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YOUR LOSS..!!

2012-01-11T21:30:00.012+07:00

Time has past. I never knew it would fly that fast. So many things have changed, including people I love. Many scars have been made, many tears have been shed, many laughs have been heard, and many smiles have been shown. Did you change? Did you change a bit?

People change, people grow, and people make mistakes. I heard that very often. Mostly as an excuse for something bad someone has done.

But does that really happen? Do people really change? Who knows?

Tick-tock.

The clock keeps ticking. We've wasted too much time, just to breathe. Everything changes, that's what people say. Everything gets better, that's what people want.

It still feels like yesterday when I and my friends were talking about robots, games, and cartoons on TV. Now all I hear, they all talk about relationship, love, betrayal, another love, and some broken hearts. So weird.

Yesterday, all we thought about were our plans for the weekend, what we would do, how to have some fun, we made fun of people, we laughed at someone weird. Now, all we think about is how to get our jobs done, how to make us proud of ourselves, what we want to achieve, and how to achieve our goals. Really weird.

Yes, we grow up. Fast.

So I lost my Olympus E-410 DSLR camera a couple of days ago. Bad day, huh. Haven't had enough sleep since. You know, I can't stop thinking about how stupid I am. How could someone like me, lost something that is so precious, something expensive and so memorable.

I am not a photographer, not at all. But this camera had been my best friend since I was in highschool. This camera had helped me to find a path in life, also helped me realize that no matter how bad you are at something, as long as you enjoy what you do, you are great.

I lost this camera due to my own stupidity on the 8th of Jan 2012. One of some precious things I have ever lost. :(

You know, when you lose something you really love, your mind will recall all the memories that you have of you and that thing.

Losing that precious thing made me come to a realization:

No matter how precious someone or something is to you, if you don't really take care of them, you'll lose them. Forever.

And please, trust me. It really hurts.

It's not the loss that really hurts you the most. What really hurts is the feeling that you get when you finally realize that you are actually the stupidest person in the world because you have lost something/someone that is really special.

You'll look for someone to blame, but in the end, you'll get stuck and you have to accept the fact that you have no one to blame, but yourself.

Taken with Olympus E-410.

YOU ARE BETTER THAN THEM..!!

2011-11-01T23:22:00.010+07:00

Back in highschool, people kept telling me that people would be good to me someday. They kept telling me that everything would get better.

I don't think so.

What I believe, people are not going to change. They do not change, never. Once they bully you, they will bully you forever. Nothing can change the fact that you are bullied. Nothing can change the fact that they are bullies. Nothing can change the pain you feel when they laugh at you, when they mock you, when they try to make you think that you are just an unimportant thing in this world.

They will not change, but you will. The way you look at them and they way you look at yourself will change. You will appreciate yourself more than you do now. And at that moment, you won't care what people say or do anymore, because you are you, and you will realize that being yourself is the best thing in this world.

I've come to the moment where I don't really give a damn to what my bullies say and do, you know. Just because I know they are not worth my attention at all anymore. I am invulnerable because I've had enough, back in highschool. Nothing worse than highschool.

They can say bad things about me, I don't care. They do not know me, they don't deserve my attention. They don't deserve my anything. I don't even want to know them anyway. Life is too short to take what bad people give, I might as well focus more on people who truly love me, eventhough they know all about me.

When I look at my bullies, I don't see any better thing in them than in myself. I am not saying that I am perfect, and I am not saying that I am the best. But at least I am not a bully. I don't hurt people, I don't make anyone sad or cry because of my words or my behavior. Just another proof that I am better than them.

So,

FUCK OFF

I mean, who are they anyway?

Friends? No, they are not.

Family members? No they are not.

Important people? No they are not.

People who are likely to be my boss in the future? No they are not.

People who are likely to be important to me in the future? No they are not.

Even if someday I were the poorest person in the world, I would never beg them for a single lunch anyway.

So why bother?

Remember, they are nothing but bullies. Keep being yourself and keep doing what you love to do, because someday in the future, after you go trough all that, you know, you'll know you're better than them and you'll be proud of yourself.

HELLO..!!

2011-10-24T20:57:00.002+07:00

SHORT HIATUS DUE TO SOME CRAZY COLLEGE THINGIES.

I WILL COME BACK WITH SOMETHING AMAZING VERY VERY VERY SOON!!

WAIT!

DON'T WE ALL WANT TO BE RICH..??

2011-04-17T13:17:00.008+07:00

were window shopping in one of the biggest shopping Mals in Jakarta when I found this super cool two layers hoodie. Yes, I fell in love with it at the first sight. I stepped closer, touched it, and checked the price tag.

Oh well.

Rp.1,5 Million.

I took a deep breath. And went away. For some people, it’s probably not that expensive, but for me, well, I just think that I might as well spend that amount of money on another things.

Don’t we all want to be rich? Don’t we all want to have a big amount of money? Don’t we all think that money is our king? Don’t we all want to be able to buy every thing we want?

Nowadays, a person without money is a person without world. We all fight, kill, hurt others for one thing: Money. Money.

Look at rich people. Look what they do. Look how they live their lives. They don't seem to have to save their money to buy things they want.

My family is okay, I could probably say that we're in the middle class. I come from a fine family, and I appreciate my life. Really. But I admit that I sometimes envy rich people's lives. Eventhough I know that envy won't make my life any better.

Have ever felt that way? Felt so lost, felt so weak, so small, so insecure, so vulnerable, just because you don't have money?

I were discussing this with my friends then I came up with a big question:

Is it true that people would be willing to give up their dreams to be rich? Is it true that people would sacrifice their happiness for money? Is it true that we're all enslaved by one "simple" thing, called "MONEY"?

Then I happened to ask my friends yesterday, which one they would prefer, having their dream job that they wouldn't get much money from or having a job they don't wanna have but it can make they rich?

Then I got shocked when 3 out of 4 friends of mine would prefer having a job they don't wanna have, as long as that job could make them rich.

Well, I personally agree with them.

Eventough I have to do things I don't like, as long as I could cope with it, and I can get lots of money from it, I would do that. Then when I'm already rich, I could do anything I want. Right? I can do things I like to do.

But anyway, my friends' answers just strengthen my opinion on how people nowadays would sacrifice their dreams and happiness for money.

Isn't it weird to realize how vulnerable we are? How weak we are? And isn't it crazy to know what money could do to us? How money could screw up our entire lives?

How many people out there would leave their family, work far far away from their beloved ones, just to get bigger salary? How many people out there would choose to do bad things to be able to fulfill their family members' needs? How many people out there try so hard to be able to get money, in order to survive? And how many people out there would work their ass off, work like a dog, like a horse, like an animal, to get money?

We are all losing. Losing. And money are winning.

When we look in the mirror, are we proud? Look around, check all our belongings, do we have enough already? Do we think that we have enough? Enough? Or do we want more? Do we still want to buy those cool gadget, that amazing hoodie, those branded sneakers, and that stupidly perfect sport-car?

I never have enough. I never have. I always want more. More and more. Now I have this, but I still want that. It never stops, oh well, it never does.

Or maybe it's not about money, it's about me, about you, about us, that never gets enough. That always wants more, demanding things that we haven't had yet. Jealous of what your friends' have?

Maybe money isn't that powerful, but our desire is?

Do we really have to start counting how much time we have left to be happy, than counting how much money we have left in our wallet?

Those who say money can't buy happiness just don't know how to spend (or waste) their money.

If you dare to say money can't buy you happiness, okay then, give me your money, that would give me happiness, I could buy things I've been wanting for years. Nothing to lose, no? You would still be happy without it anyway, right? What?

*wink wink*

NOBODY WANTS TO BE FAT..!!

2011-03-22T16:16:00.015+07:00

As much as I love to eat and as much as I know how delicious fattening foods are, I have this extreme concern about my weight. Body weight scale has been my frenemy since I can't even remember when. If it shows that I lose weight, it's my friend. But when it shows that I gain some weight, well, I always feel like I'm betrayed and I just want to throw it away.

I came from a family where all of the members are not skinny (I chose not to use 'FAT' word). Moreover, I have a mom who loves to choke me with foods, no wonder I was once 105 kgs (230 lbs).

Yes, I were fat.

My followers on twitter must have been really sick of my complaints about my weight. I always want too be skinner, and skinnier.

The thing is, I was once 105kgs. I know how it feels to be fat. I know how hurt it does when people call you with some label, instead of calling you with your name. People looked at me as if i were a gorilla, and it did hurt.

The fact that I have lost more than 20kgs makes me don't wanna fall to the same hole ever again. I don't wanna be fat ever again. Guess what, most of my friends are on diet, they always think that they're fat.

Seeing so many people so friggin desperate about their weight, I came to a conclution that NOBODY in this world wants to be fat. Nobody.

Those super skinny people might want to put on some weight, but they surely do NOT wanna be fat. Why? Why people don't wanna be fat? Why are people so afraid of being fat? Does by being fat make you look ugly? Does by being skinny make you good looking? Would people prefer to be super skinny than to be overweight? Do people treat fat people differently?

Is it just us? Are we afraid of being ugly because we are fat? Are we afraid of being fat because people treat fat people badly?

Or is it them?

Do people out there really think fat people ugly and skiny people are better looking? Would they really choose skiny people over fat people? Would they appreciate us more if we're not fat?

So many questions? Oh well...

What I don't understand the most is those who use 'healthy life' as an excuse for 'not wanting to be fat'.

A : "Are you on diet? You only eat once a day, and all you have is salad.."

B : "What? Diet? Ah, no, I'm just living a healthy life!"

A : "Oh, okay. Just asking, do you want to be a little fat but healthy?"

B : "Hell no!"

A : "..."

Or they use 'happiness and enjoy life to the max' alibi...

A : "I don't fuckin care, I eat anything I want to eat! I only live my life once, I want to enjoy my life to the max. And by eating, I enjoy my life."

B : "Ohh... Okay."

*2 weeks later*

A : "Ohhh!!! FUCK I AM SO FAT! Ohhh... What to do!!!"

Speaking of enjoying my life to the max, I personally think that by eating anything I want doesn't mean that I enjoy my life. If I eat anything I want, then I get fatter, well, I wouldn't be able to enjoy my life anyway, no?

To strengthen my opinion that nobody wants to be fat, I ask a few friends of mine who are now struggling with their body weight.

A : 74kgs/169cm

B : 48kgs/163cm

C : *undetected*

D : 65kgs/168

1) Do you think you are fat?

A : *nod with a depressed facial expression*

B : *nod with a depressed facial expression*

C : *nod with a forced smile*

D : Yes

2) Why you don't wanna be fat?

A : Because it's hard to find clothes that fit me.

B : Because fat is not beautiful.

C : Because I think that I would be prettier if I were slimmer.

D : No good clothes for fat people.

3) So you guys think that if you are fat, then you are not good looking?

A : Not always. But... Well, it's not about beautiful or not, it's more of whether I'm comfortable with my own body or not!

B : No! Unsophisticated.

C : Yes!

D : Yes?? Hahaha..

Well, the conclusion of this post is... Well, actually no conclusion. Us, fat people just want to be treated the same way as those "non-fat" people are treated. We want to be taken seriously. We want to know how it feels to be good-looking eventhough we are not skinny.

Us, fat people are sick of being mocked because we are fat. We are sick of getting laughed by people we don't even know. We are tired of being rejected just because how we look like. We want people to know that it hurts not to be able to wear clothes or a pair of jeans that we like, because they don't have our size. We don't want people to call us, "Dud", or "Ndud" or whatever they call us with.

We want people to throw away the stereotype that says fat people are ugly and skinny people are better.

And why do people find it so hard to realize that fat people also have feelings?

p/s : you guys know Isabelle Caro and Crystal Renn? CLick the pics below to know who they are.

REALIZE..!!

2011-03-13T14:01:00.004+07:00

hey say those who stick with you are your bestfriends. They say bestfriends never leave you alone, never forget you, and never ever think that you're less than a complete good friend. Well honestly, I don't know where to start. I have lots of stories and things going on in my mind, lots of problems and lots of shitty dramas in my life. And I started to think that I've had enough already. I just don't wanna play around anymore. Reality slapped me. I am turning 20 pretty soon and I just can't be stuck being a teenager that lives my life in Gossip Girl world or in the world of any other lame and full of shitty bitches drama series.

I understand that I should've realized since a really long time ago that backstabbing and betrayal were just some little parts of all human life. Being betrayed, left, forgotten, backstabbed, or even hurt, is normal. What I don't understand is that how I could be so stupid all these time, playing with people whom I thought were my bestfriends.

I also realized that when people don't respect you anymore, you shouldn't be with them any longer. You should just leave them and grow up. Grow up to be a better person, better than them. Otherwise, you will just as stupid as them, stuck being bad people and never grow up.

As much as I trust those people and as much as I love them, now they don't mean anything to me anymore. I had fun with them, I really did. When I was with them, it felt, you know, just happy. But happiness isn't really the only thing that we seek in friendship, right?

I mean, how could I be happy if in the end, truth tells me that those who play nice in front of me, actually laugh at me behind my back?

It's true, what hurts the most was ever being so close. In some cases, forgetting someone is way more painful than being forgotten. In some cases, leaving someone is way harder than being left. In some cases, knowing that u're fooled is way more heart-breaking than knowing the truth itself. And in some cases, having a true friend is better than having a best friend.

I know this isn't easy. But I think I have to do it. For my life. For a better life. For a better me. Well, they can still be happy with, or without me anyway.

"The worst feeling isn't being lonely. It's being forgotten by someone you would never forget."

- Unknown -

THE SCRIPT..!!

2011-01-27T21:22:00.015+07:00

believe in fate. I believe that everything has been planned before I was born. I believe that I am now living a story that has been written. I believe that I am an actor of a long and absorbing play, titled "LIFE". I believe in yesterday, I believe in present, and I believe in tomorrow.

I believe that every decision that I made in my life was the best for me.

Let me start with an experience of mine.

When I was still in elementary, I had this dream school. So I wanted to attend that school after I graduated. I wanted it so badly, I begged my mom to allow me to attend that school. But due to a couple of things, I finally didn't attend that school and attended another school instead (daym, right!).

But guess what, now I am wondering. What if I finally attended my dream school? Maybe everything would be so much different. Maybe I wouldn't have met my bestfriends. Maybe my bestfriends wouldn't have been my bestfriends! Maybe I wouldn't have met my teachers, I wouldn't have met amazing people, and maybe my life wouldn't have been as amazing as the life that I'm having now. Maybe I would have been a different person, with a different personality, with a different everything.

And the biggest, maybe I wouldn't have been as happy as I am now.

But living my life now, after deciding everything, I always think that, maybe I am meant to live my life this way. I am meant to do things I like and things that I don't like to do. Like everything has been planned, there's already a script and I'm just living the script.

Have you ever thought that way? So you could just easily choose one over many options, not being afraid if the option you choose is the wrong one, because you believe in fate? So all you've gotta do is just enjoy and live your life?

Then I realized. Most of us take a really long time to make one simple decision, don't we? Why? Well, I personally think that I, myself, are afraid to make the wrong decision, because I am afraid my life wouldn't go as I want it to be. Honest speaking.

This is the answer to all my friend's questions about why I take a really long time to make a single decision.

We can avoid things we don't want to happen to our life, but don't you think if they are meant to happen, they will happen anyway, no matter what?

Maybe all we've gotta do is just sit down, take time to realize what we've got, instead of pacing back & forth, asking what we haven't got, because everything happens if it's really meant to happen. Right?
And also the opposite.

Everything has been planned, good and bad. And the bad thing happens for a reason. And maybe it's the best for us to see them positively. And let's just live every second of my life with enjoyment. Well I am not a good person myself (D'uh, absolutely!), but I've been told by many people that there are good things behind every bad things, and we have to be grateful for the good things, instead of whining about the bad things.

Oh well, I find myself really hard to do it sometimes.

UNIQUE (NOT)..!!

2011-01-10T21:21:00.006+07:00

often have a different point of view from most people. I also often think differently. When people think this way, I often think that way. But I never do that in a bid to be different from anyone else. I do not do that just to get attention and act like I am special because I am different. I mean, why would I anyway?

I know someone who tries sooooo hard to be different. Acts differently, tells stupid lies, living in his own drama, in the hope of being unique and get people's attention. I don't mean to be rude, but in my eyes, his efforts are pointless. It appears to me like he wants to be unique so bad. What really sad about him is that people are now laughing at him because of what he's done to make him unique. He is so wrong, as wrong as wearing Lady Gaga's weird costume in the middle of a public swimming pool. (Okay, that is super irrelevant, I know. But still, you know what I mean, rite!)

I admit that I used to force myself to be unique. But it was so many years ago, it was when I was still in elementary school, okay. Not anymore now, not when I am already 19.

I believe that every single person in this world is unique. We have something that is different from anyone else, besides fingerprints, of course. I mean, something else, something within us. And that is our original personality. We don't have to try so hard to make people think that we are unique, because we already are.

The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else, which makes you unique.

~ Walt Disney ~

Nature never repeats herself, and the possibilities of one human soul will never be found in another.

