937595598163382014-05-17T07:11:00.001-07:002014-05-17T07:11:11.931-07:00Kit Harington Through My Hand
I'm trying to draw on Adobe Photoshop, in which I could say, way more difficult than Adobe Illustrator. And this time, I don't do tracing like my other previous personal projects. I'm a bit proud, 'cause the tiring 5 hours was finally nailed it (eventhough not perfect, as you can see).
So here is the thing about Kit Harington. Before Game of Thrones I really don't know who he is. His cast as Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-49544750569729976132014-05-17T06:59:00.004-07:002014-05-17T06:59:53.361-07:00You in a Mixtape [May Mixtape by Rissa Stellar]
This is my first time creating a mixtape for somebody. I mean, I've never done anything to anybody through music anyway. I was always lost in words, but music is pretty good in delivering message.
My feeling right now is not good, so I pick (sad) tracks mostly, not because I refuse to be better, but sad songs always had 'something powerful'. I also added Trentemøller, one of my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-88180823804197953582014-05-17T06:12:00.000-07:002014-05-17T06:12:10.477-07:00In Love with Digital Drawing
Still raw. Need to learn more....
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-59860144146900425892014-01-29T07:47:00.002-08:002014-01-29T07:47:32.588-08:00Officially a Panda
I took this photo this afternoon. Look at those eyebags...
and few pimples on my face.
Oh maybe you won't see the pimples. Pardon my laptop cam.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-40230958043660414452014-01-29T07:42:00.002-08:002014-05-17T07:04:36.031-07:00Wasting Time, Right Now.
Hello Blogger.
So we'll be over January, and what saddened me: I only wrote three blogposts this month.
There are so many things on my mind, and I really wanted to write. Even a single draft. Tapi kok kayaknya setiap ada waktu buat nulis, aku pasti ketiduran.
Jadi bulan Januari adalah bulan dimana aku ngerasa antara bener-bener semangat sama bener-bener jenuh. (Lho kok bisa? Bukannya 2014 baru Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-80188526451978717912014-01-04T04:04:00.002-08:002014-01-08T08:52:03.545-08:002014 Resolution (OMG!)
So, we are moving on. New year, new challenge. Ain't it?
Let's put aside every negative thoughts about 'new year resolution' and 'how we do forget it easily'.. If you are accustomed to always have negative thoughts so you will always see good things as bad things. Because I don't want to be easily driven by destructive thoughts so there'll be no shit taken.
So, 2013 was a great yearUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-90734491938605333872014-01-04T03:51:00.002-08:002014-01-04T03:51:39.393-08:00New Blog Interface -- Welcome!
My new face digital drawing for my own blog. What do you think?
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-70257085326457396552013-11-14T04:43:00.003-08:002013-11-14T08:08:55.068-08:001994
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Where should I begin?
Well...
It started in one lovely moment when I was in the second grade of elementary school. I was such a cute, fat-but not that fat, and happy girl. I was happy 'cause the moment I remember is when I ran around the school yard with my friends, playing cat and mouse. I was in the perfect white and red uniform with white socks tucked in clean shoes. I ran around Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7020257029661109664.post-18578964209421551592013-07-30T13:04:00.001-07:002013-07-30T13:04:35.912-07:00Thank God for the Gifts!
Early June I was so thrrrrrilled because I finally bought this babe: Macbook Air.
This will accompany my former designing stuff: Wacom Bamboo Pen & Touch that I bought at early year.
Well, I thank God for these 2013 gift. I am grateful, really.
These two were #1 listed on my 2013 wishlist. And I fulfilled the wishlist at June.
Again, I thank God for the Gifts!
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