Aren't you sick of me yet?

I would never never want to be God. Never. It has never crossed my mind to ever want to be God. There is something so unappealing about having, literally, the world in the palm of your hands. You become constricted, restricted, repressed, depressed, and yet you have all the power in the universe to do anything you want, and you can't. You're not allowed. By whom? I'll tell you by whom. By YOU . Yes, you. You, who's reading this right now. You are restricting God, right now, as we speak (or as you read, rather. perfect instances don't occur in this little space of mine). You give God a picture. He is a bright light. He is a handsome Nazarean with brown hair and blue eyes with a halo around his head. He is a fat bald man who knows the secrets to the world. He is a being with multiple arms. He is the Creator. He is the Destroyer. He is the Giver. He is the Taker. And hence, He must look like this , or this , or this . Are you being serious? He has to be forgiving. He h...

You Are Edward From "Edward Scissorhands." You are very shy and often misunderstood. Innocent, sweet, and artistic, you like to pass your days by daydreaming and expressing yourself through the arts. You are a truly unique individual. Unfortunately, you are quite lonely, and few people truly understand you. Take The Johnny Depp Quiz!

Yes. As can be read above, assuming you are able to read, I would like to apologize deeply for something I did not do and a design not of my own choosing. My education provider has decided to give me 7 ( SEVEN....YES SEVEN DAMMIT! ) exams over the course of two weeks. Therefore, I must regrettably disregard your calls for me to update the blog, because I just can't. Not now. Not yet. I'm to damn busy. I'll be returning to Jakarta (oh yeah!) on the 30th of our 11th month. Contact me then if you still think I'm interesting enough to get to know. PS: Wismilak gitu loch.

Do you know that certain amount of time when you feel that your life is absolutely meaningless? When you feel as if everything is useless and that life hates you? And that you feel something better and more exciting should be happening to you right about now? Yes, now would be convenient? Have you ever? Ever ever ever? Ever? Yes? Yes. At this moment I feel that way. Well, okay maybe not at this moment. Because you know how it is when you can only write about the storm and remember minute details about it after the storm has passed, and not during the storm, due to the obvious fact that people don't generally write during the storm. They either hide from it, or run from it, during which you do not write at the same time. People who write and run from a storm at the same time don't normally live to tell the tale. Of course the "storm" at hand is not a real storm. It is the absence of social contact, and also the utter depravity from an internet connection. I have leech...

He says: Cewe itu complicated banget deh. Kalo mau ngomong satu hal, diputeeer-puter dulu ke ujung sini ujung sana... ngga nyampe". Gue ampe pusing mikirin ini orang mau ngomong apa. She says: Cowo tuh goblok banget sih. Masa ngga ngerti" juga udah dikasih hint ini hint itu. Masa dia masih ngga tau juga sih mau gue apa? Udah jelas banget gitu loh hint" gue. Bego banget sih! He says: Hari ini dia bilang dia ngga jealous. Tau" besok gue digampar, katanya gue deket" sama cewe itu, padahal udah jelas dia ngga suka. Hello? Kapan loe bilang loe ngga suka gue deket" sama itu cewe? Dan kapan juga gue deket" sama itu cewe?! Rese! She says: Heran deh gue. Dia ngga tau diri banget sih! Udah jelas" gue ngga suka dia deket" sama itu cewe. Udah jelas gue ngasih" tampang ganas kalo itu cewe udah nongol. Udah jelas gue sarkastik dengan bilang gue ngga jealous. Bego banget sih! Masa gitu aja ngga ngerti. He says: Apa sih artinya?? " I need space. G...

I found out she was ill around the end of last year. They wouldn't tell me because they were afraid I would be worried and it would affect my daily life, especially because I am far away. They needn't. I knew she was in good hands. It was breast cancer. And then for awhile, it wasn't. And then it was again. She had such a strong will to live. She wanted to get better. She wanted to be able to stand up again and do the things she normally did. She couldn't for awhile, and then she could. And then she couldn't anymore. I got back and took care of her, and saw her well. I left, and she was fine. And yesterday, she wasn't. I received an urgent call telling me I should call home. She was hanging by a thread. She was in a coma, and hope was thin. I phoned her. I knew she could hear me. I sang to her. It worked for awhile. I burned my incense for her. I told Him take her away now, or let her live happily until she's 100. Give me a good reason to cry. He answered me...

I won't say anything 'cause I don't mean it Won't make a promise 'cause I won't keep it Believe me now, I'd only lie to you Well I've said that thought a thousand times I believe in something that I can't find So believe me now, I'd only lie to you Now won't you say something Please say something And believe me now, I'd only lie to you I spend my time collecting all these scars And I know I'm lying by the truth that's in your charm I hope down inside, I can't be what I'm not Well I've said that thought a thousand times I believe in something that I can't find So believe me now, I'd only lie to you Now won't you say something Please say something And believe me now, I'd only lie to you Now won't you say something Please say something And believe me now, I'd only lie to you Haven - Say Something Haven't you noticed? Saya benci keteraturan.