~ Elizabeth Cady Stanton ~

Many people might get offended by reading this post. If you (yes, you) do, don't get it wrong, I am writing this not to attack you virtually, but I just want you to stop making a fool out of yourself. I want you to realize that people are now laughing at you behind your back because of what you have done to be unique. I want you to know that being yourself is unique, being yourself is different, and being yourself is more amazing than being someone else.

Last sentence, Leave Lady Gaga alone!

AROUND US..!!

2010-12-30T10:18:00.004+07:00

This is my college project. I think this man is so inspiring and hey, why don't I share this on my blog?
So, I hope this man can inspire you as well as he has inspired me

Rasa Syukur Seorang Penjual Gorengan Keliling

Rastam merupakan seorang penjual gorengan asal Gresik berumur 70 tahun. Tanpa mengenal rasa lelah, ia menjinjing dagangannya keliling wilayah Pademangan, Jakarta Utara, setiap malam untuk membiayai kebutuhan keluarganya di kampung. Berkat kegigihannya tersebut, ia dapat membiayai pendidikan anak-anaknya hingga ke perguruan tinggi, bahkan salah satu anaknya kini menjadi seorang perawat di sebuah Rumah Sakit ternama di Jakarta.

Sebelum menjadi seorang penjual gorengan keliling, Rastam merupakan seorang petani di kampungnya, yaitu desa Syailendra, Gresik, Jawa Timur. Namun karena pesatnya laju pembangunan di Indonesia, bertani tidaklah lagi menjadi mata pencaharian yang menguntungkan, apalagi ia memiliki seorang istri dan empat orang anak yang harus dibiayai kebutuhannya. Maka, setelah sembilan bulan bertani dan tidak mendapatkan keuntungan sama sekali, ia beserta keluarganya memutuskan untuk merantau ke Jakarta, dengan harapan bisa mendapatkan peruntungan yang lebih baik daripada di desa.

Ternyata ia menyadari bahwa mencari nafkah di Jakarta ternyata tidaklah semudah yang ia pikirkan. Setelah mencoba beberapa pekerjaan, akhirnya ia pun memutuskan untuk menjadi seorang pedagang gorengan keliling. Hingga kini, ia sudah 15 tahun berjualan gorengan. Istrinya pun turut membantunya. Pagi-pagis ekali, istrinya sudah membelibaha-bahan untuk berjualan. Pada musim hujan, Rastam mulai menjinjing jualannya dan kompor minyak tanah keliling area perumahan sejak pukul 12 siang hingga pukul tujuh malam. Sedangkan pada musim panas, ia biasa berjualan hingga subuh. “Biasanya kalau musim hujan, cepat habis, cepat laku. Tapi kalau musim panas, jarang ada yang mau beli gorengan,” ujarnya.

Perkembangan zaman juga turut mempengaruhi penghasilan yang didapat oleh Rastam. Penghasilannya dari berjualan gorengan dulu lebih besar daripada sekarang karena bahan-bahan yang diperlukannya untuk berjualan kini lebih mahal. “Dulu zaman Pak Soeharto, penghasilan jauh lebih tinggi. Wah, kalau sekarang, minyak tanah aja sudah mahal sekali, Rp8.500,00 per liter.”

Dengan menjual gorengan Rp500,00,00 per buahnya, Rastam dapat membiayai kedua anaknya hingga perguruan tinggi. Ada rasa bangga dan bahagia yang terpancar dari tatapannya ketika ia menyatakan bahwa puteranya kini merupakan seorang marinir, sedangkan puterinya berhasil menjadi seorang perawat di sebuah Rumah Sakit terkemuka di Jakarta.

Walaupun penghasilnnya jauh di bawah taraf rata-rata, Rastam mengaku bahwa ia sudah sangat bersyukur dan tidak berniat untuk mengganti pekerjaannya lagi. Ia menyatakan kebahagiaannya karena walau hanya dengan berjualan gorengan, ia telah dapat menyekolahkan semua anak-anaknya dan dapat melihat anak-anaknya sukses.

Rastam, seorang penjual gorengan keliling, tiap hari menjinjing jualannya, tanpa mengenal lelah. Rastam telah menyadarkan kita bahwa masih ada banyak orang yang keadaannya jauh lebih memperihatinkan di bawah kita. Ia juga telah mengajari kita semua untuk terus bersyukur dengan kehidupan yang kita miliki saat ini.

PERFECT LIFE..!!

2010-12-03T14:19:00.010+07:00

ust so you know, I am 19. Freaking nineteen. I'm brave enough to admit that I am not mature enough and I might not be in the right position to keep saying, "I love my life and I appreciate my life." The thing is, how often I say those sentence in my life does make me kinda worried sometimes. What if I happen to stuck in a position in the future, when I really hate my life and condition? What if I happen to be in a situation, where I want to throw in the towel because I feel like I can't stand this life anymore? What if I happen to ever be disappointed with myself and my life?

I surely know that we can always hope, we can always pray, we can always wish, but we can't always get anything we want. There were times when I was really disappointed with myself, hated my life and really wanted to get out of this world. But I tried to accept my life as I realized that nobody in this world, has a perfect life. People I thought had a perfect life, actually don't really have a perfect life.

Oprah

Yes, I thought she had a perfect life. She was one of the richest people in the world, she was one of the most influential people, and it appeared to me that she was living a fantasy. I mean, what else could a person who is worth $2,7 Billion ask for more?

Until I found out that she came from a very poor family, she was raped by a cousin when she was nine years old, molested by her mother's friend, and also by her uncle.

Bill Gates

I was informed that he didn't actually finish his college. Some says he was expelled from his college, some says he actually dropped out. I don't know, but the point is, this man, whom didn't finish college, now is one of the richest people in the world.

And there are many other billionaire drop-outs. Check them out here.

J.K. Rowling

The author of Harry Potter serial is now living a glamorous life. Who doesn't know Harry Potter? Please! But what many people don't know is that her divorce gave her a really hard time. She was diagnosed with depression, and also contemplated suicide. She submitted her manuscript of Harry Potter to twelve publishers, but they rejected it.

Those 3 icons above are just a few proofs that even rich and successful people don't have a perfect life. Guess what, I even think my life is even better then theirs.

Maybe perfect life is all about giving and accepting. Accepting who we really are and who we want to be, also accepting our lives just the way they are. We don't need to change, we are not chameleon. People should accept us just the way we are. If they can't accept us, maybe it means they are not the right people we should be surrounded with.

And yes, life is also about giving. Giving ourself happiness. Indulge ourself after having so much pains. It's normal and I think that is how we appreciate and respect ourself. Because no one in this world can respect and indulge you perfectly as you want it, but yourself.

Love yourself, it's beautiful to be yourself. Because you're a firework.

Katy Perry - Firework

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in

Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own

You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road

Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through

Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em goin "Oh, oh, oh!"

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

Yes, you are a firework.

I found Katy Perry's firework is really inspiring, don't you think?

I believe that there's a spark inside of everyone of us. And I believe that every human is valuable just the way we are.

And if I, myself, a 19 year old immature boy can tell the world how much I love and appreciate my life, why can't you?

I'M A BIG FAT LIAR..!!

2010-11-14T00:43:00.011+07:00

It's 01:00 in the morning, and I have to wake up in 6 hours to get ready for Church, but something got into my mind, and I can't be bothered to blog about it. I hope I won't nod off in the middle of the mass. Amen to that.

One o'clock in the morning, I just want to say that, well, I hereby admit that I am such a BIG FAT LIAR. Yes, I am a liar. I've lied many times. I've lied to many people, including myself sometimes. I have lied, I lie, and I will keep lying.
I am a liar. We all are.

Lying has been my heinous habit since I can't even remember when. But, eventhough I am a professional liar, sometimes I do feel bad after doing that sin (yes, lying is a sin, remember? Just like watching porn, commiting suicide, assassination, shoplifting, or toddler raping). There is this feeling like, "Shit, why did I do that? Why did I lie? I should have just told the truth! Why? Why?" afterwards.

Yes, why?

Why do people lie? Why do people hide the truth and cover it with good beautiful lies? Why can't we just be honest about anything and face what we're supposed to face?

Just because I am an exquisite liar, I have some theories. Well, based on my experiences.

We lie because we want others to like us, we want others to love us. And by lying, telling them what they want to be told, we think they will like, or even love us. We lie because we are afraid that people we love won't accept us if we tell the truth, we are afraid not to be accepeted and loved. And on the other hand, sometimes, we lie because we just don't want to be hated. We are afraid that if we tell the truth, others will hate us. We already know in the first place that if they find out the truth, they will hate us as well, but we'd prefer lie and pray so that they won't find out the truth, than tell them the truth itself. Complicated and weird, yet true, right? Well there's no such thing as white lies. I don't believe in white lies.

Some of us lie because we have a huge ego. We lie simply because we want to be happy. We want to get what we can't get because reality sucks, so by making it up, we hope reality would change and get better. In fact, reality never gets better and reality sucks forever for those who thinks lie could make it better.

Secret, sometimes, can also be the root of all amazing lies, I meant, amazing bigger problems.

"This is why I hate secrets. Because they turn into lies, which are much worse.."

- Betty Suarez on Ugly Betty -

To hide something, we have to cover it with something else. And in this kind of situation, we all know that lie, surely has its power.

Like I've said it before, I am a liar. I've lied to many people, many times. Sometimes I feel bad after doing it, sometimes I don't. We all are Pinocchio. Well, I am just grateful my nose doesn't get a boner everytime I tell a lie. What distinguish us with that ugly little wooden toy is that he always realizes that something bad will surely happen everytime he tells a lie, he knows lying is not a good thing and he learns from it, while us, sometimes forget that. Sometimes I don't even realize that lying is a sin. I am sure you don't either. And no matter how much we know that lying is not a good thing, we keep on telling lies to people.

Every human being lies. I believe that. It is so sad you know, lying to people you love. It is so sad to be in a position where you have to lie. But we can't help ourselves. We can't stop telling lies. Because as long as we breathe, we will always lie.

And so through this post, I would like to apologize profusely to everybody, to strangers, my friends, my family, and lest I forget, myself, for being such a big fat ugly liar.

AN INCOMPLETE PUZZLE..!!

2010-11-02T18:18:00.005+07:00

Yesterday morning, I woke up with a weird feeling. The feeling of losing something in my life. The feeling of missing some pieces of an almost-completed puzzle. The feeling like I used to have something, but not anymore. The feeling like I have let my precious things go away just like that.

There are some people who has given big contributions into my life, they are the big pieces of my almost-completed life. I never expected that I would ever miss them. I never thought that I would ever realize that they are actually amazing people. And all this time, I never realized that I'd let them go away and yet kept letting another ones go away out of my life, one by one.

I have some people whom I never contact anymore. I don't have their facebooks, they have changed their phone numbers, I don't follow their twitter, totally lost them. And that morning, I felt so stupid for letting them disappear from my life. And now I want to try to contact them, I just don't know how.

I miss them, terribly. I want to see them again. I want to know what has changed after all this years. I want to know whether they already have kids, what their jobs are, how they look like now, and I even want to know whether they still remember me or not. I want to know whether they miss me like I miss them or not.

I want to know everything about them, but I don't know how. I have lost them.

Maybe it's right. People come and go. They come into our lives, scratch something in our memories, then just go. And all that is left, is just the regret for letting them go and the sad feeling for not being able to feel their existence in this world anymore.

And now I realize that there are some parts in our lives that we can't hold forever. There are some parts in our lives that we can't see forever. And there are some parts in our lives that we can't have forever. Because everything is gonna fade away. Soon. Soon enough until you realize that you have lost them.

When was the last time you contacted someone who is used to be your bestfriend when you were in elementary school?

I had this bestfriend in elementary school, named... Wait, I don't even remember his name anymore.

We were bestfriends. We went here and there together, laughed together, and we spent our childhood together. When we were in the 5th grade, he had to move to another city, so we had to split. And now I don't know where he is anymore. All he left was just the memories in my mind, and a small comic book that he gave me as the farewell present. I didn't even give him anything as the farewell present.

That's all. Our story ended right on the day he moved.

Maybe now we go to the same campus. Maybe we have ever bumped into each other in the street or mall, but we never realized. We don't realize, and I am afraid we will never ever realize.

And I also have this teacher when I were in the first grade of junior high. She was the first person who opened my eyes about my passion. She was the first person who told me that nobody should laugh at me because I am not stupid and I am valuable just like others. She was the first person who said that I am talented.

And when I were in the second grade, she resigned from school, and I never know where she went to. I've asked other teachers, none of them knows where she is now.

See, there are some parts in our lives that we will lose. People that we know now are going to leave us. They are going to disappear and live their own lives without us, without you, without me.

There will be some people whom you meet in the street, and you would go like, "'I'm sure I know that person, but I don't remember who."

And there will be some people whom you will come up to someday and you ask, "Hey, you still remember me?" And the answer is no.

Maybe all we have to do is to love people we have in our lives right now. People who are still saying hey to us, eventhough not everyday. People who still smile at us when we see each other. People who still care about us. And people we don't want to lose soon or forever.

Maybe all we have to do is to tell them that we love them and we don't want them to disappear from our lives forever.

Because we don't want to regret for being so stupid to lose them. Because we don't want to miss them terribly. Because we don't want to wake up in the morning, feeling like an incomplete puzzle.

AGAINST THE MAJORITY..!!

2010-09-25T23:17:00.012+07:00

As I grow old, I realize that humans are easily influenced by their surroundings. Most of them are even easily affected and provoked by others. How many of us have been provoked? How many of us realized that you have been influenced but you just let it happen? How many of us would embarrassingly admit that you just follow others opinion just because you are afraid to be alienated for being different?

Last night I had a dream. In my dream, I were set up by someone, so I had to do a bad thing. Then that bitch provoked everybody, including my bestfriends. Then everyone started to hate me and alienated me. They hated me not because they saw what I did or why I did that thing. They hated me because someone provoked them and because others hated me.

Yes. Realize it or not, admit it or not, I'm sure that many of us have been doing, agreed to do and following what people do just because we are afraid of being different. We don't wanna be against the majority, and we are afraid of being a part of minority. Face it.

Let's get some examples. Justin Bieber, a young controversial singer from Canada....

photo credit: www.popcrunch.com

Or I probably should use a better pic.....

As we all already know. Many people hate him. People think he's disgusting and he doesn't deserve to be a celebrity. People easily and ignorantly think he can't sing. His songs are so not "undisgusting" enough to be listened to.

And I've started to wonder.

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that eventhough we hate Justin Bieber, no matter how often we've insulted him on the internet, we just couldn't stop singing, "Owuowuowuooooo... baby baby baby ooohh.. like baby baby baby oooh... " in our head after "accidentally" hearing his song?
I would!

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that we got his song stuck in our head for I don't know, maybe like 1 hour after "accidentally" hearing his song?
I would!

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that we downloaded his song? Or even bought his album?
I would! Well, I downloaded some of his songs!

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that no matter how hard we've tried, we just can't be as popular as him? We just can't have Usher checking out our videos of us singing and playing guitar when we were 10 years old, on Youtube?
I would!

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that we can't have millions of girls (and some boys) all over the world to be our fans?
I would!

How many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that we can't make Katy Perry, Kim Kardashan, and Rihanna kissing our cheeks, just like he can?
I would!

I am NOT taking sides. And I am NOT a belieber (is that what Justin Bieber's fan called?). I just don't get people who dislike him and insult him and his songs in front of people, but actually can't stop singing his song.
And I totally don't get people who dislike him just because many people dislike him.
C'mon!

I think, you've gotta start hating something because YOU, yourself, hate it. Not because people hate it.
I think, you've gotta start loving something because YOU, yourself, love it. Not because people love it.

And not to forget, this kind of things also happen to Kangen Band, another so-called "alay" band from Indonesia...

Call them alay.
Say their songs are disgusting.
Say they can't make good songs.

When they sing their song, people probably would directly switch off the TV. But if another handsome and pretty singers sang their songs, people probably would go like, "OMG!! HE/SHE SINGS IT SO WELL!! THAT SONG GIVES ME GOOSEBUMPS!"
In fact, that pretty and handsome singers probably wouldn't sing better than Kangen Band.

Before even listening to their song, when someone tell them that it's Kangen Band's song, they would go like, "Euwhhh!!". Even before listening to the song.
Each and every one of people has the same exact reasons why they dislike this band. "They are alays. They are disgusting. They know nothing about music."
Does this mean that each and every one of people is influenced by one to another? Just because the majority says this band is disgusting, then everyone also thinks this band is disgusting.

I think this made people nowadays get even more objective in judging things. It's all "What other people think is what I think."

In the end, how many of us would embarrassingly admit (again) that we are "a little bit" jealous of them?
Weeeeeeeeeeelll... I wouldn't say I am jealous.. But... But.... But............. But....................................
Face it!

OPINION..!!

2010-09-07T17:25:00.011+07:00

I don't get people who force other people to agree with their opinions. I think everybody has a right to stand up for his own opinion, and he just doesn't need to agree with another thing that is against his opinion or even his principle.

