Posted in General, Letters

Difference Doesn’t Matter

A Letter for Everyone in This World

Mainly for fellow Indonesians, but I write this in English so everyone else can read. Because we want peace in the world, not just in Indonesia.

I am a gamer. Although I’m not a pro, and game is no more than just a hobby.
Like many other gamers, I like chatting with the other players. Even in a one-country server, the players vary widely. And my beloved country, Indonesia, is full with heterogenous people.

I do care a lot about another people’s health, mostly because they don’t really care about themselves besides their own happiness. So it’s not rare for me to ask them or remind them to take care about simplest things.

Which was how my relationship with most players in that game started.

Through various socmeds, I managed to find some informations about them. At first I thought most of them are from Jakarta, mainly because it is the biggest city and because if there will be any event, most likely it will be held in Jakarta.

But no. Compared to those who are in outside Jakarta, players who domiciled in Jakarta are quite few. Indonesia is quite large, but since I don’t know about the facility and technologies out there, so this was quite unexpected.

The players are heterogenous just like how Indonesians are heterogenous too. Still, most of them are boys.  And like I’ve mentioned above, I talked with some of them, a nice and positive chat.

From my observation, gamers rarely mind the difference between age, gender, race, etc. They respect me too, and though they like to tease me sometimes, I know they were just joking and they still know their limits.

One time, I had a long conversation with a player from another city. From his real name, I can know that he is a Moslem, while I am a Catholic. One thing that made me happy is the fact that this difference means nothing. We talked casually to the point I forgot that he has different religion with me. He didn’t mention any conflict happened in November 4th in Jakarta, but I’m pretty sure it’s not because he didn’t know anything. He’s willing to share some of his experience and knowledge. He’s willing to talk with me, despite of his uneasiness because he thinks that the way he talks is a bit rigid, which is caused by his main language is Javanese.

That goes for the other players too. They treat each other plainly, ignoring differences. Even sometimes they’re willing to help me with my school assignments. Although they were just giving advices, but it means a lot to me. Respect? Yes, but that doesn’t mean the younger ones have to obey the older ones. There were no “*specific race* are not allowed”.

Actually it should be something normal, but this kind of solidarity feels so rare at this matter of time. Because in the reality, there are so much conflicts, even ones caused by small misunderstandings.

Sometimes I wonder if everyone can relate each other like this. No conflicts, help each other, smile together, etc. I wonder if it happened just because our personality fitted each other, and the result would be difference if I was a different person.

But I wish, someday, everyone can hold hand together.

Special thanks to RinScarlet

With regards,

Originica

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Chronicled Life

A Random Letter for Everyone

I am a gospel.

Once, I was an open book. I was put on a table, and everyone was free to read me-
-if they want.
Amongst all books, no one bothered to read me.
Even if I put attracting picture with thousand colors, still no one bothered to just take a look on me.

I closed myself, knowing that it was useless to persuade them to read me.
Some bothered to read me. They opened, read, flipped some few pages…
But the further they read me, the more they get bored. Or, from what they show, I was getting more uninteresting, or even boring.

So, they left after reading first few pages.

Go away, go away.
I don’t need you to stay.

After my contract ran out, I was moved to another library. I did not expected any change, so it was not a shame that the readers in this library aren’t far different.

Although, certainly, there are still few readers who found interest in me.
Some of them left me after reading few pages, like the others.
But some of them stayed and keep reading-some even stay until now.
Some said because my storyline is distinct.
Some said because of the truth in me.
Some said because they like my genre.
Some said because of the style of writing is diverse.

What did I do? Something wrong, is it true?
We don’t argue, because we don’t want to.

Even though some of them have only read me virtually
without reading me in reality, they keep reading
and even urging me to open up and let them read me further.

It doesn’t matter even if I only have one reader.
But the way they stay and read me, without they realizing,
is what makes me happy.

