so touching, at least for me

no need to explain

Bartleby Gaines: Nah, I'm not going to answer your question, 'cause you guys have already made up your minds. I'm an expert in rejection, and I can see it on your faces. And it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are. Just because you want us to be more like them when the truth is we're not like them. And I am damn proud of that fact. I mean, Harmon College and their - and their 100 years of tradition. But tradition of what? Of hazing kids and humiliating anyone who's a bit different? Of putting so much pressure on kids they turn into these - these stress freaks and caffeine addicts.
Dean Van Horne: Your phony school demeans real colleges everywhere!
Bartleby Gaines: Why? Why can't we both exist? Huh? You can have your grades, and your rules and your structure and your ivory towers, and then we'll do things our way. Why do we have to conform to what you want?
Dean Van Horne: Your curriculum is a joke, and you, sir, are a criminal.
Bartleby Gaines: You know what? You're a criminal. 'Cause you rob these kids of their creativity and their passion. That's the real crime! Well, what about you parents? Did -did the system really work out for you? Did it teach you to follow your heart, or to just play it safe, roll over? What about you guys? Did you always want to be school administrators? Dr. Alexander, was that your dream? Or maybe no, maybe you wanted to be a poet. Maybe you wanted to be a magician or an artist. Maybe you just wanted to travel the world. Look, I - I - I - I lied to you. I lied to all of you, and I'm sorry. Dad, especially to you. But out of that desperation, something happened that was so amazing. Life was full of possibilities. A - and isn't that what you ultimately want for us? As parents, I mean, is - is that, is possibilities. Well, we came here today to ask for your approval, and something just occurred to me. I don't give a shit. Who cares about your approval? We don't need your approval to tell us that what we did was real. 'Cause there are so few truths in this world, that when you see one, you just know it. And I know that it is a truth that real learning took place at South Harmon. Whether you like it or not, it did. 'Cause you don't need teachers or classrooms or - or fancy highbrow traditions or money to really learn. You just need people with a desire to better themselves, and we got that by the shit at South Harmon. So you can go ahead, sign your forms, reject us and shoot us down, and do whatever you gotta do. It doesn't really matter at this point. Because we'll never stop learning, and we'll never stop growing, and we'll never forget the ideals what were instilled in us at our place. 'Cause we are SHIT heads now, and we'll be SHIT heads forever and nothing you say can do or stamp can take that away from us! So go!

nemu lagu ini, lagi pas banget ama tema posting2 saya beberapa hari terakhir

If you do something halfheartedly, you'll be fine for a while and then lose control immediately

ya saya merasakannya kok, itu terjadi sama saya sekarang..

saya sudah cerita berkali2kayaknya, saya itu terbuang dari dkv karena terlambat bayar..

saya keterima nilainya bagus, masa binus membuang saya karena terlambat bayar, berarti binus money oriented, ok gw jujur itu busuknya..

i'm fine for a while, like setengah semester, tugas2 gw kumpul, semuanya, sampe tiba2 gw merasa "ini gw ngapain sih sebenernya, cita2 gw bukan ini"..

tiba2 saya menjadi malas, gini deh, lo lagi pengen ngapain gitu, tiba2 disuruh nemenin belanja nyokap, males kan, kecuali lo emang pengen, pasti enak rasanya..

iya saya baik2 saja sampai stengah semester, setelah itu semuanya hancur, saya sudah tidak mengumpulkan tugas lagi, sebenernya tugas2 yang saya kumpulkan juga setengah hati, terserah lah dosen2 itu mau bilang apa, terserah, gw ga peduli, terserah orang2 mau bilang apa, bilang gw quiter? iya gw quit interior supaya gw ga berenti ngejar cita2 gw, gw gamau lah kalah ama terlambat bayar, gila apa..

mo disini kek, mo diluar kek, yang penting gw mau masuk fotografi/desain grafis, interior itu pengekangan..

dosennya bilang "anak interior itu rapih2" saya? jujur deh, saya tidak rapih sama sekali, kata nyokap, kalo masuk interior, ntar kebawa rapih, nggak tuh, wong jiwa saya ndak disitu..

saya suka ngatain orang2 yg buang2 umur, and guess what? gw buang2 umur sekarang

gw udah ga kuat, cara licik? gw ga nanya tentang semester 2, mending duitnya buat apaan kek, bayarin siapa kek yg niat kuliah, jangan bayarin gw, percuma, gw bakal failed disini, kalopun nggak, gw bakal menggagalkan diri gw sendiri, jujur deh, gw ga bisa..

nyokap pernah cerita, kalo gw itu, disuruh suka gamau, tp pas mau bisa, intinya, kalo gw mau ya gw bisa, maslahnya, gw gamau, itu aja, jangan paksa saya, saya mau kuliah potograpi, yaudah, setidaknya biaya yg dikeluarin bener jadi sarjana anaknya, sarjana seni, ga bisa dibanggain sama orang tua? itu sih maslah orang tua gw, gw sih bangga

suatu hari, nama gw akan tertulis kayak gini

Nico Satria Pratama B.A

B.A stands for Bachelor of Arts, majoring in photography..

bodo amat lah, "beneran nik mo kuliah potograpi?" beneran nik, beneran co, beneran cu, apapun lah panggilan gw, ini hidup gw, kalo gw menderita ya gw yg menderita, gw gabakal mau nyusahin lo kok, gw gabakal nikah juga sbelom mapan, mapan dalam ukuran gw loh ya..

lagian potograper tajir gitu sejkarang, diluar sih, di indo mah, seni ga dapet apa2, cuma pelengkap penderita, giliran pelaku seninya kabur keluar, baru keteteran, begitu orang indo sukses diluar, baru di sni "wah ane bangga jadi orang indo" makan tuh bangga tai