Opinion for me, is like religion. Neither mine nor yours is wrong. And you don't need people to follow your religion/opinion. So take your 2 hours or more away from me if you just want me to agree with your opinion. Useless.

I know that as a great person, you've gotta stand up for your opinion, but why should you be an annoying and stubborn person, forcing people to agree with you and follow your opinion? Your opinions aren't always right, so are mine. So please stop!

On the other side, I also have a friend who always follows other's opinion. And changes it as well as other changes their opinion.

Photo credit to: www.wildherps.com

To my friend,
There you are.
Chameleon.
Changes its colour according to its environment.
To be INVISIBLE.

But you know what is the worst of all?
The one who is afraid of stating their own opinion.

Ciaaaaao!

THIS BLOG HAS BEEN UPDATED..!!

2010-08-26T21:14:00.009+07:00

Oh my bloggin world!

So sorry for not updating this blog for so long! Not because I was busy, I should admit (yea, tell me about that 2,5 months of holiday!!!!), but more because nothing interesting has occurred in my life lately. My life has been as boring as schooldays. I know if I wrote about how I spent my dully day daily on here, you wouldn't find it interesting and you wouldn't feel like reading it anyway, right?!

This post is gonna be a long post because I don't have any specific topic to talk about, so I'm just gonna blabber about some stuffs. Keep reading if you're willing to waste your time by reading this shit, but if you're not, well then, you know where the close button is.
Don't tell me I didn't warn you!

So, let me get you the big picture about what has been happening in my life lately. So what to start with?

My bestfriends are good. They are the bestfriends a human could ever have. They are always right behind me, in good and bad times, encouraging and supporting me always. I've been giving no shit to what people think or say bout me eversince I knew I'd always have my bestfriends. People can mock me or stab me, but please, not my bestfriends.
The thing is... Which bestfriends? Oops!

You might think what kind of bestfriends I have, wondering how amazing they are, or whether I'm just exaggerating. Well, let me tell you, I just think that real bestfriends will never leave you no matter what. I know I know I know, you probably have read those sentence for like 2.354.324 times in your life. But, it is true!
Or real bestfriends would never act like you are their bestfriend in front of your face then talk nasty things about you behind your back, right?
And this is the bomb: Real bestfriends accept you no matter who you are and what you are. They will always take you the way you trully are. They don't change you because they're not God. They don't forbid you, because they're not your parents. And they don't tell you how to live your life, because they're not YOU.

"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked."
Bernard Meltzer

OMG. Talking about this makes me feel like a labile teen. HAHA! But who cares, I am right, what I'm saying is all right. You will need a real bestfriend in this life, no matter how old you are, what you are, girl or boy, well, we all need bestfriends.

Another thing, I am now a senior in college! Second year! It still feels like yesterday I stepped my foot on my uni building for the first time! Wohooo!! Most classes in this semester are boring. The assignments get even harder and harder and harder, but I'm loving it. Many things has changed. Drastically. Like how I now think that living in dorm is much better than living in my house. Damn true.

Do you think that the more people you love means more pains you'll get? I do, I always do. I used to think (well, I can say I still do at times) that I'd better off living my life alone forever, just because I'm afraid that someday when I already find someone to share the rest of my life with, I'll get more pains. I am not afraid of the obstacles or anything that might occur in my life, but sometimes I feel like there's something inside of me that says, "I don't think you will be able to counter the pain."
I have been having this stupid, yet true thought and this thought has been terrorizing my life for a really long time. Let me share it with you. So we all have some people we love, right. Have you ever been afraid of losing them (whisper: die) oneday *knocking my wooden table*? I mean, you can't avoid it, right. It will happen oneday. It will. It definitely will. All you can do is just pray so that they could live as long as you want, right? Or you might hope you would die first before them.
This is why I always say my biggest fear is my own future. Just because I am afraid that I'll get more and more and more pains in the future. I'm not being a coward lah, I think I am being a real normal human. Just face it. Ask yourself! Feel it.

Reading this post, you might go like, "Wtf is wrong with this guy?". LOL. Right. People (especially my friends) have been telling me that I have been so "emo" these days. Well, I don't know why. If only I were a girl, I would have used "PMS" as an alibi. HAHA! The fact that I am NOT, then I'd just say, "Yea, I have been facing lots of problems these days I just can't tell you."

So I think, that's all! This blog has been updated for sure. Sorry because this is not an interesting post and you might have wasted like 20 or 30 minutes of your life by reading this stupid post. But I promise I'll make a better one soon! :)

Thank you!!!!!!

FEATURE..!!

2010-08-09T12:50:00.008+07:00

On this post, I'd like to introduce you to 5 amazing blogs of my friends'. Take a simple visit to their blogs, read, and bookmark! :)
Click the printscreen preview to visit their own world!!

1. Vin's Blog
Oh hell yea, I am welcoming back my forever partner-in-crime, Elvina Febriani to the blogging world! She is back! The bitch is back, people! I have always known that she would definitely come back to the blogging world.
Her world is coloured by intrigues, permanent thoughts, consistency, mockeries, slanders, decisiveness, inspirations, and lest we forget, bitchiness.
This uber-beautiful yet rocker girl is just another exquisite blogger, with amazing and astounding personality!
Without any further ado, here is her world preview and click to visit her world!

2. I am Dwaas.
A new-comer with huge imaginations and cornucopia of informations is definitely on his way! From gadget appraisal to movie review; from celebrities to childhood heroes, everything is studiously talked about on his blog.
You should really drop by his world!!

3. Every Day There is Always A Story
Clarisa Mutriafica, a college friend of mine, is a cheerful girl who has many fatuous stories of her life, and she definitely loves to share that stories with you on her blog! This garrulous girl does have many interesting and silly stories that will make you smile, or even laugh!
Beware, you might find my name on her blog, as I often do some silly stuffs with her!

4. Bittersweet Symphony
This just-graduated-from-saint-ursula-highschool-and-soon-to-be-a-college-girl has many interesting thoughts and experiences, such as her nervousness of facing college world and even her journey to her idol's concert. Her blog is so full of teenagers' stories, and she writes it all in a simple yet hilarious way. Visit this young girl's blog to feel like a teenager again!

5. My Black Old Box
She is a future interior designer with a great cooking skill! She is also a dog lover, and she has a dog named Bonit. She posts a lot of things about her dog, her foods, and also her interesting life stories. Nunu, as she would like to be called, is a nice girl with a great sense of humor!
If you're a dog lover, well, you gotta visit her blog, because she knows almost every single thing about that cute creature!

Okay, I think 5 are enough. I actually have uploaded some other previews, but I'm just gonna keep them first and show them to you guys later on "FEATURE 2..!!"
Your blog might be on it!
So, see ya!

p/s: let me know if u want me to introduce your blog to people on "FEATURE 2..!!"

FAKER SAYS WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT..!!

2010-07-23T23:01:00.003+07:00

YES, PEOPLE!!!!! SOMEONE IS IMPERSONATING ME BY CREATING A FAKE FB ACCOUNT AND USING MY NAME AND MY PICTURES.
Another faker!

Fakers, I know you are not good-looking, not even as good-looking as my butt, so you use my picture and my name.
PATHETIC. THIS IS WHAT I CALL WITH PATHETIC.

Fakers, you shall not be ashamed of your ugly face and unpopular name. Your mom and your dad have tried really hard to make you, why waste what you've got? Your face might be useful to make sad people laugh.

Fakers, FUCK YOU!!

***

READERS, PLEASE REPORT THIS ACCOUNT, I BEG YOU ALL!!

This is how:

1. CLICK THIS LINK: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001227609569&v=wall&ref=search

2. THEN CLICK REPORT/BLOCK THIS PERSON.
Under the "friends", above "share". Or just look at this pic below:

THEN...

3. CHECK (V) "REPORT THIS PERSON"

4. CHOOSE "FAKE PROFILE" ON "REASON".

5. CHOOSE "IMPERSONATING ME OR SOMEONE ELSE" ON "REPORT TYPE".

6. AND COPY THEN PASTE www.facebook.com/andreaswinfrey ON "IMPERSONATED PROFILE".

7. LASTLY, SIMPLY CLICK "SUMBIT".

Please, people, I beg you. Your help means so much to me.
God Bless!

10 TOP TEN THINGS I LOVE ABOUT ME..!!

2010-07-16T09:38:00.012+07:00

A couple days ago I watched a TV show, titled, "What I Hate About Me" on Style Network Channel, hosted by Lisa Arch. And I really think that show is an amazing show, an inspiring one, and that show is that kind of show that I would do anything it would take to be able to be on that show!

And so I am inspired to blog about "10 Things I LOVE About Me", instead of "10 Things I HATE About Me", I know.
This is a difficult post. I can tell you 30 things I hate about me easier than 10 things I love about myself.
But here they are:

1. I LOVE THAT I MANAGED TO LOSE ABOUT 25 KGS!!
Yez. 25 kgs! HAHA! Do not ask me how I could manage to lose 25 kgs, I don't even know myself! Serious, no lies! I was so fat, well, I still think I am fat and need to lose some more weight, but at least not as fat as I used to be lah.

2. I LOVE THAT I HAVE AMAZING BESTFRIENDS THAT ANYONE COULD EVER WANT TO HAVE!!
What to say more? My bestfriends are one of some reasons why I still wanna breathe. I know that they are not always be there whenever I need them (yes, if they were, my life would be so Hannah Montana), but well, they still give happiness in my life (eventho they are bitchy and devilish)!!
So, bestfriends, if you are reading this, I'd like to thank you for making my life bee-you-tee-full!

3. I LOVE THAT I HAVE A BLOG AND MY BLOG HAS REACHED UP TO 4.000 VISITORS!!!!
If i hadn't had a blog, I wouldn't have found out my passion in life. If I hadn't had a blog, I wouldn't have learned lots of lessons.
And the feeling of knowing that your blog is visited by many people and your writing is read by many people is sooooo amazing!! I know, compared to any other amazing blogs, my blog is nothing. But still!! More than 4.000 visitors, people!! Why can't I stop being so happy about this?
Thank you, readers. I appreciate it so much. You guys are the best!!!!!!!

4. I LOVE THAT I DON'T CARE IF I AM HATED AS LONG AS I AM RIGHT!!
People can judge me, that's so human. I don't even care. I am that kind of person who thinks that right is right and wrong is wrong. They may hate me, they may judge me, they may fling shits to my face, I'm too far gone to care, as long as I am on the right way and I am the right one. I will stick out doing what I do.
But this doesn't mean I always think that I am right. Ugh, I don't like that type of person as well!!

5. I LOVE THAT I SUCCESSFULLY WENT TROUGH ALL THE BULLIES THAT SAPPY PEOPLE PUSHED ON ME WHEN I WAS IN HIGHSCHOOL!!
Fuck them. HAHAHAHAHA!!
Enough talking bout this. Next!

6. I LOVE THAT I HAVE ALL THE THINGS THAT I NEED!!
I am so grateful to be born and be a part of my family. I might not come from a mega-rich family, I might not have 8 BMWs in my garage, but at least I have all the things that I need. I have clothes; I have cellphone, I have laptop, I have camera, I can eat healthy and good foods everyday, and the best of all, I have a superb family, yea, eventho we are not so close to each other.
Compared to people in need out there, I am truly and impeccably, grateful with all the things that I already have right now. I don't need to sing in the street to get a penny from people and I don't need to dig public dustbin to get my dinner.
I might still want this and that, but it never means that I don't appreciate what I already have. And I should really thank my family, especially my beloved parents for this all. :)

7. I LOVE THAT I WAS GIVEN A BIRTH FROM A SUPER WOMAN!!
My mother has been the toughest woman in the world ever since I knew who my mother was, and I am really proud of being her son. I know that I and her hardly ever have the same thoughts, and we have quarrels very very very often, and I sometimes think she is such a fuddyduddy, she sometimes thinks I am such an useless son. But, you know, I know that she loves me and she knows that I love her.

8. I LOVE THAT I HAVE A LOVING AND PERFECT GOD!!
Well, what can I say more? I love my God, and my God loves me. Perfecto!

9. I LOVE MY SELF!!
This one is kinda absurd, but you know what I mean. I love being me. I love every single thing of myself. I love having a great soul, having a great personality, having a perfect organs (complete fingers, one not-so-sharp nose, thin lips, etc), having lots of cool skills (including the professional nail-bitting skill), and any other beloved things of myself.
I know I am not perfect, I am weird, dumb, and stupid (SOMETIMES), but I just love myself. And I just can't thank enough!

10. I LOVE YOU!!
The last, yes! I love youuuu!! Youuu!! Youuuu!!!!!!! You, reader. I just, love you. I love you for reading this post, visiting this blog, increasing this blog's visitor number, and well, thank you for dropping comments (still thank you eventho u dont!).
And not to forget, thank also to all of this blog's haters. My life wouldn't have been as beautiful without you all.

So after telling you all 10 top ten things I love bout myself, I feel grateful and thankful for living this life and I feel like my life is really perfect. So, why don't you tell me 10 things (or even more than 10!) you love about yourself?
God Bless!

ME & TAXI DRIVERS..!!

2010-06-29T22:44:00.005+07:00

Yea, what's so interesting about my relationship with taxi drivers?
This is gonna be a short post.

Taking a taxi alone, for me, is the moment when I really have to come up with many ideas that I can possibly talk about with the driver, just in a bid to avoid awkward silence. You know, if you don't talk to the driver, you have to put up with the silence along the road, until you reach your destination, and I do dislike those ominous silence.

I take taxi pretty often and based on my experiences, I could assume that most of the taxi drivers that I've ever been in a taxi with were wise, had lots of experiences to share, and they somehow had good advices.

A few days ago, I took a taxi, and I met this driver, named Mur. He was the one who broke the ice for the first time. He asked my personal things, and I also asked him a couple of questions. Everything went boring, until he answered my question with this sentences:

"I was born in Aceh, grew up in Bali, then I moved to Tangerang, I met my wife in Bandung, and now here I am, working in Jakarta. I never know what God has planned for my life, but I know, I just have to keep on walking. Interesting, huh? Born in Aceh, grew up in Bali, but who would know I would finally find my love in Bandung?"

Great.

Mr. Mur's sentences left me wondering. After all this time, I have been so scared of my future, I have been so worried about what is next in my life. My biggest fear is my own future. And after decoding Mur's sentences, I realized that we never know where our lives will take us to. We could live today and probably die tomorrow. Everything has been planned. Everything has been planned. Everything has been planned. What's next is a secret, a journey, or a challenge that we have to enjoy. I might face lots of problems in life, but I always have to be sure that I will be able to go trough it all.

Maybe he is right, maybe all we've got to do is just keeping on walking, keeping on living our lives to the best, and enjoy every single dot of our lives.

SONY ERICSSON : WONDER GIRLS’ CONCERT IN JAKARTA..!!

2010-06-22T23:27:00.021+07:00

Yes, readers!! Guess what, I came to Wonder Girls’ concert in Jakarta!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

First off, I would like to tell you that I am actually not a fanatic fan, but I am crazy over some of Korean stars, such as SNSD, Super Junior, and of course, Wonder Girls!! So when I was informed that Sony Ericsson was going to present Wonder Girls’ concert in Jakarta, I was like, “WHAAAT!! IS THIS REAL?? SERIOUSLY???”

I never thought that they would come here, I didn’t even think that they know what “Jakarta” was. So I was so happy to know that they were seriously coming and going to have a concert here, in Jakarta, Indonesia.

And I would also like to thank Sonny Ericsson Corporation for enabling me to meet my idols! It was a great experience that I will never forget!!

Here are some pictures that I took. Sorry, they are not good, you know, I was in the middle of the mad crowd, it was so hard to take good pics of them, besides I was like super hysterical (believe me, it is difficult to scream and take good pics at the same time when you are hysterical). But here are my best:

BEFORE GETTING INTO THE HALL

So crowded.

I love making silly face

Crazy Crowds

INSIDE THE HALL

Everyone was getting excited!!!

These people were amazing. They didn't seem like getting tired of screaming and yelling at all, whilst me, got tired already!! Amazing!

THE SHOW BEGINS

So finally, after waiting for like more than an hour, and after going through all the tiredness and badmoodness (the schedule says it begins at 6, but it actually began at about 8), the show began.

Melanie Ricardo and Ikhsan Akbar were the hosts. And before Wonder Girls came on stage, Vidi Aldiano, Indonesian great young singer and S.H.E Band did great opening-performances.

AND HERE COMES THE WONDER GIRLS!!!

Yes, finally!

Again, sorry, I didn't get to take good pics of wonder girls. People in front of me were blocking my camera, like this:

Woooops!! I think this pic above is a good shot!

But anyways, here are the best shots:

Envy? ENVY? HAHA! I know.

They sang 6 songs, including their new single, "Two Different Tears" [if you haven't heard the song, check it out! It's so catchy!], a cover of "Don't Cha" from PussyCat Dolls, and of course, the song that had successfully made me idolize them, "Nobody But You".

