December 2010
pazcual asked: hey mate. this message is for wishing you a happy new year 2011. that this new year that is about to begin starts with the right foot, that all the good things you want becomes real and you keep improving as a person. keep it up, always.
cheers mate.
P-
cheers mate.
P-
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do, is the...”
– Paulo Coelho (via imthedamselindistress)
“Somehow, i lost my appetite .”
December 29th
So i’m eating my breakfast like usually, the same menu like yesterday, instant noodle, oh my God, why i’m not creative in cooking my breakfast ? Maybe tomorrow i want to cook anything else. I have no idea. Tonight schedule, find a recipe for a good breakfast ! Today i’ll go to library, just hang out or find another good book. I’m listening to a classical music...
Sepak Bola
Laki-laki yang saya panggil Ayah itu, bernama Arief Boediarto. Seperti banyak laki-laki, menurut saya laki-laki itu suka main bola, (walaupun tidak semuanya), suka sepak bola. Tetapi Ayah saya tidak, tidak ada minat sekalipun, itu ada piala dunia, atau piala lainnya atau olimpiade, beliau tidak pernah tertarik. Lalu suatu hari saya pernah bertanya mengapa tidak tertarik dengan sepak bola,...
Food!! Food!! Food!! Made in Indonesia
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“ooh bgcu
hahaha
bahasanya ayah banget
:)”
– Arina Shabrina (via cantooth)
“Saya ga suka pertemanan yang nge-gap. Makanya saya temenin semuanya. Tapi, itu...”
– Teh Tika. dan saya merasakannya juga teh. (via vinividivici)
Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road ?
Plato: For the greater good.
Aristotle: To fulfill its nature on the other side.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
Saddam Hussein: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Mishima: For the beauty of it. The chicken's extension of its sinuous legs sent shivers of a dark despair into the souls not only of the silently watching hens but also the roosters, who felt a sudden sexual desire for their exquisite comrade. The dark courage of the chicken was as beautiful as drops of dew upon jade at midnight, struck by a partial moon, its light filtered through clouds. One of the deeply aroused roosters could stand the intensity of the moment no more and bit off the head of the beautiful, courageous chicken-hero, whose wine blood was deliciously drunken by the road, and he died.
Camus: The chicken's mother had just died. But this did not really upset him, as any number of witnesses can attest. In fact, he crossed just because the sun got in his eyes.
Martin Luther King: I have a dream that one day chickens can cross the damn road without their motives being questioned.
“Stars have their periods. If we meet again in 2500 million years, will we...”
– Lee Shin in Princess Hours (via monstercilik)
Moly
Moly is my dog, one of my host family pet. Nowadays i realized that i have never seen Moly. I didn’t see her in my bathroom, i didn’t see her in her blanket. And today, i asked my mom, Connie about Moly and she said, ” Moly is dead”
I’m so sad about that, Moly is a cute dog. She got collapse couple weeks ago and mom just brought her to the vet, and she died.
December 28th
I don’t know why, maybe i’m too hyperbolic, so last night i joined one community, it was about literature community, books and thoughts, so other friends put me in that community. I like that community but somehow, i’m feeling disturbing a lot until now. I have no idea why i have to feel so uneasy like this. Maybe because the discussion theme is more difficult to understand for...
please don't follow me or beg me to follow you...