(I Think) Curiosity Can Kill You


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Happy New Year! Yeah I know it's already like 24 days ago, but hey, it's still new year though :-D

Well, last year was kinda phenomenal for me. I graduated from school, gaining my master degree. Pretty cool, huh? haha. Oh and, I went to Holland with my little brother to visit my relatives there, also we had a short trip to Paris. This was my first time, going to Europe, and guess what? One of my last year bucket list did come true! I was having sooooo much fun it could be a crime. Definitely would go there again someday!

Anyway, as new year came, reality, too, came hitting me. January was always a sacred month for me because yeah it's the beginning of the year, which is good, but also an alarm that I'm aging. It's not that it's not good, just... I didn't know, always a mix feeling here I had. Also meant, I needed to reach another dreams of mine, another bucket lists that were waiting to be realized.

This post would be just me blabbering about anything, because to be honest, I wrote here to sort out my mind, to clear the very full-loaded head. Writing on this blog was often my way to share everything while I didn't know whom I should share with or how to share it. Known as a strong and cool person sometimes really sucked. I felt like I couldn't just crumble and cry and become weak. It felt like universe didn't allow me to. That's why here I was again, sharing me become a weak. Now I had to say it, I wasn't as strong as people thought I was.

For several months I was struggling to decide something important for me. To be exact, last year I was meeting someone, a guy, in a coffee shop. I had an eye for him while he's standing looking for an empty table. And I said to myself that he's quite attractive, hmmm my type, haha. Just in split seconds, he seated right beside me as I knew the tables was pretty full. So, it's something's normal. Short story, my brother talked to him first, and I basically joined in the conversation. Then I knew a bit information about him: we went to same university; he's a year younger than me; now he's studying for his master degree abroad, but I kept his major myself, and the country, too; and he liked games (yes, computer, online games something) as much as my brother. That's the only thing that I knew. I didn't know his contact but we followed each other on twitter. I knew, pretty little, right?

So, yes, I was totally curious about him. Well, I barely knew him so I even couldn't say I had a crush, could I? And yeah, for several months I was thinking what I should do. Believe me I already asked different opinions to different people, but all said it's all up to me. Ha! Like I didn't know already!

However, I came to a decision anyway. I thought that telling him would be the best thing I had to do. I had nothing to lose anyway, as he's just an acquaintance. I felt the urge to just blurt what's in my head to him though I knew he would be really surprised, or perplexed, by it. But well, it's now or never, wasn't it? Otherwise, my curiosity would definitely kill me! While in the end, I expected to be surprised, surely.

Now, I hoped the best luck for me. So, wish me luck!


It's first time, this feeling.



If You Love Me, Let Me Know


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Around 2 days ago I had a fun time with my best friend, Whinda and Jeli. Basically we just chatted, but that's the fun of it. When we're in ice cream shop, there's a black board with a very good words, at least for me: If you love me let me know.

I told my friends when I saw them, and they forced me to take a picture with it. Well, I hesitated a bit, but yeah they made me did it -after they took it for themselves.

Actually, for me that sign speaks my mind very much. Maybe some people think that it's just words, because for some people, they just know if there's someone who like them even without being told about it. But, that's not the case for me.

I almost don't have any sense -I might say- when it comes to people's feeling toward me. Not as a friend of course, but as a man. Here are my thoughts about man's actions toward me, my own interpretation:
When man talks sweet to me, then it's his personality -he's like that to others, too.
When man asks me my number, then he is a friendly person.
When man helps me a lot, then he's a very nice and kind person.
When man wants to have meals or go to movies with me, then he's a friendly person who wants to know me more.
...and more.

Some of my best friends are frustrated by me while it comes to this. Well, I even don't know whether it's a weakness or strength. If you see it from "I don't have sense about man's action towards me", it's a total weakness. However, if you see it as "I think every people are nice and kind", it can a be strength, because It means that I don't see people have any intentions behind their action, such a positivity, right?