I hope that was not the last from Sony Ericsson. I hope they will present SNSD and Super Junior as well!! I am 100% sure that the crowd would be even crazier and even more fantastical!! We want more of Korean stars to come to Indonesia!!!

Before I end this post, Sony Ericsson also promoted and launched their latest gadgets. And I would like you all to check out Sony Ericsson’s latest and greatest creations:

Sony Ericsson Vivaz
Video Credit goes to : PuntoCellulare

Sony Ericsson Vivaz pro
Video Credit goes to : PuntoCellulare

Sony Ericsson Xperia X10 Mini
Video Credit goes to : PuntoCellulare

Sony Ericsson X10
Video Credit goes to : PuntoCellulare

Sony Ericsson X10 mini pro

Video Credit goes to : SonyEricssonDev

OMG!! Those gadgets are amazing!!! Can someone get me at least one?

One?

ONE?

PLEASE?

SELF INTERVIEW : UNEMPATHETIC ME..!!

2010-05-12T20:03:00.024+07:00

Okay, guys! This post is just another unimportant and random post from me. I am going to interview myself, and act like I am just 2 different persons.

So, here it is:

Q: So, erm, okay, shall we start now?

A: What?! You know what, I'm getting nervous, to be honest, I'd rather us start next year.

Q: Sarcastic!

A: Hehe. You know me well.

Q: First question, when did you start blogging?

A: Seriously? What a cliche question! Taking journalism major in college, is that all you learned?

Q: I know, right! I was just beating about the bush.

A: Err... Okay, anyway, I started blogging in November 2007. But I wasn't really active in the beginning. Well, I should have said that I created this blog in November 2007, but really started blogging when I was in 11th grade, that was approximately 1,5 years ago.

Hey as a good interviewer, you should have checked it yourself!

Q: Why did you start blogging? What was the main reason?

A: This is a hard question. I seriously don't even know why! Well, I might say that I had a really hard times in highschool. When people bullied and mocked me, all I could do was just spit them all out on this blog. Besides that, I used to experience lots of stupid things, and I didn't know how and who to complain about it, and I had a blog, so I was thinking like, why wouldn't I just complain those stupid things on my blog? I mean people could read my complains, right? I know that it is just not right and pathetic, but, honestly, I was delighted everytime I found some responds to my complains and my life-stories.

Q: You love to quip and bitch-blog about people you hate also!

A: Oh I absolutely do! It feels just sooooo soooooo good, I tell you. I never mention the name. So most people might think that it was them I'm bitch-blogging about, it's so fun, really. But it feels even more amazing when people I actually bitch-blog about read the post about them and then react to it.

Q: Euwh. I am disgusted.

A: What! You are me, remember?

Q: You look like a nice guy.

A: I am! I am a nice guy! Ask anybody, they'll tell you I am a nice guy.

Q: Who is your biggest influence?

A: I'd say Xiaxue is my biggest influence. Man, she rocks. I admire her.

Q: How life has been treating you?

A: My life has been amazing. Well, I would say that my real life is not as amazing as I wish it was but, hey, I appreciate my life and I love my life. I do sometimes wish for some corrections in my life, like I wish I was skinny or I was I was gorgeous or I wish I was smart, or anything else, but everytime I think my life sucks, I try my best to remind myself that if this life was perfect, then there wouldn't be as fun anymore.

Q: Nice. Next question, what do you think you are good at? Tell me 5 things you are good at!

A: Damn! This is just another hard question! I hate you for asking me hard questions. What am I good at? Man, I dunno. HAHA! Well, erm... Dammid, it's hard. Haha. What am I good at? Man, I am actually good at nothing, I pretty much can't do anything!

Well, I might say, erm... I am good at making people feel bad. Hahahah! This is just not right. Yeah, I am good at it. But that's how I usually get what I want. HAHA.

Second, I've been told that I am good at being an evil, I mean they say I am good at hurting people's feeling with my words. Well, I personally don't think I am. I even think I suck at it. I mean, I am a good guy, right? I am.

I am good at looking innocent and stupid, this is natural, I seriously don't put so much effort to look stupid tho.

Oh! I also good at making people laugh. Let's just say I am a humorous kind of guy.

5 already?

Q: No, stupid! 4. One more.

A: Shit. Ermm.. Well people say I have a writing skill, which I don't think I do, but I still thank tho. Yey, that counts!

Q: Your blog used to have lots of haters.

A: Yea. I love them, I am not being sarcastic this time. I really love my haters. They have indirectly encouraged and motivated me to blog more. They have made me appreciate my life and love my life even more, and also made me realize that I have lots of bestfriends and best people around me who love me so much. They have helped me to find my passion in life, that is writing. The best thing, they have taught me to be a tough guy.

And oh lest we forget, they also have made this blog reach up to 4000 visitors!! Aren't they amazing?

To be honest, I kinda miss them. Really. Eventough this blog's visitor stastic keeps increasing, there are no mean comments like I used to get.

Q: How did you respond their hatreds on you?

A: Honestly, I was so sad. I mean, I didn't know who they were, they also didn't know anything about me. They were strangers. How could they judge me just like that?

My teacher once said, "People criticizes everything in this world, even dead people. So no need to think much bout what people think and say about you." She opened my eyes. Why would I care what people think and say about me. They can hate me, but I should keep going.

And I also learned lots of things from them, so, yeah.. Enough said.

Q: I know you have lots of embarrassing stories, could you tell me one?

A: This is a really bad idea.

Q: What is a really bad idea?

A: This idea, this idea of interviewing myself and forbidding myself to change the question that comes up on my mind.

Q: Answer!

A: Embarrassing story. My pants was torn on stage when I was 7 or 8 years old, and the audience laughed at me like a group of mad people, because they could obviously see my underwear. The best thing was I acted cool like nothing was happening to me. Wow. I am now proud of myself.

Q: Do you hate someone?

A: Of course I do. Some people.

Q: Wow. Gonna bitch-blog about them?

A: I still don't know yet. Nowadays, I kinda think that I'd rather waste my time on forcing myself to poo in a bid to get skinny than write about them on my blog. But when they have really got on my nerves, oh yes, sir, I surely will. Again, the main reason I blog about them is to indirectly make them think that I talk about them and realize that I dislike them.

Q: The best lesson you have ever learned?

A: Many. But the best of the best is from my mom. She always says, "Let people mock and hate you. Love them and give them your best smile, then prove them all wrong. That will slap them even more painful in the end. Show them that you are way better than them. And you get the last laugh."

See, I love my mom, huh? She is a sweet bomb, I am just like her.

Q: And who are your heroes?

A: If you ask this question to another guy, he might answer, "My parents" or "My brother" or something like that. But this is real. My heroes are Power Rangers, Doraemon (plus all of its crew), Sailor Moon, and myself!

Q: I am now representing people who have been meaning to ask you this question. You used to be 105 kgs, right?! How could you manage to lose your weight?

A: Yes, you are like the 147th person who asked me this question. It's not like I wanna keep it as a secret, but, I seriously don't know how could I lose my weight. I am not lying. It just lost like that.

Q: Okay.

A: Okay what? I know you are running out of questions. You just dunno what to ask anymore.

Q: Last question, what do you think you will be doing 5 years at this time in the future?

A: It's so blurry on my mind. But I am sure it is either I will be standing on the red carpet or will be enjoying my life in my own luxurious apartment. What? I have my right to dream, no?!

Q: That's it! Thank you so much for answering my questions!

A: Yea thank you for wasting my time! :)

p/s : if you have any question, do not hesitate yourself to ask me on formspring.

MY FUTURE EX-FRIEND..!!

2010-04-04T20:28:00.019+07:00

"Stay" is a charming word in a friend's vocabulary.

- LOUISA MAY ALCOTT -

Some of my readers asked me about a friend of mine whom I talk about on my previous post. Actually I don't wanna talk about this, but I've promised you guys, so, yeah, here it is.

Well what I think is bestfriends are not a bunch of people whom you can find easily, right? You have to go through lots of intrigues, backstabbings, fights, shouts, and lest we forget, laughs, happiness, love, and many other things together then you can say that you are bestfriends.

Bestfriends make your life even more complicated, yet amazing.

I personally find myself really really really hard to get along with new people and even make friends with new people..

OKAY HELL WITH THE PROLOG ABOVE, SKIP IT LAH!

I dunno whether it's them or it is me. I mean, I realize that I can't tie them and keep them in my pocket forever, but still, true bestfriends never let you go, and never let themself go away from your life.

For me, I don't really need many bestfriends in my life, I just need a few friends that will always be willing to lend their shoulders to me to lean on, or ears to listen to all of my shitty things, or even just their silent presence.

A Letter for A Bestfriend...

Dear my bestfriend,

We started off our relationship as enemies when we were kids.

We used to hate each other, I even forget why.

Whenever I saw you, I saw the gate of hell.

And I hate you evenmore when I failed to make you cry.

We have been through a lot of things.

We fought each other, and found the meaning of friendship together as we grew up.

I thought you loved me, I thought we were bestfriends.

I thought we had lots of things in common.

And that was the main reason why I want you to be in my life forever.

We once decided,

to spend our old days together.

We once promised,

to help each other forever.

We once exploded,

when I gave a prank on your birthday.

We once imagined,

to get married on the same day.

And we laughed, and we laughed and we laughed...

But now you are different.

You are not the person I used to love.

You said you are happy with them,

So I am not gonna stand in your way.

I know you are happy,

And you know I am not.

But if it's what you want,

Than all memories have gone.

So to my future ex-friend (in case you read this lousy post, eventho I am pretty sure you never read any of my posts), I just wanna tell you:

Fuck you because I AM YOUR BESTFRIEND (only when you need me).

p.s: And now you want to leave me alone. Fuck off like I care much about you. Go outside naked and dance like a crazy bitch, do whatever bitchy things you wanna do, I wouldn't give a single damn anymore. I know you will come to me for help, but I will make you experience the feeling of being left. I am just as good as I always am.

IS THIS WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR..??

2010-03-19T19:16:00.004+07:00

Have you ever felt like being in the middle of somewhere you don't belong to?

Feeling like you're completely lost in the middle of nowhere and feeling so hopeless in expecting someone to come and tell you sincerely that everything is gonna be fine all over again?

Feeling like inhaling oxygen every single second and letting it flow to your lungs without knowing why you're doing it exactly?

Because I have. I am.

Well, to be frank, I think i am kinda down a little recently. I just feel like I don't wanna come to this place anymore. I feel like stuck in a dark empty room and I have no idea where the exit door is. I know I've been such a noisy nagger, but believe me, I've been trying so hard to refrain myself from being such a dumbass.

I don't know whether it is because this place is lousy or it's just me, I dunno...

Well, there are some reasons why I dislike this place, but I'm not gonna bear it all out, just because I don't wanna be the next PRITA (click here in case you've got no idea who or what PRITA is).

Some people told me that feeling like this is "normal", but I am afraid that I have always failed to find the "normal" word in this place.

All I have been doing in this place is: wake up, take a bath, go to campus, study, jot down what the lecturer quacks about, go back to dorm, take a bath, sleep and wake up again, take bath, go to campus, study, jot down what the lecturer quacks about, go back to dorm, take a bath, sleep and wake up again, take bath, go to campus, study, jot down what the lecturer quacks about, go back to dorm, take a bath, sleep and wake up again, take bath, sleep, and so on to no end.

Moreover, I feel like my life has changed a lot. And I really mean it, A LOT. I feel like I am not who I was anymore. I have changed. I can't be myself when I'm here, and when I can't be myself, I can't feel the happiness.

I know that some people might think that to change from the old me to the now me is a good thing, but I don't like it, I'm afraid. I'd better be the stupid-old-dark-me but I get total happiness, instead of being a good-now-me but I can't get happiness here.

When I turn my head around then put aside this drabful life (OMHG!! THAT IS THE WORD : "DRABFUL"! A WORD THAT EXACTLY DESCRIBES MY CURRENT LIFE THE BEST!) and see my old friends, I sometimes think that our worlds are different now, they have a new better life, a happy life, an absorbing life. They seem like they have moved on from highschool euphoria and I haven't. They might say it is not right, but I don't know whether I am being too sensitive and stupid or they just don't realize it sometimes.

And when I look how happy they are now with their new life, I somehow assume that they have a better life than mine. I know this is waaaaaay too stupid, but I don't know how to correct myself because I don't even have someone here to tell me that this is actually stupid.

Okay, now you can call me dumbass.

I hope this feeling is tentative. I really do. I've been trying so hard to beefed up my mental even more tho, so, yeah. I am sure everything's gonna be okay, and like what people told me, I will go through this. I just have to stick up for myself more.

But, please do inform me when someone has invented a REAL time machine, I am dead serious.

***

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDDDDDDDDD...........

Let's us put that problem above aside. I sometimes find myself sick of being so mellow and emo like that. No, I'm, I am serious.

Been to long since the last post so, here you get a really long, unimportant, lousy, lame, and boring post, huh?

It feels amazing, huh, to talk about someone on blog or net world and let that person think then realize that he/she is the one that you're talking about? Eat this.

I have a bestfriend, who is now trying to move away from me and some of my bestfriends. (I know it is so epic to talk about a bestfriend on blog, but... *giggling*).

I don't know what to say, I mean, well, if you want to stop being my bestfriend, or you want to cut off this friendship, or whatever, read this and say this quote out loud:

"A friendship that can be ended didn't ever start.."

-Mellin de Saint-Gelais-

Enough talking. Tired. Gonna talk about it more soon.

2010-03-14T15:10:00.001+07:00

HIATUS DUE TO LAPTOP PROBLEM.

GONNA POST SOMETHING UP AS SOON AS I GET MY LAPTOP BACK, PEOPLE!!

love you all. :)

TELL ME THAT I'M NOT THAT UGLY..!!

2010-01-30T12:10:00.011+07:00

AH!
Been a really long time since my previous post, huh? I know. I'd like to apologize. I've just finished having my examination week. I'm serious. Been so busy all the time, and I barely had enough time to have fun. But now I am on holidays, for 2 weeks [YEY!], so I think I would blog more during this holidays!!

I never force anyone to follow me on twitter, but just in case you wanna get my updates [I update my twitter every second, I am NOT joking, I am so annoying on Twitter and I love to spam my follower's timelines], just follow me: @andreaswinfrey . My twitter isn't as private as my Facebook, so all of you can just follow, and I'll reply and retweet! It would be my pleasure. :)

And I suppose most of my readers read this post on my Facebook note application? If you are, erm... I'd just like to tell you that this note post (and my other note posts) are imported from my blog. You can visit my blog here: www.rafaelalfonsusandreaswinfrey.blogspot.com
Just because reading on Facebook note application is not absorbing at all, no? No good layout, no upsized fonts, and all... BORING.
So you can visit my blog link mentioned above. Thanks!

Well, talking about facebok and twitter, I assume that nowadays, most people tend to judge someone they don't know by the photos on facebook or somewhere else. Well, I have to admit it that I also do. I mean, what would people expect if I set a picture of me, closing my eyes accidentally due to the camera blitz or just because I wasn't ready to be snapped, to be my profile picture? Would I get this:

Since this Facebook, Myspace, Twitter and any other social networking sites became so popular among people, from all of the social classes, young & old [even my dad asked me to make him an account on FB!], boys & girls & "others", rich & poor, people had been trying so hard to look "good" in their pictures, especially profile pictures.

Some may succeed, but some just FAILED.

A few days ago, I was so bored and sick of studying, and I'd like to refresh my brains, before I continued studying. My blackberry was in the palm of my hand. And so I took a picture of me, but it was sooo good and ordinary. I wanted something funny and stupid to refresh my brains, so because there was no one that I could take their ugly pictures, I took an extremely ugly pic of myself instead, and I LAUGHED MY HEAD OFF!!
I didn't realize that I could make myself looked so innocent like nothing is wrong with my face and ugly at the same time ! lol

Take a loooookkkkk!!!

OMG!!
I AM SO TALENTED IN THIS.

And no, people! I don't think that the photos on the right side are like really really really handsome. NO!
I still think that I am ugly tho. But compared to the photos on the left side, well, at least they are a little bit better. That's what I mean.

The problem is, most people seem to add me on Facebook because I set a good picture of me as my profile picture. What if I set an ugly picture of me as my profile picture?

I'VE TRIED.

I set this photo:

Guess what.
No friend request at all for a whole week.

"......."

I mean, that photo obviously looks fake lah! What if I set those first innocent photo as my profile picture? It doesn't look like fake at all! I naturally look like a complete ugly guy in that pic! I think my facebook account would be reported and banned. [exaggerating].

The conclusion of this post is : Erm, well, just try to look good in every photo on facebook. That's it. Because you don't know how amazing it is to make fun of and laugh at someone's fugly pics. And you don't wanna be that 'someone'.

PEOPLE PLEASE BE MATURE BY NOT SAVING MY FUGLY PICTURES, PUBLISH IT SOMEWHERE ELSE, REMOVING THE LINK CREDITS OR EVEN USING MY FUGLY PICS AS YOUR PROFILE PICTURE!
[I'm always aware of the existence of kaskus, okaaay~! I don't want my fugly pictures become a HOT THREAD on KASKUS' DISTURBING PICTURE FORUM]. >> note that down!

