I need a pep talk.
So, taking a deep breath, here I go.
I need a pep talk.
So, taking a deep breath, here I go.
P.S : I decided to write in Bahasa since I think I won’t be able to retell the story in a good way in English. Also, because this post is more suitable for Indonesian readers. And also, because I’ll feature some swear words in Bahasa. Some really, really rude ones. You’re welcome.
…oke, itu awkward banget. Saya udah nggak tau lagi caranya nulis pake Bahasa Indonesia yang bener. Mungkin gara-gara itu juga frekuensi nulis saya udah berkurang pake banget… Continue reading
“If there is one thing you can get granted this year, what would that be?”
The little child stared at her father for a good two seconds, then smiled. “I wouldn’t want one thing!” she squealed, “I want everything!”
The father patted his daughter’s head, then laughed. “But I can’t have all of them granted. Pick one, pick one.”
The child tilted her head and pouted, like she always does when she’s contemplating. It may be one of the hardest decisions she ever has to make as a six year old. What would she want if she could only have one? Continue reading
Reader 1 (who is, yeah, back) : “Man… are you turning this blog into some sort of Br*ght S*de or something? Or are you trying to be that *n The Sp*t girl?”
Me : “If you don’t stop talking references, I’m gonna block you ASAP.”
Reader 1 : “Well…”
Reader 1 : “…”
Reader 1 : “You… kinda tried, remember?”
Me : “… shit.”
But no. I’m not Br*ght S*ide-ing this blog. Not in a million years.
Ini adalah pertama kalinya aku menulis lagi setelah bertahun-tahun. Malam sudah larut, dan walaupun jendela kamarku tertutup rapat, aku bisa merasakan embusan angin–merambat pelan, tetapi mencekik. Tidak nampak, tetapi membunuh.
(WARNING : This post might contain some inappropriate choices of words, regardless of how hard I’ve been trying not to swear lately. I just… can’t for this one. Oh, and also, this would sound so much like a teenager whining, but I am a teenager whining, so please excuse me).
Howdy! So, uh, um… I’m coming back. Grave wasn’t really my place, I guess. Sorry for the late realization. Should’ve tried to notify you all about this earlier, but meh, too much happened…
…in grave. Or should I say, high school.
Okay, so let me begin with this one : I just recently graduated from high school. Like, yesterday. I scrolled through my Instagram timeline today and saw lots of pictures–never ending, all with the same tone–my friends posted. About yesterday, about months ago when we took our very yearbook pictures, about these three years we spent they called beautiful.
I read everything they wrote.
Howdy! Long time no see!
… or not. Okay, I know I just posted something like… three days ago, but when I said ‘long time no see’ I really mean long time no greet(?) without any formal intentions to post something–uh, see, I think I’ve lost all my English abilities after not showing up in forever, but oh well…
So, I was looking through my old posts and came across this particular post, in which I kinda wrote 200… facts–uh, more like… pop things–about me.
Okay, lies. I actually have been searching for it and reading it all over again like a thousand times in this past 3 months but that sounds like what a maniac would do so yeah. Anyway, it was freaking weird and super awkward but don’t get me wrong, I WOULD LIKE TO THANK WHOEVER REQUESTED THAT SHIT TO ME BECAUSE I FREAKING LOVE IT.
Like, yeah, I know, some of the ‘facts’ are super cringy (and hey, I just knew that cringy is not a word apparently??) but it’s always fun to see how you used to see yourself and how you used to describe the fucking mess you were. Like nearly three-fourth of the ‘facts’ I listed down aren’t even facts anymore, because it’s freaking pop culture and I totally know that, and that’s exactly the point!
Years ago when I wrote that post, I didn’t realize it, but now I do. And I wanna do it all over again because three years from now I would probably have nothing to do and my life would probably be another boring piece of crap so I do think I have the responsibility to entertain my future self yeah thank me for that. Well, of course there is a possibility that my life would be lit as well, but I don’t wanna bet too much.
These facts I’m going to write are current facts about me–February 13, 2018, still alive. It would be different from the past facts I wrote, mainly because I’m going to skip the trivial facts like where I was born etc (it was on the other post) and I’m going to write in English. Why? Because
aku sudah lama tidak saya udah lama nggak saya nggak tahu gimana nulis biar nggak aneh Tuhan tahu kapan terakhir kali saya Tuhan mengerti OKAY NOW YOU SEE THE POINT. SUPER CRINGE. I haven’t been writing in Indonesian for God-knows-how-long, so yea.
Nobody requested me to write these facts. Heck, nobody even checks my blog anymore, so I’m purely writing this for myself, and if by chance you think this might entertain you as well, then go ahead and read it, though I don’t promise you much and I don’t know what I would actually write and WHY THE HECK IS MY INTRO 8 PARAGRAPHS LONG GODDAMN IT FIVE YEARS OF BLOGGING AND I STILL DON’T KNOW HOW TO WRITE EFFECTIVELY WTF
Okay, calm down. Let’s just… end this chitchat.
Without further swearing, here they are, facts about me! *thunder claps* *okay my blog is too deserted for that*
OKAY THAT’S IT I CAN’T FIND MORE FACTS BECAUSE I’M NOT INTERESTING LIKE THAT
SO IT’S OFFICIAL THAT MY INTRO IS LONGER THAN THE ACTUAL POST BUT IT’S OKAY I TRIED. I haven’t written crap like this in forever so I’m not blaming myself (wait, what). I can’t write any more, so I guess I’m gonna end this random post here. See ya in different occasions!