A Thank You Post

Just got my transcripts of Semester 8 and 9 yesterday. So happy that I got an A of each. Hohohoho. Therefore, my GPA of both semesters are 4 out of 4. AAAAAAAAAAAAAKKK so grateful..

Thank you to all of them who gave me strength for the past 10 months :)
Special thanks to
1. Prof. Nila F. Moeloek as the Special Envoy on MDGs
2. Diah S. Saminarsih (Mama Geng, Tante Geng) as the Assistant of Special Envoy which also is my advisor
3. Whole Team Program which includes:
    a. Ufara Zuwasti Curran who supposed to be the interviewer at the very first time
    b. Nindi Sitepu (Simanjuntak) who filled all the evaluation form of internship
    c. Geng Krucil (Gatot Suarman, Annisa Firdausy, Abadi Anugrah) who helped me so much at the office
4. Mr. Hendra Manurung as my internship advisor
5. Bude Sus, Mba Yayan who let me stay at their house.
6. Buddies (Puti, Denisa, Cornelia, Denisa) who supported each other of being an intern


AND ALL OF THE PEOPLE I CAN NOT MENTION HERE.
THANK YOU
THANK YOU
THANK YOU


AND KEEP SUPPORTING ME AS MY LIFE IS JUST ABOUT TO START.

Bests,


Gina Ginarti

CHUCK -reblog-

is it fate or curse?

There are words I like the most.

"Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you I had no control over."

Those words are exactly the same as my longlovestory. I met him in my first grade of senior high school because we were classmates and then we became friends but suddenly it turned out to be loved. I've spent my highschool's life with thinking about harry, harry, and HARRY.

But now, in my bed, suddenly I'm thinking that meeting you wasn't a fate at all, it's a curse, because since the day I knew him he has hurt me a lot until this very night. I dunno why I love him very much, but wait, is it love we're talking about?

"what is love?" my friend asked me once.

I dunno what love is, but I know these, when you can't see him, you miss him. When you see him, you wanna talk to him. When you talk to him, you wanna be his side forever. Is that too much??

Do I have to sort out my feelings? I've been trying a million times but it didn't work out for me. What do you think I'm supposed to do?