Bonus pics:

LG BL40, THE NEW CHOCOLATE FROM LG..!!

2010-01-13T18:51:00.004+07:00

Believe what, it took more than 3 damn days to edit all of the photos for "A trip that shall not be forgotten 3" post!! So, all of you, please be patient. People have been like asking me for new post updates. Believe me, I've been working on it, really hard. I promise, it will come up soon!!

Besides, (well, i know it's a cliche reason) I've been really really busy with all of the college thingies. The assignments are just killing me softly, seriously. Interviews, presentations, and all, are just.... EXCRUTIATING..!! Moreover, I am going to face the final examination really soon!! Wish me the best of luck, people!!

Yes, this post is like, you know, I just wanna write about a thing that I'm craving for recently, in the hope of getting one as a surprise present. Maybe you wanna get me one? lol
Just in case.

It is:

LG NEW CHOCOLATE BL40..!!

LG NEW CHOCOLATE BL40 has got 4-inch display with 800 x 345 pixels resolution, 5MP camera with Schneider-Kreuznach lens and flash, Wifi, GPS and also UMTS/HSDPA connectivity.

infos from : here.

It is a 5 Mega-Pixeled cameraphone, people! 5! FIVE!!
I can like take pictures all the time and get amazing results!! [bold only have like 2MP camera. duh!]

This amazing mobile phone is so unique that it doesn't look like a normal mobile phone! And it just looks like a weird chocolate bar instead. Wow!!

I know I already have a Blackberry Bold in my hand, but still! Call me greedy, I don't care! I want this great mobile phone so bad that I even dreamt of it!

Here are 2 videos with F(X) and Girls Generation (SNSD) in it as their celebrity-endorsments..!!

OMG OMG OMG!!!!!

When stylish, sophisticated, modern, good-looking, sweet, and delicious could be in ONE amazing thing at the same time, who could resist to not having it?

So, what are you waiting for? Get up, buy one and get me one! :)

p/s : Please be patient for "A Trip That Shall Not be Forgotten 3" post!!

WAIT FOR IT..!!

2010-01-03T10:15:00.001+07:00

PEOPLE, I AM BLOGGING ABOUT "A TRIP THAT SHOULD NOT BE FORGOTTEN PART 3"!!

It's gonna be a long long loooonng post.

Wait for it! :)

OMFG..!!

2009-12-13T11:24:00.002+07:00

It's been almost a month since my last update already? Time does fly rapidly, man!!

So, hmm.. Well, I am sure you know the actual reason why I hadn't come up with a new post for a quite long time. This university business drives me insane. Besides, there is still no interesting thing that occurs in my life to be talked about on my blog lately. Everything just seems so boring and so static, like:

wake up - take a bath -get dressed - go to campus - study - go back to dorm - do the homeworkS - sleep

that is all.
Every-single-day.

So now you know how boring university is, don't you?

I suggest you checking out my other posts if you are in the mood for reading some shits!! Sorry people, but I just don't have any single idea what to write here. But I am so gonna update this blog soon with interesting topics!!

Cya.

JUDGE ME..!!

2009-11-18T23:31:00.008+07:00

I was about to publish a new post last night. But I finally didn't publish it, because after considering it over, over, and over again, I think that post was too harsh and I shouldn't publish it (yet). So I am waiting and might publish it at the very right time someday.

Now I'd like to talk about how people see me.

They think I am haughty.
They think I am arrogant.
They think I am snobbish.
They think I am stupid.
They think I am ugly.
They think I am obnoxious.
They think I am silly.
They think I am unfriendly.
You know what, they can and they surely have rights to judge me.

Lemme confess.
When I was still in Highschool, I was bullied by my seniors, and also by a few of my juniors. Some of them directly bullied me mentally, but some of them were just playing "bite and kick" sneakily. (I know it doesn't sound like "hide and seek", but at least I tried!)

I couldn't even trust my own friends. They seemed like they supported me, said that they would always by my side, and patted my back. But right after I smiled and thanked them then they got out of the room, I found out that they were laughing and playing with my bulliers. Nice, huh?

I have ever been to the point where I was really depressed due to all of the rumours and stupid thingies surrounded me that time.

All I could do was just maintained silent and smiled or laughed when they threw stupid jokes about me and made fun of me. Yes, I was the perfect bulleye.

One of my teachers once knew my problem (of course because how they bullied me was so obvious!) and then she told me, "Everybody critizes everything in this world, but dead people."

So I think, being judged and judging people are normal. Judging people makes you a human; and being judged makes you a complete human.

BUUUUTTT ANYYYWAAAAYYYYY....

I learnt lots of important life lessons. I learnt how to close my eyes, close my ears, and close my heart to what people said, did, and thought about me. I learnt how to not give a fuckin single damn to every single thing they did.

Don't you think that I would have gone crazy, if I had listened to every single of their mockery, satire, and slander?

So thenceforth, I turned to be someone that wasn't really easy to be insulted. I became invulnerable, even I admit it I do still feel hurt when people mock me until now. But I'll just keep it silent and smile.
The only way I could burst all of my hatred was through this blog. That is the reason why I really love this blog.

And then last night I happened to visit some of my bullier's facebook accounts {not just my highschool bulliers!}.

And you know what..??

YOU KNOW WHAAAATTTT..??

I laughed my ass off. Seriously.
After going through all of these time, I never thought that their evilish faces would be THAT ~~stupid~~ funny. It is proven that they were not and are not even better than me in any ways tho. Never have, and never will.

All they could do was just saying stupid things about people. All they could do was just making fun of people. Behind all of that, well, should say: nothing. They don't know how it feels to be hurt. They have no idea how hurt it is to be the underdog one. They have no idea how to shut their mouths up and behave.

And they never learnt lots of important lessons that I learnt from them.

I heard that people surround me now think that I am haughty, unfriendly, or anything. Oh hell yea, you can judge me, of course, you have your right for doing that.

But it is not about how to judge a person, it is too easy. It is all about how to prove your judgement about that person.

Now you wanna judge me, go ahead!

You know, I am not perfect and I don't see myself as a perfect role model for people as well. But sometimes, people do have to know the stories of the underdogs, like me.

p.s. : Thanks to all of my bulliers. If it hadn't been you guys, my life would have been different and wouldn't have been this amazing, and I wouldn't have been a "though" person now. Love you all.

MY BLOG HAS REACHED 3.000 VISITORS..!!

2009-11-14T10:02:00.005+07:00

Yess!! I got shocked this morning when I opened my blog link. My blog has reached 3.000 visitors!! Whoaaaaaaaaa!!!

I'd like to thank you for visiting this blog and reading some of my unimportant writings. I know 3.000 visitors -compared to any other popular blog- is nothing, but I still feel so proud of this blog because there are at least 8 visitors a day in average, and having 3.000 thousand visitors WITHOUT FAKING IT is really a great thing.

It still feels like yesterday when my blog reached 2.000 visitors, but it was actually about 6 months ago! Wow.

I hope I can blog forever and get more amazing and loads of numbers of visitors as the time flies by. :)

YEEOOOO..!!

2009-11-03T09:22:00.004+07:00

Hello.

I know I should have updated my blog since a century ago!! I would like to apologize to all of you who had frequently visited this blog, and found no new post, and then thought this bog was dead already.

BUT IT IS NOT!!!

See, I am here, blogging [again].

University is excruciating, people! University doesn't give me enough time to blog. Lots of assignments and things to do! So to all of my juniors, please take my advice :

STAY IN HIGHSCHOOL AS LONG AS YOU CAN.

That might sound not right, but it's the reality! I know some of you might think highschool is hell, but just enjoy every moment of it! I miss my highschool too much. :(
Now I am blogging, and it's all because I am on the silent week. [a full week of holiday to study for the mid-examinations]

The second reason why I didn't come up with the new post since a long time ago is because I now have a new evil toy.

This is one o the reasons:

YES!!! A BLACKBERRY BOLD 9000!!

I said to people that I dislike Blackberry for sure, but I think I have to lick back my own saliva that I spitted. BB has stupendously turned me to be a mentally sick guy because of it's exquisite sophistication!

When I wake up in the morning, it's not my soul I look for, it's my BB!! Take unimportant pictures, then directly post it to Facebook; Update my status very often; Walk while BB-ing till I hit the glass door or step on someone's foot till I get scolded; Twitter everyminute; and some other things that make me look egregiously stupid.

HA-HA

Ah ya, a few days ago, one of my friends uploaded an ancient photo of us. And I was like shocked to see myself 2 or 3 years agoo!!! Look at this pic:

Yes! It's me! The fat guy in black! LOL LOL LOL
How on earth could I be that ugly??
When I showed that picture to my Uni friends, thew were shocked and didn't believe that it was me. And then I played them a lil bit, I said I had a plastic surgery last year, and you know whaaatt!!!

YOU KNOW WHAAAAATTT!!

THEY BELIEVED THAT I EVER HAD A PLASTIC SURGERY!!!

OMG! Was I that ugly that people believe that I had ever a plastic surgery? Haish.

I used to be 105 kilograms. No joke.

And please, don't ask me how could I manage to lose my weight, because I don't even know myself!!! Every single person who had seen that picture, they all asked the same question : "How could you manage to lose your weight?" and then I answered, "I don't know! I just lost it!"
It's not because I am so stingy to keep it as a secret lah! But I seriously don't know! Haha.

In the last session of this post, I would like to write about someone I abhor currently.

Please laaahhh!! Stop being a lousy ALAY and stop acting up like you are the best guy in the world, because you know what,

BECAUSE YOU ARE EVEN WAAAAAAAY TOO FAR FROM "GOOD".

Instead of looking good or something that you want yourself to look like, you even look like someone disgusting and nasty!

If you have nothing to say or nothing to talk about, then stop blabbering about nonsense lahh!! I know you're lack of English Language, but lemme give you a sentence to be learnt and remembered and translated for your entire life:

It's the empty can that makes the most noise

So shut your big mouth up, or at least stick your mouth with my shoes' sticky glue to shut it in front of me!

You are so pathetic, you think everybody likes you, in fact, there are lots of people hate you. Ciluuuukkkk Baaaahhhh..!!

EAT THIS, NEIGHBOR COUNTRY..!! BATIK IS INDONESIAN..!!

2009-10-02T22:00:00.004+07:00

2nd of October, UNESCO finally legalized BATIK as one of Indonesian Cultural Heritages!! Oh my God, if I was a ~~Malaysian~~ citizen of that neighbor country, I would be sooooo fuckin embarrassed of my own country for claiming another country's cultural heritage! HA-HA.

So today, most of Indonesian are wearing Batik. And I don't know whether it's true or not, but I do really feel like slapping that country while saying in the ghetto way *snapping*, "Eat this, you freaking tiny thing! Batik is Indonesian!!"

08/09/2009 07:06

Liputan6.com, Bogor: Akhirnya. United Nations Educational, Scientific, and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) akan menetapkan batik sebagai warisan budaya dari Indonesia. Kabar gembira ini disampaikan Menteri Koordinator Kesejahteraan Rakyat Aburizal Bakrie dan Menteri Kebudayaan dan Pariwisata Jero Wacik kepada Presiden Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono di Istana Bogor, Jawa Barat, Senin (7/9).

Pemberian sertifikat pengesahan batik sebagai representasi budaya Indonesia, akan dilakukan dalam sidang UNESCO di Abu Dhabi, 2 Oktober mendatang. Seiring dengan itu Presiden Yudhoyono mengimbau pada momen itu masyarakat Indonesia mengenakan batik sebagai bentuk penghargaan warisan budaya. Penetapan ini diharapkan bisa mencegah klaim batik oleh negara lain.

UNESCO mengakui keunikan batik sebagai warisan budaya Indonesia yang memiliki filosofi mendalam. Upaya pemerintah melestarikan dan melindungi batik melalui penerbitan buku panduan sejarah batik juga menjadi pertimbangan. Selengkapnya saksikan video berita ini.(AIS)

source : http://berita.liputan6.com/sosbud/200909/243416/Batik.Milik.Indonesia

In my University, most of the students wore batik today, not because we were ordered to, but because we are proud of batik and our country for winning this. And when I got to another public places, I saw lots of people wearing batik too. And that, was one of the reasons why I kept smiling this entire day. Indonesia seems even brighter today and it looks like Indonesian are even more gorgeous and classy in Batik. :-)

Me & Uni friends, wearing Batik.

Okay I know lah, lots of people out there might think that Indonesian never cares about their own cultural heritage until another country claims their heritage as theirs, then Indonesian will say its actually theirs. But what I think is like this:

It's like you have a son. You don't go out with your son everysecond and tell everybody in this world that he is your son. You don't introduce your son to every single person in this world. But if a crazy and mentally sick person happened to kidnap your son and claimed that your son is his, then you would try the best you could to get your son back to your arms and claimed that he was yours.
Am I right?

Well, I hope Batik Day is not just for today. I hope it can be a national day, so people wear batik together every 2nd of October. And it would be really great.

And the another country keeps on claiming another Indonesian Cultural Heritages as theirs. Lemme tell you that it's pathetic. Claiming things that doesn't belong to you is stealing. It shows how lame they are, and they act as if THEY DIDN'T HAVE ANY INTERESTING AND AMAZING CULTURAL HERITAGES LIKE INDONESIA.

I feel like nationalism of Indonesian has been amazingly increasing nowadays. There are lots of new organizations that increase Indonesian nationalism and motivate us to keep on loving our own country, such as Indonesian Youth Conference, IndonesiaUnite, and many more.

Well, we learn something today :

SOMETIMES, TO GET WHAT WE'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE, WE'VE GOTTA LOSE IT FIRST.
Happy Batik Day, Indonesia!

PRESS THE RESET..!!

2009-09-21T21:56:00.005+07:00

Have you ever wanted to go back?

Have you ever wished that this life had a remote, and you were dying right now to press the "REWIND" button?

I have lots of good memories about my stupid life in my mind, yet I have more bad memories. Thinking about my embarrassing and sad moments, although I don't want to, I am gonna reveal some of my memories here for you. :)

The Early Life of Rafael Alfonsus Andreas.
I was born in Jakarta, on 7th of August. My mother told me that she was still working when she got contraction. Nobody was there. My father was a shooting athlete, and he was out of the town for a competition. So she managed to the hospital on her own.

Ah, this is the shocking part. When she arrived in a small clinic (I had been to the clinic when I was about 10, and I can assure you that it is a really poor and small clinic for bearing a child!), she was told by the nurse that they ran out of anaesthetic. So there, my mom gave birth to me without the anaesthetic.

Andreas

My father arrived to the hospital a couple of hours after I was born. My mother, father, and my sister were brainstorming about my name. My father was about to name me "AGUS", just because I was born in August (Agustus in Bahasa).

And then my sister was like, "WHAT? AGUS?!?! NO!!!"

Okay, I should really thank my sister for disagreeing those name. No offense, if your name is Agus, reader! But I just can't imagine how my life would be if my name was Agus. Doesn't mean Agus is a bad name tho, really. I dunno why, but when I told my friends that I was about to be named "Agus", they laughed like stupid and started to call me "Agus".

In the end, my sister named me "Andreas".

And you must be wondering, what's with the "Rafael" and "Alfonsus" before my actual name? Are they just like fake names to make my name sounds cooler or something or what? Here is the answer.

I was a Christian-Protestant until I decided to be a Catholic at the age of 12. After learning about Catholic for months, finally I was baptized, and choose "RAFAEL" as my Baptism Name.

Rafael is one of God's Angels. He heals human. He cures human. The reason why I wanted Rafael Angel to be my patron was because of my sick sister. She was sick and had been unable to walk for years.

My sister was the one who raised and took care of me. My mother was so busy that she worked all the time to earn some money for our livings. Everyday after school, she got to go home soon, and took care of me. Until that afternoon, she was still in Junior High that time,and then she got cramped on her foot. And it's all just like that. My mom took her to the doctor, and the doctor told us that there was a tumor on her spine. And that tumor made her disable to walk.

She got weaker and weaker and weaker as the time goes by. She had been disable to walk for 15 years, but it never made her stop taking care of me. My mom took her everywhere, got her surgeries and all, but she didn't get any better.

I prayed and still sure that God would order Rafael to heal her, but God wanted me to look the other way. She passed away last year (10 - 7 - 2008).

And Alfonsus is my Chrismation name.

I am on the right.

As you can see the picture above, I grew up to be a fat kid, should say. And as you can see also, I seem to be hugging someone in that picture. No, he is not my friend. He is my cousin, who s also my enemy. Yes, like a humongous enemy. See, I already knew how to be a pokerfacer since I was a kid, no? Ah, but you shouldn't have been told that previous sentence. All you gotta know is that I am so cute in that pic, fullstop.

Talking about Ambitions.
Well, if someone ask me what I wanted to be when I was a kid, my answer would be :

"I WANTED TO BE ONE OF POWER RANGERS."

And I never joked about it. Seriously, I would do anything to become one of them. When I was a kid, I loved to run from one place to another place, jump from one bed to another bed, roll from here to there, and acted as if I was a real Power Ranger.