So seriously, I need to be told if there's someone who likes me, unless I don't know for the rest of my life, literally. As I know until know there were 3 people who liked me -I know because they told me after years or my friend told me about it- that I think they're very nice and kind and friendly and good or he's just joking. Until one person said to me that he liked me all this time (years), and asked me seriously if I really didn't know about that fact. And yes, I seriously didn't know, no kidding. It's just one example. I have another worse ones, but I don't want to share it here, it makes me look so stupid haha.

Literally say "I like you", through any means of media, is the only way I can know about someone's feeling to me, since I never interpret one's actions as liking.
So, if you love me, let me know.

Because I have no sense when it comes to feeling towards me


It's Not "Healthy" Anymore


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2015, well, time sure flies so fast that it's quite hard to catch up. Anyway, the most memorable in 2014 for me was when I confessed to someone I like for 7 years -7 and half years now. So, I've decided to let him go.

For me, it's not good anymore, liking someone this long. Moreover, we hardly communicate, that's why it's not "healthy". He's always -not really always actually- in my mind that makes me stuck to him, always comparing people to him, always bla bla bla. The point is I was obsessed, and it's really not good.

Now, I want a real person in my life. I wanna have my partner in crime, a real one. Enough for fantasy, enough for dreaming, I wanna have a good life in reality instead. To whoever that person might be, just come!

However, the exact goals that I wanna achieve this year are...
Finishing school
Being a lecturer -a cool one of course :p
Traveling around -well, Europe is not bad, right?
Learning another languages
And for the bonus, meeting "the person"

Yeah whatever, the most important thing is I let him go, and now ready for new chapter!

Hang in there, and you'll rock!

P.S.: Happy birthday to my beloved #1 Goalkeeper, Gianluigi "Gigi" Buffon! Happy birthday to me! Wish us every happiness and health. Exact 11 years different, we've been 13 years "together". Ti Amo, Gigi.

Confession


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A month ago, I confessed to someone. It was his birthday, the day that I chose to confess. After greeting him a happy birthday through text, I did it.

I feel like I have nothing to lose, that's why... I like him for about 7 years now, but we haven't met for 6 years. Kinda long, huh? It's crazy even for me. I never like someone for that long before, moreover for a person whom I don't see in 6 years. It already takes too long, that's why too...

Of course, for all these 6 years I have met several guys. I liked someone else, I was even in a relationship. But you know, he's the only one remains. Even when I liked another person, I never really erased him. It's not that I like 2 people at the same time, but it's like after my feeling to another person's gone, I think about him again. And it's always like that.

Usually, the longest time that I ever liked someone was 2 years. After I liked that person, and nothing happened, I would forget him totally. Forget in the context of no remain feeling at all. However, he's exceptional. I never forget him, or maybe I don't want to. He's like having a secret and sacred place in my heart, somehow hidden, and untouched.

Maybe, many or some of people still think that woman shouldn't confess first. But for me, why not? It's not something shameful, right? Is liking someone a sin? Man may like woman, then man can confess. Woman may like man, so why can't woman confess? We, women, also have right to let our heart been heard. When I liked someone for 1 or 2 year(s), I could just keep it for myself, not confessing. Well, I would forget it in the end, so why bothered. Nonetheless, liking someone for 7 years, it's too much for me to keep it hidden. That's why...

To him, I said that I liked him for all these years (he knew it at the first place 7 years ago, but he didn't know I still liked him until now), I didn't know why and I didn't understand why it never changed. I said to him that I wouldn't be sorry for my feeling towards him, but I felt sorry for my sudden confession because I didn't know if he had girlfriend or someone he liked, so this had may bother him. I also said that though I felt sorry, I still needed to confess, because I thought I would regret if I didn't say it.

His response was good, but I would keep it for myself, his answer. Anyway, I didn't ask anything to him in my confession. I really just confessed. However, I want to ask him one thing. No, I don't ask him, because I don't have the courage. It's only my greed.

There's also another secret about me that I wanna reveal. Actually, I have special ability to move on. So, when I say "I let you go", then my feeling to that person will vanish gradually. Slowly, but gone. So, to him that I like for 7 years, I just haven't let him go. For now, I think I still don't want to.


A little confession won't hurt