Everyone

Dear everyone,

I would like to say something to all of you. It's not really that complicated, but since not everyone in this world deeply understand about this, I'm afraid that we'll be closer to the doomsday. Yeah, the doomsday that is created by the human itself, not by our God.

The nature of human is freedom. Why bothers then? Why we keep minding other people's business when our real business is not even finished yet?

Really, I know that the matter of freedom doesn't only happened in Indonesia, my lovely country, but also everywhere in the world, even USA still struggling with this issue.

But special for my country, I keep questioning why people are busy with personal matters and forget about public matters?

They keep fussing about how important a virginity is for girls, even having an idea of virginity interview in entrance exam for the high school student. On the other hand, they keep stealing others' money by doing some mark-up on school's fee, tax, and other things related to public needs.

Lately, there's an issue that makes me ashamed of being both moslem and Indonesian: LGBTIQ rights. OK, I know that this kind of issue is kinda sensitive, but we have to talk about it, sooner or later and like it or not. We can't deny them, they really exist. Just because they're different doesn't mean that we don't care about them right? Put yourself in their shoes then, how do you feel?

(to be continued)

Welcome September

10 September : Idul Fitri
11 September : 9-11 Tragedy
22 September : My daddy's birthday

Quite many for a month. I've been thinking about birthday present for my Dad, any ideas? He loves vintage and secondhand things, but unfortunately, the branded one. So you can kick out things like Shirt, Trousers, Pen, Watch, Bag, Wallet, Cap, and Shoes. So what's left then? Ugh.


Then, talking about my feelings, lately I've been very very very gloomy. Thanks to someone, someone. *wink sarcastically*

In Indonesia, there is a song sang by Vina Panduwinata called September Ceria (Cheerful September), I always wish that I could have that kind of September, but it all diminishes as September is the beginning of the next level of gloom. I can't tell you why, but you can look at my previous posts, those reflect it all.

My favorite quote of all time, related to my gloominess is:

The worst feeling isn’t being lonely. It’s being forgotten by someone you could never forget.

Bye, my only hope is : he/she gonna remember me, like I remember him/her.

You Got Me High

I was lost.
If only we just realize, together.
Not just ignoring what we feel and try to deny it.

We could be us.

But now, you come back and haunt me.
And when that words have been said, you've gone away.
Left me with my heart broken into pieces.


You swallow me then spit me out.