At the age of 7, I had already taken some lead roles in several plays at Church. I loved to be on stage, I always wanted to be on the spotlight, I loved attentions. Thenceforth, my sense of art began, and I really wanted to be an actor, or at least, an entertainer. But to be a Power Ranger was still on the top of my going-to-be list.

I also once wanted to be an astronaut. I thought it was so cool and amazing, to be able to step your foot on the moon, and flying in the sky with no gravitation, you know.
But all of my desire of becoming an astronaut suddenly disappeared because of this two reasons:

I was informed that Neil Armstrong had not really been to the Moon.
To be an astronaut, you gotta master mathematics (Mathematics has been my enemy since forever).

Yea, I easily give up.

I've been in love with writing since I was in Junior High school, I've been writing almost about everything. That's why I love this blog.
I write everything I think. Having lots of haters makes me even love this blog. Instantly, just click here.
And now, I wanna be an editor in chief of an international magazine. That is why I chose Communication major, and gonna choose Journalism studies.

BUT I STILL WANNA BE A POWER RANGER THO!!

UPDATED MUCH..??

2009-09-15T18:03:00.004+07:00

Well, I know I haven't come up with a new post for like a long time. I've been meaning to update this blog with some advertisements!! But please please please be patient!

Yea, can you believe it?

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

This blog is being trusted again to advertise some products!!! WOHOOOOOOO!!

What kind of product am I going to advertise? Just wait, Pepo!

AND THE REST IS STILL UNWRITTEN..!!

2009-09-01T08:19:00.008+07:00

I woke up at 8 this morning. When I opened my eyes, I felt like I was somewhere else for a second, then I finally realized that I was somewhere else. I was lying on my dormitory bed. Not as comfy as my own bedroom, but at least I think I can cope with it till the next 6 months. Blah!

Well, university life is not as bad as I thought it would be. Like today, I have my day off (thanks to Universitas Multimedia Nusantara). So yea, I didn't know what to do here, inside my not-so-big dormitory room, then I realized that It had been a fuckin long time since my last update.

I still don't have any bestfriend here in dormitory. It's not because the people here are not nice. It's just because I just haven't got any opportunity to get to know more about them and get along with them.

University life has changed my life, seriously. In Jakarta, everything is just there. Here, everthing is not as simple as that. I had never take angkot before. And now, I have to face the fact that I don't have any transportation at all, but an ANGKOT. Great. Doesn't mean I don't liek taking angkot tho. I found it really absorbing and cool! Seriously.

In Jakarta, I get home after midnight, but here, I sleep at 9. Can you believe it? lol
Something is just wrong with me here. I feel like "normal" person at least for these 5 days. lol

And yeah, these are some shots of my dorm:

I went trough the orientation days pretty much well. I got some amazing and interesting and good friends to make friends with. My orientation group name was "ANOA" or "Bubalus Quarlesi"
They are just amazing! If it hadn't been them, I wouldn't have been here, sitting comfortably in my dormi room. Okay, I hiperboled a bit. They've got nothing to do with my dormi room comfortableness. lol

ANOA

They have supported and helped me for 3 days of orientation, thanks guys!
Ah yea! 3 days of orientation are tortures! Not because the seniors are all evils, not at all, they are all nice and amazing, it's because we had to sit on the floor for hours, and that! That thing made my butt cracked!!! So agonizingly painful! I thought my legs were broken already until my friend told me my legs were not broken (yet)!

We did our projects together, such as making a short movie, making a new inovation that had not been invented in this world, recycled and installed rubbish into something useful, etc.

I also met lots of interesting people from Medan, Makasar, Palembang, Lampung, and all. They've got funny accents that sometimes I find it really funny and then realize 2 seconds later that it is so not polite to laugh at someone's accent and make the speaker look at me with disgust.

I have no doubt in studying in Universitas Multimedia Nusantara. The staffs, facilities, education, and all are just promising. Well, I hope everything is going to be amazing here. :)

MY ASCENDING LIFE..!!

2009-08-14T18:13:00.006+07:00

I am on my longest holiday that has ever occurred in my life. I should be having fun and all. But in fact, I AM NOT.

I am teaching trough out this holiday.

And

I am also being a coach of Paskibra School of Gandhi (Flag Hosting Ceremony Coach).

I would not say that that 2 things are tortures (even sometimes I do think they are). But I surely enjoy spending my longest holiday with those two activities.

TEACHING
Being a teacher has been one of my dreams since I was a kid. When I was like about 10, I loved to act as if I was a teacher and the chairs were my students.

I have been falling in love with all of my students since the first time I met them. And now I am afraid that by the time I have to leave them, I would not want to leave them.

Yesterday, I told them that we would only meet for 2 encounters more. And they were like so upset. lol

I do really wanna teach them forever, but too bad that I will have to stay in dorm trough out my University life. I won't be able to teach them anymore.

Here are some photos of my troops:

Cute, huh? I know. I have another students, and I am gonna updates their photos as soon as they don't do their homeworks and get their faces captured as the punishment! lol
Call me "teacher".

UNIVERSITY LIFE
Most of my friends are ~~enjoying~~ having their orientation of their universities already. But I haven't. I am still like waiting for decades until 26th of August. By 23rd or 24th, I'm gonna move to my dorm, and stay there for *at least* 6 months. Living in the dorm on my own has been like a still-living NOORDIN M TOP in my head. Feels like really nervous, but really anxious. I know, using NOORDIN M TOP as the parable of this context is so "euwh", but since terrorists are also egregious, so I think it suits the context well. lol

I will have to leave all of my beloved ones and beloved things here. I will have to leave my lovely bedroom, lovely bathroom, lovely bed, and all. And I am so gonna miss blogging in my bedroom also!!

But I just can't wait because I also feel like getting my freedom there. Eventhough there's a curfew for the students (and it is one of the worst things in dorm, according to me) but I can feel the freedom already!!!!

The friends.
I dunno whether I will get superb friends, as superb as my highschool friends or not. But I am still hoping. I already know a few of them through Facebook (yea, facebook is so freaking useful, so get a life you freaking things on eath who think Facebook is haram!). As far as I know them, well, they have been nice. But, I haven't really "know" them, you know.

And I'd like to reveal here that one of the things that I don't really like in this world is :

SOCIALIZING

Seriously. I find myself really hard to socialize with new people or make new friends. But I surely know that I can't just live with my surroundings in the incommunicado. I still dunno how to. I really hope 3 days of orientation will help me to get some new friends. So let's see who will ~~be lucky enough to~~ be my bestfriends in university. lol

But anyway, I hope I will be able to get along with all of them. :)

UMN interior design photos credit to : Andre Ang

As long as I heard people talking about my University, they all said that it is a good university. So I hope I won't be dissapointed someday, like my experience in highschool. FRUCK! DID I REALLY SAY THAT I REGRET TO STUDY IN MY HIGHSCHOOL? Yea, like it was a dirty humongous secret. Ups.

SO ORDINARY LIFE, YET SO AMAZING..!!

2009-08-01T17:37:00.006+07:00

So I happened to watch UP MOVIE yesterday. People say it is a good movie and really recommended to be seen. And it was even said that it's the best pixar movie ever. So I thought why I didn't I give it a try to see that movie. And erm... Yea, it is cool, touching, and funny, but I think it is not that wow lah!!

And my bestfriend, Sara Kurniawan, still determines that the lead role of the movie, RUSSEL, looks just like me when I was still a kid. I said nooo!!! I was much skinnier and not as dumb as him, and yea, admit it, not as cute as him too.

See? Different no? Russel is way cuter.

***

This morning was the earliest morning I had ever waken up trough out this holiday!! Last night my friends were planning on jogging in Ancol, they want to go on diet (ogh yea, I wish you guys the best of luck deh! *scrollingeyes*). And I said, I didn't think I would be able to join, because I had not had enough sleep since 3 days ago, but they kept on luring and persuading me. So I made it clear, I said "no" and fell asleep.

And you know what?

You know what?

They were already in my house at 5.30! I was still sleeping and they kept on waking me up!! Daym!! So I reluctantly joint them jogging, but wait, did Andreas Winfrey and friends really go on jogging? No. We ate pizza instead.

And here is the story:

We ordered the salad that we could take on our own . Two of my friends took the salad from the salad bar. There were 4 of us, starving and freakin tired (even we didn't jog). So we happened to take it a little bit much.

And freaky old uncles & aunties from the next table kept on staring at us with awkward & disgust look!!

They whispered with scorn, scoffed, laughed at us, made fun of us, talked about us loudly, and acted up as if we got away with something bad. It's not like we were a bunch of criminals who would cut your uvulas with forks and knives!!

OH HELL YEA, I CAN HEAR THEM TALKING HOW GREEDY WE WERE AND HOW WE ACTED AS IF WE HAD NOT EATEN FOR 4 DAYS, FROM MY TABLE IF YOU WONDER!!

The most important thing is this : I eat enough, and I am satisfied enough, and I am pretty much capable enough of paying what I eat!

Weird! It is not we were the only one who take a humongous bunch of salad from the bar in this world! My excellent friends could even take 3 times from that!

And yeah, I know you are old. And you want some respects from everyone who is younger than you. But what about this : I respect who can respect others, even the toddlers.

NOTHING HAS CHANGED..!!

2009-06-28T14:38:00.004+07:00

So I happened to visit my elementary school on 13th of June *I was about to post this entry, but I put it on hold until now, because I thought it would be best to post "A Trip That Shall Not Be Forgotten 2" first. :)

Wow, It's been a century since the last time I stepped my foot on my elementary school's floor. *I know, hiperboling is not a sin, so what?*

I met some of my teachers. I sttarred at their face and showed them my sweetest smile, eventho I knew that my teeth dried.

Not so many things had changed. They almost still looked like the last time I saw their holly faces.

And then something came across my mind. What if they hadn't taught me 12 years ago? What if I hadn't gone to school. What if I hadn't known them.

I wouldn't have been an univeristy student by now. I wouldn't be able to type by now. I wouldn't have been gone this far.

I met my 1st grade teacher. The one who always helped me in writting, counting, and reading; Dunno how the hell she could cope with a grumpy and insane boy like me. I didn't wanna come to school when my pen is not on. And then she even called me, persuaded me to come to school, promising that she would give me a new pen if I wanted to come to school.

I also met my 4th grade teacher, whom taped my mouth with LAKBAN and pull my hair off because I talked to my friends all the time.

I met my sport teacher, whom always succeed in making me cry when I was in 1st grade. Rumour said he was crazy a lil bit, after having an accident. And I 109% believe in that rumour. Proof : I always cried in his period when I was 7 or 8 years old. AND LOOK AT HIS PIC ABOVE!!! I even got that pic from my nephew's year book!

I met my 5th grade teacher, whom I forgot her name. We skipped her tution just to watch AMIGOS TELENOVELA, but she didn't get angry, she just went home!!
And ogh, will I forget one of my high school teachers 12 years from now? I hope not.

And I also met one of my favourite teachers, my 6th grade teacher. She is one of the best, because when I was in 6th grade, we went for retreat, and I was so freakin naughty, so I ran here and there, and then I fell down from a high stair, and got wounded and bled a lot, and she took care of me that time. :)

Oh yea, I didn't meet one of my teachers, my computer teacher to be exact, who punched me up in the head when I was in 4th grade . *Seriously, he punched me up!*
And I think he had been fired. EAT THAT POOR LIFE, YOU FREAKING REDDISH SHIT!

Haaaaaahhh.. What a great memory..

A TRIP THAT SHALL NOT BE FORGOTTEN 2..!!

2009-06-22T12:39:00.014+07:00

HELLO GUYYYYSSS!!

So finally, I got home from my KALIMANTAN BARAT trip!!!! Wohooooo!!! Seriously, I had lots of fun there!! And now, I am gonna review my trip on "A TRIP THAT SHALL NOT BE FORGOTTEN 2..!!" And this post is gonna be so freakin long, so just keep on reading, people!

When the first time I got there, I were picked up by a man, with spiky and brown hair. So, we directly get into the car, and started our trip to Singkawang.

I asked the driver, "How long does it take to go there? I want to pee."

He showed me his 3 fingers.

Me : "Oh, okay 3 minutes."

Driver : "Nooo!! 3 hours!"

I exploded.

So after going through almost 2 hours, we stopped by a restaurant. We had our lunch, and that was the first time we had our lunch in Kalimantan.
And then the driver asked me, "So you have just graduated, right?"

Me : "Yes."

Driver : "Oh, same with me then!"

Wow!! He didn't look like a boy at my age!

SINGKAWANG.

Well, Singkawang is like a fake china town, you know. The buildings, the everything were like ancient Chinese buildings. And I wondered how could they survive to live there, in a small town, with no malls, with no clubs, with no elite and modern places to hang out at, but their own home or small restaurants.

Oh yaa!! Me and Sara actually attend a Singkawang Wedding party!! And it felt and looked nothing like Jakarta or any other modern wedding party. Take a look at these pics :

It was all red and gold!!!!

And you guys also gotta look at this pic!!
I was about to have my dinner at a restaurant next to my hotel, and got shocked by this :

Seriously, it's the biggest 'gonna-be-served-as-a-real-food-fish' that I've ever seen!!! How on earth could people eat that numerous fish! I don't even know what kinda fish is it!
And when i finished having my dinner and walked out the restaurant, I SAW THAT FISH'S BONES ALREADY!!! Crazy people seriously had eaten those gigantic fish! *weird weird weird*

To be really honest, in Singkawang, we ate like crazy!! I mean really crazy! We ate 3 different things within 1 hour! And it didn't take too long until we ate again. Dammid.
I feel like my cheeks are getting chubbier!!! DAMN!!!
I think I gain some weight!!! SUPER DAMN!!!
I'm getting fat!!! FUCKIN DAMN!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

There is this radio station, that allows people to karaoke in their station, and their voice is going to be aired on radio!!! Wow. My relatives forced me and my friend to go karaokeing, but of course i didn't want lahhh!!
Reasons :
1) My ~~beautiful~~ voice was gonna be aired on radio!
2) There were no English or Indonesian song! All was mandarin songs! WTF!

Pics of my relatives, karaoke-ing, and getting his great voice aired on radio :

We also went across the sea to the old village of Kalimantan!!! It was soooooo absorbing! But as you already read on my previous post, that I almost died due to a boat sink in the middle of Kalimantan Sea. So it became a kinda trauma for me, you know.

But finally I did it again in the end. Pic of me in boat :

View from inside the boat.

When I got to my relative's home in Kalimantan village, I found some photo of my family members. And I also found my photos as well! My photos when I were still a kid.

me on the right.

And My Holly God! Guess who's got this PLATINUM BLONDE!!! CLICK THE PIC TO FIND OUT!

AMAAZZIIINNGGG!! lol
She is my late grandmother's sister. She is about 90something years old, and still active and fit!!!
I love Jesus.

Have you ever drunk this DRAGON FRUIT JUICE?

TASTES SOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDD!!!

YOU GOTTA VISIT SAMUDERA INDAH TANJUNG GUNDUL BEACH AND SINKA ISLAND PARK!!!!!!!

Samudera Indah Tanjung Gundul Beach is a really beautiful beach!!! We took some photos and drank coconuts at the beach. The wind, the sun, the everything were just amazing!!!

And in Sinka Island, you can step your foot on THE SMALLEST ISLAND IN THE WORLD : SIMPING ISLAND!!

THAT PICTURE ABOVE IS THE ISLAND! FREAKING SMALL!! It's not even bigger than my house!

Now when I hate people, I can be so cocky like, "I've ever stepped my foot on the smallest island in the world. Have you? Haven't no? So shut the fuck up! Go to the smallest island in the world first, then you come up to me!"
Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! Love it.

I dunno why people in Kalimantan love TERASI so much. It smells bad! I don't say that I don't like terasi, but I just don't like it as much as kalimantan people do! They always ask for terasi chilly or terasi whatever, they always serve terasi everywhere! It smells, man! It stinks.

Well, I think Kalimantan is a really great and unique island on its own. Its one of a kind. But unfortunately, government people don't seem to care about Kalimantan so much, whereas Kalimantan has lots of great and amazing spots for tourism!!

And Kalimantan is like a sizzling heaven with lots and lots and lots of foods!!!! It's sizzling hot, seriously! I'm getting fat and getting tanned!!!!! OMG.

Kalimantan would be a great destination for your next holiday trip!!!

The people are the nicest. They are really nice to me, and you know, I dunno why, but THEY LOVE TO HELP PEOPLE. They just love it that it is one of their hobbies, you know. They serve you lots of foods, and all!
One of them once told me, "People in the world, when they meet each other, they only like, "hey" or "how are you?", but people in Kalimantan, they ask you, "Are you hungry? Let's eat!"

And it was right!!!
Proof : I am getting fat.

TO SEE THE REST OF THE PHOTOS, CLICK HERE

p/s : I would like to thank people in Kalimantan, who helped me a lot.
p/s : Not to forget, thanks to PRAPATAN HOTEL, SINGKAWANG and ORCHARDZ HOTEL, PONTIANAK. I had great stay there!

