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| Macrame Plant Hanger using Bottle |
Hello there, been a while, hasn't it?
So this is a project I've finished today. It doesn't take that much time to finish, pretty simple and look quite decent, I guess. I've been thinking of doing a plant hanger macrame for a long time, and it's just yesterday I started doing Macrame again.
Anything to do to be a productive adult during holiday. lol.
So, here's the video tutorial for doing this piece.
Thanks to Belajar Macrame for sharing this tutorial. If you don't mind, please like and subscribe the channel to support the creator. And nearly forget to mention, the channel is in Bahasa Indonesia, so yeah.
Anyway, I always use polyster chords in doing my macrame project, which most people usually use for knitting. So mine would always be a micro macrame type, since the chords were just too light and too thin. I gave up on my wall hanger project since it took too much time to finish and the result was not as good as I expected it to be (I didn't finish it at all). So if you're thinking of doing a macro project, I don't recommend this chord at all. Though may be making a macrame bag with this chord wouldn't be so bad. But then again, it took way too much time to finish.
And as always, have fun learning while you're at it.
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Hello, been a long time, hasn’t it.
I have nothing to say really, no excuses at all.
Not after I abandoned everything and just did basically nothing all this time. I basically was one of the most unproductive persons these past months.
I guess I did talk about some test that I have to pass in order to make a new step in my life. That sounds exaggerating, but let’s put it that way. I believe that doesn’t only apply to me. Thousand hundreds of people apply for this job. So you see, that’s not some simple matter at all.
And I kinda busted the test, lol.
Sure, I passed the passing grade, but not so sure whether I could go for the next round. Talking about the first test, the goal was to pass the passing grade, since honestly I have no confidence that I could pass at all. I did study, like some weeks of study, and an intense week of studying where I barely slept at all due to anxiety and insomnia. Who said that I like exam?
In the end, my score was rather average, and there’s this ranking system where only the 3 highest scorer could do the second round test. It’s a miracle if I could pass the next round. I did think that I could probably do better for the first test.
Not for the twk test though. I swear If I do a retest I don't think that I could get a higher score compared to my previous test. It was just that difficult for me. And I'd studied my butt for this test session, but I couldn’t even comprehend the questions at all. Naturally, I came to hate this session.
But, that’s it about the test, I know that I have to prepare for the next round since there’s a possibility that I’d pass the rank, but It’s really hard to start studying again. I keep wasting my time reading for nothing. It’s already tiring to imagine me studying all over again. And there’s also this thing about this advanced teaching license, where everyone who have this certificate would totally pass the next round test with the highest score one possibly could get. A freaking perfect 100 score. And I don’t have that certificate. So if one of my competitors has this, gotta kiss goodbye to all of my efforts.
And that’s it.
Now, we are mostly working from home due to the outbreak of the Covid-19, and I guess I will make a special note for this special case. Seriously, just stay home as you much as you could. There’s still no case where I live in. But who knows?
This is already the fourth day of our self-distancing campaign, not so sure what happened outside, but seems like a lot of people still wandering around. I don’t have problem with people who went out trying to make a living for their daily necessities though. I just hope our people could learn from our sisters and brothers in Italia. Hope they’ll all get better soon. Hope the rest of the world would get better soon.
Talking about self-distancing, it’s not really uncommon thing, at least for me. I do self-distancing every weekend and mostly that’s how I spend my holiday. I guess every introvert out there shares this same trait. There’re a lot of things to do at home. There’re a whole lot of books to read. So no problemo.
I guess I’d better start studying.
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Might as well name it rainbow,
not that I’m really a fan of a rainbow. It was one thing, but I really don’t
like it when people mix all those bright colours as a theme in public places.
It’s just too eye catching for me. For this me, alright. That’s just my opinion.
No offence to those who like it.
I choose the topic of colors,
since I’ve finished writing my version of calm-matured song. It took me quite
awhile to finish. After all it’s been more than 9 months since the last time I
wrote a song. Rather than a calm-matured song though, it’s quite a simple one.