They laugh in a cheery tone, they never let out a mocking laugh.
They give me positive comments to improve my writing.
If I can just bring goodness, joy, and happiness in their life,
it is more than enough already.
Because I know, they won’t leave me.

Time passes by, no longer I can count the amount of both of my readers and haters.

Nonetheless, no longer I can hide my smile and tears.

I don’t write lies. Not anymore.
How people take my writing, is what they receive, just like
how black see white as its’ opposite
and blend with another black.

Special thanks to my dear senpais and beloved friends

With regards,

Originica

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First Step of Blogging: Lessons Obtained in Liputan6.com

A Letter For All of My Readers

October 11th, 2016
Home, Jakarta

Dear readers,

I would like to share every experience and knowledge I got. On 4th October, I went to Liputan6.com with nine of my friends from blogging extraculicular, two from photography, and four teachers. So many things happened but fortunately nothing bad happened. is a new portal in Indonesia, and we can share our writings too in Citizen6. Liputan6.com’s redaction is located in SCTV Tower.

Oh, wait! Before that, perhaps some of you who live outside Indonesia don’t know where SCTV Tower is. But if you know where Senayan City is, you surely know where SCTV Tower is! Yes, because SCTV Tower itself is located in Senayan City, which is divided into two towers.

Thanks to Ms. Deasi, we can finally go there to learn how to write. If it wasn’t because of her patience and hardwork (of persuasion and demanding), we couldn’t have gone to Liputan6.com. This was a great chance to learn, especially because we literally just few things, or even nearly nothing about blogging.

Since we’re from Kalideres, West Jakarta, it took about a hour to reach Senayan City in Central Jakarta. We left the school at 8.45 by minibus. I fell asleep not so long after we hit the road, so I don’t really pay attention along the trip. Except for an upperclassman who asked the name of a certain river, and I answered his question with wrong answer. Still, for me it was a bit unusual for a student to know about some streets or even question a name of a river.

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Our Visit to Liputan6.com – Photo by Deasi Saragih

When we arrived there, it wasn’t so sunny, but it wasn’t cloudy either. We entered the tower immediately and (after took some photos) went to the 17th floor, where there were Hutomo who gave the opening speech and taught us about journalism, Karmin Winarta who taught us about popular essay, and Silvia Oetomo from vidio.com who taught us about making video.

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They even served donuts as snacks! Perfect for a moodbooster~

Although things went out of the schedule, but still no regrets. We had a lot of fun and learnt new useful things. My mother even said, “Isn’t it fortunate that you chose blogging for elective? They even take you for a trip, that way learning would be fun. God really has determined your path.” Of course! I know I won’t regret choosing blogging elective~ ^^

Something interesting also happened in the way back home. I went home with my mother, and she called Uber because it’s much cheaper than going home by taxi. The driver talked pretty much with my mother: about her daughter that currently learns literally nothing in her school, how he reduces smoking with driving, etc. But from every topic he talked, we could get several moral benefits for our lifes. Though everything depends on our perspectives.

I’ll share the lessons we got in separate posts, don’t forget to follow my blog to get notifications about incoming posts, full with useful and fun-to-read infos!

Best Regards,

Originica

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Being Independent

My ISTJ personality consists of 80% introvert,  which explains a bit why I don’t like working in groups. It’s not that I don’t like working with people, it’s just that I’m not compatible with most people. I may have a great leadership potential, but that doesn’t mean anything if it isn’t developed, right?

One of the biggest problem in my life is my poor self-esteem, which often leads me to all kinds of trouble. Reviewing my own self isn’t difficult, but being a better person is a different story. People told me to change, but how can I change when I don’t know what to change? I always try not to make any mistake. Still, it’s not rare for things to go awry and I don’t know what I did wrong.

Compared to the others, my abilities besides academics are completely average. I can play music instruments, but no more than that. I’m not an expert at anything besides mathematics and science. Even though I’m good at math, no one even bothers to ask me about lessons they don’t understand. I feel like I’m just being a last choice.