GOD, TURN BACK THE TIME, PLEASE..!!

2009-06-08T01:13:00.007+07:00

"One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think, to have a happy childhood."
Agatha Christie
(1890-1976)

When I were a stupid kid:

My parents were going to divorce until I drew them and me, holding hands in a paper sheet with crayons.
I made lots of embarrassing things that successfully makes me want to be able to turn back the time now.
I loved playing with my cousin, which I am not close to anymore.
I loved sleeping with my poor old neighbour instead of sleeping in my glorious bedroom.
My friends alinated me, because they didn't like me.
I was so stupid.
I got 0 (zero) in my English Subject tests.
I almost died due to a boat sink in the middle of Kalimantan Sea.
I loved yellow very much, eventho I was barely able to see colours.
I were so fuckin fat, seriously.
I got punched up by my teacher in the head.
I was called "fatty pig" by people.
I hated it when people pinch my big cheeks.
I loved power rangers too much, look at me now to see the result: full of fantasies and a lil bit idiotic.
I was 5, and I once woke up from sleep at midnight and cried, howling, "I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE!! PLEASEEE! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!" Weird, and it took until morning for my family to calm me down.
I loved to talk to the mirror, and got caught in act once by my mom, thenceforth, my mom started to doubt my sanity.
Every morning, I woke up at 3, and had a long chat with my dolls. I was certain that they heard me talking, and I felt like they replied me too.
I was so heavenly religious! No absent every Sunday to come to the church, otherwise, I would totally be a grumpy kid a whole day. The ceremony started at 7, and believe it or not, I got to the church at 6!!
I almost died due to a weird dream. I dreamt that I could fly. So I gibbered : I stood up, unlocked my bedroom door, walked to the balcony, and was about to jump from the third floor of my house!! My mom, again, pulled me back, a second before I finally jumped. And even stupider, I didn't realize it until my mom told me the story in the morning.
I was 105 kilograms.

HELLO, HATERS..!!

2009-05-30T23:18:00.009+07:00

I was at the loose end, so I came up with an idea to read some oldies posts of mine. And then I came across to this contriversial posts:

THEY LOVE ME ANYWAY

and

WHY DID I CHANGE MY URL

And I was like... WOW!!
That posts really reminded me the days back then when I still had lots of haters. They loved to drop negative and trashy comments, and I thought I really had to delete all of their comments in order to keep this blog 'clean'. Until I stoped doing that and just left them there, giving them some fun.

But hey, look at me now! I still have lots of haters, anyway. Two days ago, one of my friends told me that people loved to mock me and make fun of me behind my back, just because they didn't like me. And I was like, OKAAAAY!!! Should I care?

YOU HAVE YOUR OWN RIGHT TO HATE ME. And so do I! I have my own right to hate you as well. Screw you! Just make fun of me behind my back, and do anything you want to do behind my back! What a bunch of stupid cowards!

Do you really think that I am gonna act like one of your friends who allegedly wants to SHOW PEOPLE OFF HOW TEMPRAMENTAL HE IS? Hello?? Are you still in this world?

I have an immune system against people's mockeries, satires, and slanders. I am INVULNERABLE. Seriously, no joke! So once again, just keep on gossiping and making fun of me behind my back! Do you really think someone like me would give even a single damn to someone like you? Spank your own butt!

You know what, I have my precious friends, who never gloat upon my sadness, who never harry me terribly, who never make me queasy, and who never alienate me jus because I fraternize with another scamps!
They would love to support me and guide me, they are always beside me, in everysinglestupidthing I do. *Okay, don't fly yourself to the moon, bestfriends! lol*
See how incommensurable we are?

OGH, I CURSE YOU TO GET DYSENTERY!!!!

*How the hell did my room temperature get so hot suddenly? Fiuh! I am so fervent!*

"...Sumtimes people are willing to do anything they hate just to hurt you; make you cry; or even kill you.
I think that's the way the world runs.
I mean to the end..."
Andreas Winfrey

p.s : my blog had reached 2.000 visitors on 26th of May!! Thank you for visiting my blog, people! Love you much! And, oh yeah, you too, haters. Thank you.

ASK ME..!!

2009-05-23T19:15:00.003+07:00

So I remembered the days when I used to love answering Friendster's Bulletin Board Questions. For you who don't know what Friendster is, just google it, okayy!!

Yea, I used to answer those bunch of stupid questions, and just now, I kinda missed answering some stupid questions. And since my friendster account has been neglected already (means : I dont accept any friend-requests and don't add people anymore on Friendster. *yeah, Friendster creator, I know you really wanna kill Facebook's creator*), so I might as well answer the questions here! Besides, this blog needs to be updated!!!!

Here are the questions and not-so-brief-answers::

1. What do think is the reason why people lie?
- Well, if you expect my simple answer, I would say because, like it or not, people are liars. Human beings are liars. And there is no reason for people to lie. I mean, if people wanna cover a reality that they don't like, if they are not liars, they wouldn't lie! So yeah, people lie because they're just being normal people. I am a liar too, relax!

2. Have u ever said, u'll never love again?
- Ermm.. Nope. But I did hope, "I hope I'll never fall in love.. I hope I'll never fall in love..I hope I'll never fall in love.."

3. Is there anything bothering u right now?
- Yea. It is actually "someone", not something. Anything he does, really bothers me a lot! I just wanna kill him. No joking, guys.

4. Is there something you wanna let go of?
- ermmmm.. yes, my boring leisure time. When I still went to school everyday, I felt like being tortured, and I would did anything to have holidays! Now, when i am free, I just don't know what to do! I just can't come up with some great ideas what to do. And believe it or not, I have been sitting here in front of my computer for approximately 8 hours!!!!

5. Do the old songs u had in ur past really remind u of the memories?
- Ermmm.. yea, some. Just some.

6. How important is "trust"?
- It is not really important to me. I don't know, maybe because I hardy trust someone? Wow, just realized that.

7. Do u believe in soul mates?
- Erkkk.. sorry to say.. YES.

8. How do u learn to forget?
- I don't know! There is a bunch of stupid things that I'd realy want to forget, but I just don't know how! I asked people how to forget stupid things that oftenly makes me feel shame of myself, and I got lots of weird answers, like 'keep yourself busy!' and 'sing when you remember it', etc, but belive me, none of them succed.

9. Is crying a sign of weakness?
- Yea! A real big YEA! Just admit it, when your enemy cries because of something that you do or say to him/her, don't you feel happy at least a bit? :-)

10. Why do u answer surveys?
- Agh! Don't ask me! I don't even know the answer! LOL

11. Do u always regret?
- YEESSSS!!! I think I have this kind of desease, Man! I always regret after buying things! I don't know why. Someone help me here!

12. Why is ur current ringtone, ur ringtone?
- A Well Respected Man - The Kinks

13. Do u believe that absence makes the heart grow fonder?
- What? no.

14. Do u believe that u have a guardian angel?
- Yea, I do. I do.

15. What will u do if u're stuck in the elevator with someone u don't like?
- According to what I watched in several movies, when the actor was stuck in the elevator, he always ran out of oxygen. So, I think I would kill that person I don't like to get more oxygen.
Yea, fiction much!!! Ha-ha-ha.

16. Have u ever wanted someone but u cant have him/her?
- Argh, yea. Cliché question laaah!!

17. Have u ever said 'i love u' but u lied?
- I never lie! *forget the answer number 1*

18. Would u ever want to go back to the past?
- Yes

19. Do u really wanna please everybody?
- No. Seriously.

20. Is waiting ever okay?
- No lah!

21. Right now, where do u wanna be?
- Anywhere but here.

22. When is enough, enough?
- I don't know. Totally lost.

24. What are you so sick and tired of?
- Being bored.

25. What made u smile today?
- Lotsa things that you don't really wanna know.

26. Is looking good important?
- Yea! Of course. You are what you look like.

27. Do u listen to love songs when ur down?
- No.

28. What are u thankful for?
- For having this superb life.

29. Do u agree that men are polygamous by nature?
- No.

30. Do u believe in forever?
- Nooo!! Nothing last forever.

31. What are ur plans for the weekend?
- Today is saturday, and I'm sitting exactly in front of my laptop. Great.

32. Do u say sorry first?
- Depends, but hardly ever.

33. Do u believe that married couples should still go out on a date?
- No comment.

34. Has someone promised u something and broke it?
- Yeaaa!!

35. Do you want to go out of the country?
- Superficially yes. >> I made that word. LOL. It means "of course lah!!"

36. Does the rain make u gloomy?
- Sometimes. The situation just gets so dramatic when rain falls down.

37. For now, what is the one thing that u want so bad?
- Money?

38. Wishing u were with the one you love?
- Yea. Who doesn't? Oh wait, lemme check my teeth and apply some wax into my messy hair first before youmeet me with someone I love. Dammid. My hair needs cutting so bad. When you meet me somewhere, it's not like I wanna try Robert Pattinson's messy hair, but it is just, I haven't cut it since a long time ago! Busy studying for the very final examinations! Once again, I never lie.

39. What advice can u give to someone..?
- I am the one who needs some advices!

HIGH SCHOOL IS SO 24 HOURS AGO..!!

2009-05-14T13:48:00.009+07:00

WOHOOOOOOOOOO!!!

I am officially free after going through 12 years of torture!!! Yes, I have always deemed that school is a torture. The homeworks, the tests, the studies, the everything just agonizingly burdened me so much!

But hey, I tried to look at the bright side, I mean, without school, I don't think I would be able to sit here, in front of my lovely laptop, typing and blogging. Without school, I wouldn't meet this bunch of autism people.

Ahhh.. I am so gonna miss them much. So gonna miss the teachers, the security, the canteens uncles and auties, miss the chairs, the tables, the whiteboards, the lousy ACs, and gonna miss the discriminative treatments. Ups!

So yesterday was literally the very last day of our torture. For celebrating it, we went crazy, like colouring our uniforms with pilox an spidols, taking pictures that we hope would be able to remember us all about that days in the future, and messing around the school.

We loved to do crazy and stupid things in school, and we just loved it. I must miss that kind of crazy things later. *OMG, MY MUSIC PLAYER PLAY "I'LL BE MISSING YOU - P.DIDDY" IN SHUFFLE!!! What a co-incident!*

Went to Mahatma Gandhi School for 6 years, for me, is a really long journey. From the first time I stepped my foot on its lobby, and I was like, "Wow, okay, this school is cool!". There are tons of stories. Plus, there is only one class for one year. So it was like, we were a bunch of stupid kids, grew up together, learnt lots of things together, met each other everyday, lived our lives together, until the time knocked our head and reminded us that we are in the last grade, and ready or not, we are about to separate soon.

But hell you guys, you might not be around my life later, but lemme tell you that I MUST BE AROUND YOUR LIFE FOREVERR!!
Shit, it sounds as though I were a terrorist or something. But yeah, I am sure you guys won't forget this Andreas Winfrey.

***

So I am having my holiday. No more school, no more wake-up call. Oh yeah, isn't it just as great as it is supposed to be? But here I am, doing nothing because I do really have nothing to do anymore, except praying for my examination result.

I am sure most of my friends are still sleeping by now, and I have no one to chat with on msn, or to hang out with. Oh ya, btw, I just re-activated my Twitter account again, so in case you wanna follow me, just click here :

Andreas Winfrey's Twitter

At the beginning, when Elvina asked me to sign up for Twitter, I wasn't interested at all, because I thought like I already had Facebook, and it was all the same with Facebook's status. But, yea, I finally changed my mind in the end. And not to mention, there are lots of hollywood-celebrity's twitters to follow, so yeah, I twitter again.

157.784.630 SECONDS LATER..!!

2009-05-10T13:10:00.003+07:00

Noah And the Whale - Five Years Time

Oh well in 5 years time, we could be walking round a zoo,
With the sun shining down over me and you,
And there'll be love in the bodies of the elephants too,
I'll put my hands over your eyes, but you'll peek through.

And there'll be sun, sun, sun- all over our bodies,
And sun, sun, sun- all down our necks,
And there'll be sun, sun, sun- all over our faces,
And sun, sun, sun- so what the heck.

'Cos I'll be laughing at all your silly little jokes,
And we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke,
All of those stupid little cigarettes and drink stupid wine,
'Cos it's what we needed to have a good time.

But it was fun, fun, fun- when we were drinking,
It was fun, fun, fun- when we were drunk,
And it was fun, fun, fun- when we were laughing,
It was fun, fun, fun- Oh it was fun.

(Break)

Oh well, I'll look at you and say:
It's the happiest that I've ever been.
And I'll say: I no longer feel I have to be James Dean.
And she'll say: Yeah well, I feel all pretty happy too,
and I'm always pretty happy, when I'm just kicking back with you.

And it'll be love, love, love- all through our bodies,
And love, love, love- all through our minds,
And it'll be love, love, love- all over her face,
And love, love, love- all over mine.

And though nearly all these moments are just in my head,
I'll be thinking about them, as I'm lying in bed,
And I know that really it might not even come true,
But in my mind, I'm having a pretty good time with you.

Oh, in 5 years time- I might not know you,
In 5 years time- we might not speak,
In 5 years time- we might not get along,
In 5 years time- you might just prove me wrong.

Last night I went karaoke-ing with my beloved friends. And this song seems to be our favorite song out of the bunch, simply because it just applies to our life-condition right now.

Well, as you guys already know that we are gonna be graduated, and automatically, we are gonna be separated by life soon.

Reminiscing about the days when we loved to do stupid things, when we used to be so silly and well, we are still silly till now tho. About the days when we easily got emotional, fought and tried to kill each other, learnt new things and joked around, gossiping, laughed our head off over someone fugly, and it was just, stupendous!

My greatest fear is my own future, I always afraid that my future is not gonna be like what I have expected. I don’t know, what will be doing five years later, what will have changed, and what problems will we be trying to solve.

Poeple say that high school never ends. And in university, you won’t get those kind of perfect friends like what you get in high school. But still, I am afraid that we wont be as close as now. Afraid that my life will not be as perfect as now.

Oh, in 5 years time- I might not know you,
In 5 years time- we might not speak,
In 5 years time- we might not get along,
In 5 years time- you might just prove me wrong.

SBY AS ONE OF WORLD'S MOST INFLUENTIAL PEOPLE ACCORDING TO TIME INTERNATIONAL MAGAZINE..!!

2009-05-02T22:13:00.006+07:00

I can't believe my eyes! OMG! I am so proud!

Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono, The President of my beloved county, INDONESIA is one of WORLD'S MOST INFLUENTIAL PEOPLE ACCORDING TO TIME INTERNATIONAL MAGAZINE!!!!

The 2009 TIME 100
Complete List

Leaders & Revolutionaries
Edward Kennedy
Gordon Brown
Christine Lagarde
Thomas Dart
Avigdor Lieberman
Joaquín Guzmán
Nouri al-Maliki
Hillary Clinton
Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono
Boris Johnson
Norah al-Faiz
Elizabeth Warren
Paul Kagame
Nicolas Sarkozy
Angela Merkel
Wang Qishan
Xi Jinping
David McKiernan
Ashfaq Kayani
Barack Obama

Builders & Titans
The Twitter Guys
T. Boone Pickens
Ted Turner
Tessa Ross
Carlos Slim
Brad Pitt
Meredith Whitney
Suze Orman
Lauren Zalaznick
Timothy Geithner
Nandan Nilekani
Stella McCartney
Jamie Dimon
Sheila Bair
moot
Alexander Medvedev
Alan Mulally
Robin Chase
Jack Ma
Bernie Madoff

Artists & Entertainers
Rush Limbaugh
M.I.A.
Sam and Dan Houser
Kate Winslet
Werner Herzog
William Kentridge
Penélope Cruz
Lang Lang
John Legend
Elizabeth Diller and Ricardo Scofidio
Gustavo Dudamel
Jeff Kinney
Tavis Smiley
The View
Zac Efron
Tina Fey
Tom Hanks
Jay Leno
A.R. Rahman
Judith Jamison

Heroes & Icons
Michelle Obama
Chesley B. Sullenberger
Richard Phillips
Seth Berkley
Michael Eavis
Leonard Abess
Hadizatou Mani
Rick Warren
Van Jones
Somaly Mam
Rafael Nadal
Suraya Pakzad
Jeff Bezos
Tiger Woods
George Clooney
Brady Gustafson
Sister Mary Scullion
Oprah Winfrey
Sarah Palin
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Scientists & Thinkers
Nouriel Roubini
Amory Lovins
Jon Favreau
Dambisa Moyo
Dan Barber
Yoichiro Nambu
Roland Fryer
Martin Lindstrom
Barbara Hogan
David Sheff
Steven Chu
Paul Krugman
Connie Hedegaard
Daniel Nocera
Stephan Schuster and Webb Miller
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Do you want to know how the heaven SBY could be one of TIME MAGAZINE's WORLD'S MOST INFLUENTIAL PEOPLE? Click the link beneath:

SUSILO BAMBANG YUDHOYONO by Anwar Ibrahim

This is exactly what we want, Sir!
And we still nedd more than this.
We want more prosperity.