Even less than two minutes length. I just think it’s better this way. I’m not
good at writing long song.
Why colors? Because I named the songs after 3 colors. It’s still about the peak of ‘moving on’ and that’s why I choose these colors to express my feelings. Rather than a hate song or a sorry song or a regret song, it’s more like an acceptance song with no ill feelings. Unrequited love sure is a tough love. And you only have yourself to blame since you are the one who expect things. But then again it’s not only left you with bitter feelings. Whether you admit it or not, there’s also this happy moments as well.
So just brace yourself, it’s
happening, and clinging to that feeling is never a good choice. Because what is
not meant to you, will not be yours no matter how much you want it, no matter
how hard you push yourself to have it. That’s why we have to let go and just
freaking move on.
And that’s it, I’m really
excited about this new song and really really want to record it, even get the
cover ready. But I don’t think that I could do it in the mean time. Just
checked the microphone I bought before and the quality is just getting even
worse than before. What kind of mic do those people use for recording so
flawlessly anyway?
So enough about the song,
let’s just talk about colors.
I just realize that I don’t
particularly have any favorite colors, not that it matters. Rather, I love colours in certain things/objects.
For example I love the deep blue color of the deep blue sky after raining. And
quite the contrary, I hate the pale blue color of the sky in dry season. I’m
quite obsessive with the red on the lips, that’s why I only use red lipstick. I
love the yellow of the sunflower even when I don’t like wearing yellow clothes,
though I do wear one. And I love my gray sweater so much. I also love white
paints on the wall and the pink of the cherry blossom.
What else, I love the dark brown, maroon, and moss green colors for doing macramé. I love the purple house in front of the k-24 drugstore. Everything was purple; the wall, the door, the window, the curtain, the flower pots. And I’m not even a fan of purple. But they look so lovely. And I like wearing black accessories though I don’t like black shoes. So to put it simply I don’t really have an exact favorite color. I can’t even choose one.
What else, I love the dark brown, maroon, and moss green colors for doing macramé. I love the purple house in front of the k-24 drugstore. Everything was purple; the wall, the door, the window, the curtain, the flower pots. And I’m not even a fan of purple. But they look so lovely. And I like wearing black accessories though I don’t like black shoes. So to put it simply I don’t really have an exact favorite color. I can’t even choose one.
And I was and still am the type
of people who wear clothes with mismatching colors. And truthfully I’m pretty
aware of that, but I’m a total slacker when it comes to fashion. A total
fashion disaster. I wear whatever convenient for me.
There was this one time when I
went to college wearing these three kinds of colors; a shocking bright blue
skirt, a moss green sweater, and a brown veil. My friends didn’t say anything back
then; their faces were enough to tell me what kind of disaster I had been put
on myself.
And I still am a walking
fashion disaster. I sometimes wear this brown trousers and brown blouse with
light green veil. And it’s actually my get up for work. I keep telling myself
in front of mirror this: “You are now an awesome darn tree”. And that’s it.
I guess when it comes to
clothes, the colors just don’t matter, what it was made of is what really
matters to me. I’m fine with anything comfortable to me as long as I don’t have
to iron them. I will dress properly in an important occasion though.
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I’m
doomed.
And
that’s it.
I’m
pretty much a goner now. I mean, what the point of writing that 22th note back
then? What the point of writing all the stuff about giving up, letting go, and
healing, and all those craps about moving on if just one single ‘like’ would
destroy all of my ‘moving on’ campaign? Isn’t that a little bit too much?
I
should have just started falling in love or started new relationship or
whatever. But no, I was too comfortable with the void pace that I don’t even feel
like starting anything. Not that I think that I’m capable of doing so. How do I
get rid of this feeling again? Cover it?
They
said that when you were broken hearted you just have to give yourself some time
and sense every pain you’re supposed to sense until they all become less and
less painful, till you feel nothing at all. But I’m not even broken hearted.
No,
this is not right at all.
I’m such an idiot.
