the monologue

You died on a Saturday morning and I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father’s bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin’ was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn’t. Little Forrest, he’s doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping pong. He’s really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He’s so smart, Jenny. You’d be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can’t read it. I’m not supposed to, so I’ll just leave it here for you. Jenny, I don’t know if Momma was right or if, if it’s Lieutenant Dan. I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it’s both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there’s anything you need, I won’t be far away.

Forrest Gump. Ah, that was the moment my heart want to cry. It’s just so sad….
Ini adalah dialog favorit dari film favorit ffe. Entah kenapa, ffe selalu berkaca dari forrest. Lihat, dunia berubah di sekitar dia, tapi dia bisa menjalaninya!

kenapa ffe gak bisa?

*karena ffe bukan forrest, you fool.
*ssh, i’m doing a rhetoric over here. just shut up.

a thousand paper cranes

ada legenda di jepang, jika kita membuat 1000 bangau dari kertas, maka harapan kita akan terkabul. Bangau tersebut akan terbang membawa harapan kita….
…dan sepertinya kenapa dari kertas adalah lambang perjuangan karena sangat susah membuat bangau dari kertas –;

*post ini ditulis karena ffe sudah pusing setelah membuat 5 bangau yang dari bentuknya sepertinya terkena mutasi saat belum menetas :p