I have difficulty talking with people too. Maybe because I have different interests from them, but I tend to try to keep up the conservation as long as I can. Thus, it has become a habit until now, which I do unconsciously. Another one of my habit is speaking formally, almost to everyone.

My failure of talking with people is  the cause why I’m often seen being alone. I don’t feel lonely, in fact, though I’m happy when people start talking to me, instead that is what I call as being an independent self. I learnt how to stand out, or not to be afraid to do right things. When people get attached to their friends, I can work with many types of people or learn from them. Being independent doesn’t mean being selfish, but being flexible.

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The Very Beginning

As a starter, I would say writing is a paradox. For me, thinking about ideas or just finding one is quite easy. The problem is putting such ideas and nonexistent things into words. Not just ordinary words, but words which can be understood by people so they can be useful by whoever read my writings. And thus, I have so many ideas piling up in my head without ever being written,

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–like that. Found the picture from Google.

Luckily this blogging excur opened in this year, when I enrolled this school as a new senior high school student. For the trial I wanted to choose English theatre and economy club, but God arranged some (un)fortunate incidents which made me couldn’t pick economy club. So instead, I chose English theatre and blogging-for the excur trial. At first I was sure I’m going to choose theatre, but I ended up here anyway. Because there is something I wanted to do but I could never focus to do it, which is writing. And now I have someone guiding me from the very beginning, plus I’m given time to write. I am certain I will not regret choosing this excur, and I will stay here for 3 years I’ll spend in this school.

eating bag of pinecones is also hard

Sometimes, making decisions are very hard. And often, starting something new isn’t less difficult. (Picture from What If? – Lunar Swimming)

So once again thank you for Ms. Deasi, because through her appealing lecturing I decided to choose this excur without doubt regardless of another choices (and thank you for the comment, I’m so happy tbh). I want to thank everyone too, especially those who interact with me, either rarely or often, in the past and present, virtually or reality. Because without you knowing, most of you have given me so much lessons and ideas to write, and just with a chance and a little encouragement, here I am, starting to write.

Through my writings, I wish that people can be inspired or entertained. People have their own story, and they can share it with anyone they want. Each story can be written, read, and/or understood from a different perspective, so I’d be happy if you share your opinion about my writing. Or you can request an article or fanfiction so I have more topics to post and fill up my blog.

Who is wise? Let them realize these things.   

Who is discerning? Let them understand.            -Hosea 14:9a

~Special thanks for Ms. Deasi and Q

With regards,

Originica

Posted in Introductions

A Bit Introduction

Greetings, this is the first post I write. Forgive me if there is any grammatical mistake, but I write in English instead of Indonesia so I can improve and everyone can read my writings.

Now that I joined the blogging extracurricular activity in my school, I have a specific time to write each week! So I want to thank Ms. Deasi for opening this blogging club. I like the atmosphere in this class, wherever we are – classroom, library, anywhere.

There are many things in my head, sadly they’re never written. Most things I like to write are about thinkings, parables, and anything inspiring. But sometimes when I get too emotional, possibly I’ll write my feelings in a metaphorical way (and see if people can understand my writings).Image result for blue origami

This one isn’t mine though. I found it from Google.

The name Originica is taken from my first name + origami + last name. Yes, I like folding origamis and building papercrafts. I like to imagine things too, and it’s one of my reasons why I like to write. My writings may vary, so expect me to post a fictional story and and a description about my favorite game character next. But I ensure people can learn something useful from my posts, though it depends on the person. You may request a fanfiction too if you want! Give me the characters and a theme, I’ll write for your happiness.

Ah, and my favorite color is blue. Not navy, not sky blue. Because blue is the color of unconsciousness.

“Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as his children. For what children are not disciplined by their father?” -Hebrews 12:7

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Again, I found it from Google. Thank you for whoever made it.

With regards,

Originica