There’s no one to blame but myself now. I never
expected a respond, though I did want to leave a message. And it was such a
trivial thing too.
I covered Afterglow by Taylor Swift. The idea is
simply because I love the song (and Cruel Summer was beyond my league), and
because I know that all my friends were on this a lot since they’ve
started family, and also I want to say sorry to everyone for everything.
Who would have thought that he, all of people would
like it.
I shouldn’t think too much. It was nothing at all,
might be a coincidence, there’s no meaning behind it. Ignorance sure is bliss.
My phone has been broken for months, and all I have
just the midnight internet, and I don’t even use it that much since I can’t
fight the sleep. So this morning when I checked instagram on my lepto, I yelled
and startled my colleagues. Unable to suppress my feelings I just closed the
leptop just like that.
Dear me, it was so freaking trivial.
I could never tell them what it was about. I hate
myself for getting so hype just for such a simple thing.
And this happened when I’m writing this calm-mature
song about reaching this final stage of moving on. I got the lyrics ready, even
got the melody set for the chorus. Seriously, what to do now?
I’m going to avoid instagram for the time being,
it’s no good for my heart. This is not even a new thing. Let time just settle
everything. Honestly I don’t even know what to feel. I just don’t care anymore.
What’s more mortifying, the person himself has no
idea that he could cause a storm in someone else’s heart just by one single
freaking 'like'.
Darn it. I hate you, me.
Talking about bad quality, I'm so sorry for this cover. It's funny how the quality's just getting worse and worse. The audio was just too horrible and inaudible. The microphon was... I kinda regretted buying that one. I love this song really. And I feel bad for not doing it any better. I was in a hurry to post it, being effected by numbers.
Anyway I really love this song.
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I have to check out my old
posts just to know where I am right now. God, it’s not even on the thirties
note yet, and it’s already at the end of August.
But honestly, this month is
the most productive month I’ve ever been. And also the month I’ve met my turning point.
I’m picking out macramé again,
and in the middle of finishing my first macro macramé project. It’ll take more
weeks to finish though. I kinda messed up in the beginning, so it’s definitely
not my best project. Rather it turns out to be a scary piece. I’ll post that
later when I finish the whole thing.
I think I made a lot of micro
macramé too, so I guess I’m gonna keep up with the works since it only took me
some hours to finish.
And I did cover songs on
monthly basis. To be fair, it was the only project I‘d been keeping up with.
Numbers do effect me in the end. It’s not that I gain a lot of viewers though.
Well, I haven’t post them here
yet, since it won’t be funny if the only things I post were just my ukulele cover
video. I can’t record my original songs, and I haven’t made any new song this
year. I just couldn’t. The same thing with poetry. I’m not sure if I will write
any poems. I’m gonna postpone them for now.
So, for the time being, I’ll post my macramé
project and ukulele cover. And may be some notes too.
Now, let’s talk about this
future plan thing. And no, those eight paragraphs are just the preface. The
thing is just like what I said before; I’ve met my turning point. And with all
the drama, shame, guilt, and regrets, with a clear mind and deep thought, I’ve
decided to take my life to another level.
And I’m not talking about
marriage, alright. It was about my career and my life in general. I can’t
continue living in this town. I have to leave.
It’s about time I move
forward, living on my own. I can’t keep free-renting in my parents’ house and
being supported by them forever. And I’m already this old. I can’t continue
living like this.
You see, I’m way too
comfortable with my current job which I never thought that I’d be. It’s been
less stressful lately and I finally get used to it. Not that I become some pro
or anything. It’s just that I’d accepted it. The job which I took unwillingly
at first. The job which was offered to me by my mother’s connection. The job
that I took for granted.
Well, but the moving out
things would happen if I pass the test though. Which is beyond me. I have to
study all over again and there’re a lot of competitors too. I wonder if I’ll
even pass the first test at all.
Guess I’ll never know until I
try it. And it’s time to move forward. I guess I keep burying myself with
regrets and shames that I can’t seek out to my friends anymore. But I have
enough, It’s been two years already.