*proud*

YOU HAVE BEEN UPDATED..!!

2009-05-02T10:48:00.005+07:00

UAN IS OVEEEERRRR!!!

Hey, it has been a while since my last post, well, you know why, right? Yes, the UAN thingies was going on!!! But to be frank, that was not the main reason tho. The main reason was actually my internet connection was over limited (again). So, yeah.

Well, after going through years of torture, and after struggling with math for 13 years (from kindergarten to high school), finally, Ujian Akhir National (UAN) is officially OVER! Maaaannn!!! I don’t know what to feel, should I be nervous until they declare the result, or should I feel happy, or should I feel released? I don’t know, but one thing for sure, I THINK I NAILED THE UAN!! Yey!!!

There are lots of funny stories about UAN. One of them is the invigilators. I didn’t expect they would be that... Erm, ~~weird~~ unique. LOL

One of them loved to pick her nose.

One of them had Dora d’explorer’s hairstyle, but her face-shape was as square as Spongebob’s.

One of them loved to sleep when she was in charge.

One of them just looked like one of my teachers.

One of them loved to play with her laptop when she is looking after the examination.

One of them forgot to turn off his mobile phone. When he was in charge, someone called him, and then he got out of the class, and there were no invigilators at all in the class because another one was also outside. And yeah, I am sure you could guess what we did in that rare opportunity.

They were nice. Okay, one of them was really freakin strict tho, yeah, the one with Dora’s hairstyle and Spongebob’s face-shape. But I would like to thank to all of the invigilators for invigilating us that strict!! *If they happened to read this blog*

The questions were not as hard as the try outs, whereas my brains were about to explode when I studied for the UAN itself!!

I have another story.
I almost failed the UAN! I used the wrong pencil! So, my mom bought me these 1 pencil package for UAN, there were 2 pencils included. And I didn’t know that one of the pencil was actually HB! So I did my Bahasa Indonesia Examination with the HB one, which I was supposed to do it with 2B, otherwise the answers wouldn’t be able to be scanned onto the computer! Until I wondered why the pencil was not as bold as usual, and when I checked, that was a HB pencil! Then I redid it! Haish. Almost.

I hope everything is going to be fine, the UAN. I hope all of this year’s students will pass the UAN 100%. God, I surrender! We did our best, now is all about our lucks and God. So I still need your prayers, guys! Wish us the best of luck!!!!

***

RESCUE MANOHARA..!!

This plight has recently been a big rumor. For you who still don’t have any idea who or what ‘MANOHARA’ is, lemme brief you on her.

So, Manohara is actually a name! Yes, I told you that because at the first time I heard a host of an infotainment gossip on TV gossipin about her, I was like, what the hell is that? And then I figured out that it was actually a name of a beautiful Indonesian model. The rumor said that when she was still 16 year old, her mother forced her to get married to this old King of Malaysia, so automatically the marriage turned Manohara out to be the Queen. When I typed ‘King’ and ‘Queen’, I really meant it. Yes.

And after a few years had elapsed, her mother nudged Indonesia, telling people that she found out that her daughter is being abused (sometimes I heard “sexually abused”) by the KING. Manohara is not allowed to meet her mother, so now the mother keeps her nose to the grindstone in order to set Manohara free from her golden cage. Wow. Wow.

I mean, c’mon lah, you just can’t forbid a mother from seeing her daughter. It is not about a relationship between The Queen or King with the poor and brittle citizen, it is about a relationship between a mother and her daughter!

But I personally think that it is also the mother’s mistake, why did she ‘sell’ her own daughter anyway, like what I heard on TV? It is just agonizingly horrible, if it is true. Besides, Manohara was still 16 when she got married! She was still underage at that time, how could the mother just let her married at that age? Or was it because her son-in-law was a king?

So it is like everyday, when I am at a loose end, and turn my TV on, I always find them gossipin about Manohara again again and again, as though it would help Manohara to get her freedom. And not just grubby gossip infotainments who discuss this plight, but also the news!

At the end of this petty section, I would like to let you guys know that Manohara doesn’t look like a normal teenage girl at her age! I was shocked when I knew that she was still around 18 or 20 something by now, I thought she was 30 something already!!!!!

***

FUCK SPEEDY..!!

I use this stupid internet ISP. Like what I said before, If only there was any other internet ISP in my living area, I would totally change my internet ISP!!! Speedy sucks, man! At the beginning, I was a little bit satisfied with everything that they offered. But as the time goes by, IT TURNED OUT SUCK!! Dammid. My connection keeps on disconnected and cannot be connected again! Everytime I call the costumer service (with full of efforts, because it is soooooo freaking hard to be able to speak with the costumer service), they only say “We are sorry; maybe there is any technical error occurs. Please try to connect again later.”

Duh! I hate it so much. Not only me, but there are lots of people who also hate this shabby internet connection.

Need proofs? Okay:

SPEEDY SUCKS

Everybody is complaining!!

So for you who are planning on using this despicable internet connection, THINK AGAIN! Speedy is only capable of turning you to be a craphanger! No like no like!

OGH! FUCK YOU SPEEDY! Sucks sucks sucks. It took 2 days for me to be able to connect to the internet! Everytime I called the customer service, they all just talked bullshit, telling me to check the modem, ping my laptop, and all but it all was useless!

It is like I had not been able to connect to the internet for almost 3 weeks, because was overlimited, so I had waited so long for the new month, but in the new month, surprisingly and stupidly, I couldn’t connect to the internet as well. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! I hate speedy so much.

FASTNET PLEASE COME TO MY LIVING AREAAAAAA!!! WE WANT YOU. WE WANT YOU. WE WANT YOU. AND LET’S MAKE SPEEDY GO BANGKRUPT.

Let’s make the customer services be unemployed, because they just can do nothing but ordering us to do some shitty things with our modems and our computers, and they are just gonna tell you that you won’t be able to connect to the internet for 3x24 hours!!!! (3 days! And yesh, when one of the customer services told me that, I was like “WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!”). They hardly ever answer your call, you have to put you greatest patience and put your greatest efforts. I dunno whether they are busy eating tons of cheap potato-chips while they are working, so that they don’t answer your call or they are just afraid of people complaining or there are too much people complaining on the phone-line! OH SPEEDY SUCKS!

SPEEDY, YOU ARE NOW OFFICIALLY ON THE TOP OF MY ABHOR-LIST.
Stop persuading people to use you because they are just gonna be driven crazy by your stupidity.
For the 6th time: SPEEDY SUCKS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YOU TELL ME..!!

2009-04-05T16:31:00.005+07:00

Agh, finally, the PRA-UAS thingies are over. Now is time for us to be nervous; to go to the church or temple or wherever it is your religion order you to go to; to start to countdown; to practice to bitch over the invigilator; to see the psyciather; and of course, the most important thing : to brainstorm the cheating strategies.

And finally also, it is a new month! Means: I can connect to the internet again! Eventho my internet connection sucks as hell! If there was any other internet connection in my living area, I would absolutely change the connection 100%! I use this stupid connection (I am so not gonna type the name), they convince everybody that the speed is so freakin fast, and the payment is so freakin cheap, and bla bla bla. But actually it keeps on disconnected. And I abhor it.

But anyway, back to the school things. Have you ever felt like hurt by someone? Felt like you have done something seriously and you feel like you deserve to get the result well, but people doubt it?

Well, this is what happened to me:

I admit it that I abhor Math subject, and my math marks is not really good, I meant, it actually depends on my mood and my luckiness, sometimes it is good, sometimes it is just like goat's shits. And trough out this 'UAN syndrome', I have been studying math preety hard, and I got 9,25 on my latest math-try out.

And when my math teacher was giving me my result paper, she directly asked, "How many numbers did you ask for the answer?"

It is such a huge WOW

I did NOT ask for the answer at all! Maybe yes on another subject, but not on math. I even ran against time until the invigilator order me to submit the paper. How on earth was I able to ask for the answer anyway, I sat directly right in front of the invigilator at that time! Haishhh...

But, wish me luck anyway, guys. I really need your prayers in order to be able to pass the very final exams, so I can reach the University's gate. Amen.

***

Another topic.

I kinda concern about children nowadays. I mean, not just because todays babies are even cuter than ever, but the future is in the palm of their hands. They will decide what will they do with our graves. They will decide whether they want to continue the world's living or not. But I feel like todays children somehow turn out to be much more crazy.

My English teacher once gave me this shocking news :

Boy Becomes a Father at 13

How come. But something more surprising, when my english teacher was opening the link in front of the class, the girls in my class said, "Ah, of course the girl wanted to have his baby, he is cute and handsome! I also want to have his baby!"
And then I was dazzled for seconds. Is it me or them being crazy?

And then like a few weeks ago, when I was hanging out with my friends, I passed by this children's playing area. And I found this little girl, playing a game, she shouted happily and jumped, and looked so excited. First, I looked at her, I thought she was kinda cute and funny, but when I looked closer, I saw her playing HOUSE OF THE DEATH.

She was sitting quitely when I took the pic. But after I took that pic, she stood up again, and then jumped again, while she was excitedly killing the zombies. Too bad I did not see her expression when she was killing the zombies. But I just can't imagine if she happened to show off her evilish face with evilish smirk when she shot the zombies.

And there is another girl yesterday, when I was in one of playing zone. I starred at this babysitter and girl for moments:

Dunno why, but I think she just looks too extreme, doesn't she? lol
Moreover, the babysitter also supports her to stand right there! And my God, you have to see her when she threw the ball to the stupid hole of the winnie the pooh. She was so lebay and extreme! I just couldn't control myself from taking some pics.

***

Another another topic.

Well, on the 9th of April, I am going to have my first 'contreng' for the Indonesian legislative election. To be frank, I am so freakin sick with all of their campaigns, posters, banners, and lame promises on Jakarta's streets, TV advertisements, and all. Like, I dunno, most of them don't look like they deserve to sit on the Indonesian politic seats. I personally think that most of them are not qualified enough. Oh yeah, I can hear you saying, "Don't judge the book by its cover". But believe me, I do judge a book from it's cover (I am so not gonna buy a thick book with an extremely ugly model on the cover of the book). And this is about Indonesian lives. This is about us. And I somehow just can't vote for an unqualified person, can I?

I love watching politic debates. I mean it. But I think politic is actually a good thing to watch, but not a good thing to fall yourself into. I just love to know what they are going to reply to one's questions, and how they usually slander other competitors. Sounds so bitchy, and I like it.

But until now, I still don't know who to vote. I mean, Jakarta's streets are now full and look so trashy with their posters and campaigns, and all, but they don't seem to convice me at all.

Hope someone can bring some changes that we really need.

***

I would like to offer my biggest condolences for the tragedy of Situ Gintung. Hope there won't be another bad things happen again.

video credit to : Wongbruno.

***

I was going to end this blog entry. But I was shocked by someone on msn.

ChubbsTeR says: ngapain lO?
Me : nulis blog
ChubbsTeR says: aduh
ChubbsTeR says: cowo nulis blog

Man, nothing is wrong with it. If you wanna make your own blog, don't hesitate yourself to.

QUESTIONS..!!

2009-03-18T20:19:00.004+07:00

15:30
Again, I am sittin here alone at the outskirt of the school's basketball field, waitin for my driver to pick me up. And I have no one to talk to, so yeah, I'd rather type something for my blog, than sittin here, waiting for those kids who are playing basketball to kill me with the ball.

This kinda moment left me thinking: Can I Have This Exact Moment after I graduated?

Like, you know, sittin alone, watching people passing by me, vacanting, and feeling the air kicking the top of my hair..

Will I get busy with my University's stuffs? Will I even still be able to sit alone and do nothing? What will I be doing this time next year? Will I be wearing black or white or blue shirt? Will I be listening to my playlist like what I am doing right now? Will I be wondering about my future?

Too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

And, ah yeah, something happened to my friend's heart today.

I am thinking, why do people tend to love someone who never loves us back? Why do people tend to think that those 'someone' is the perfect pair for us, but actually they don't think so? Why are people so stupid to play with a game called LOVE? Why are people so stupid to love someone who they even hate for sure?

Again, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

I hate it when people take pride in doing something that we can't do, or we just don't have any chances to do it.

Do they feel happy because they think that we envy them? Are they proud of doing it because they just wanna make us feel bad? Do they keep smirking at us just because they love to do their things, or because they wanna show us that they are better than us?
Don't they know that even most people think that they are not as good as they think they are? Don't they even think about it? Or can't they think about it?

Well, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

When I was eating at one of Pizza Restaurants this afternoon with my friends, I frankly said that sometimes I envy my friend's life, because her life looks so perfect and flawless.

Do other people also feel the same? Do you sometimes or once feel the same? Is it a sin, for wanting what other's have? Does God has something to do with it? Why didn't God switch our lives with her/his life? Does he/she want to swith his/her life with us as well?

Yeah, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

One of my bestfriends keeps looking for a good 'GF' for him. He keeps on asking me whether I have a beautiful and perfect friend for him or not.

You know, I oftenly hear that God creates us to have a partner in this life. But if so, why do we keep on looking for our love? Why do we keep on flirting and bitching around? Why do we look for the best partner to spend the rest of our life with?

Okay, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

STOP BLOGGING @ 16:55

***

17:30
I continued blogging.
I had been asking my mom and my driver to pick me up since 3 o'clock, and I found out that it was almost 5 already. MANN!! I HAD BEEN WAITING FOR 2 HOURS. I called my mom and my driver, but they didn't answer the call.

So I decided to go home by myself, rather than waiting for my mom until there is a fungi growing on my skin. And because being at home makes me sick, I went to my friend's home.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT!! Yeah,, my mom scold me. Dammid. I meant, she let me wait at school ALONE (no students left anymore but me) for 2 hours, and why the hell is she mad at me just because I went home by myself?

Why do parents always think that they are the right one? Or why do MY parents think that way? Why do my parents can't be like another ideal parents? Why do I always be the wrong one and the underdog one? Why do parents always stay in one tenet and never ever gonna change it? And why can't we live without our parents? Why do we have to love our parents like what God orders us to? Why do I love my parents? Why do my parents suck?

Aaaahh, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

And now I realized. Why do I ask lots of questions? Do people want to read this post? Is there anyone who will voluntarily give me the answers anyway? Would people give this post some comments? Do people like what I've written? Do you?

Finally, too many things to think about, but our lives are just too short, right?

***

THEY LOVE ME ANYWAY..!!

2009-03-07T10:51:00.006+07:00

After getting through lots of mockeries, satires, and all, I realized that there are still many people out there who love me and care of me because I have been who I really am, and I do not transform myself into someone who I am not.

They love me because I have been the real Rafael Alfonsus Andreas Winfrey. They accept me whatever I do, whatever I look like, whatever I say, whatever I blog, whatever I whatever.

Yesterday, I got my encounter class, and when my teacher checked my manual
book, he asked me, "Ow, you haven't done this one?"

I looked at it and answered, "Oh yea, I didn't do it because I thought It was "just for
fun" section, and It is not a mandatory to do, so, ermm.. yeah, I didn't do that
one."

He take off his eyeglasses and look at me. He said, "Do you know what is
the most important thing in life?"

And I was like, "Errmmm.. I don't know..." I bit my lower lip.

And then he asked another student, and those student answered, "Erm,
Happiness, I think.."

"Exactly!" He exclaimed. "Now, Andreas, how old are you?"

"Seventeen, Sir!"

"Okay, How long will you be seventeen then?"

"A year?"

"Yes, a year! When is your birthday?"

"The seventh of August, Sir."

"Okay, so less than 6 months, you won't be 17 anymore, right? This moment,
this 17 moment is a perfect moment for you to get those happiness! You won't be 17 anymore after the
7th of August. So do whatever you wanna do! Do for you happiness!! Do anything just for fun!"

And after that, I did the "Just for fun" homework.

What my teacher said left me wondering. He agreed that the most important thing in life is happiness. And 17 is the perfect moment to get the perfect happiness. So, connecting to the case that Iam struggling with: I blog because I love to do it. I blog because everytime I publish a new post and get lots of comments from lots of my readers, and satisfied with the numerous number of my blog's visitors, I get that happiness. This blog makes me happy. And my blog's lovers perk me up and reassuring me.

As most of you already know that I have been hated by some people, especially in my school, for like about more than anyone could imagine. They love to turn me down, they love to make fun of me, they love to mock me, but you know what, they failed. Their words don't even reach my outer ears.

One of my teachers whom I adore and respect so much once came up to me, and asked me, "Andreas, I salute you because you are still able to keep on remaining cool and still be able to smile after getting through all this, eventho people love to mock you and turn you down. How could you do that?"
And then, I smiled.

Last year, when I was choosen to be The Ketua Osis (Students Body President), People hate me evenmore. They loved to mock me even more often, deeper, and more excruciating. But hey, I have learnt how to close my ears, my eyes, how to take a deep breath and exhale it. I have learnt how to remain cool and stand still in the middle of mockeries and haters.

After this blog getting more famous than I thought it would be, here came lots and lots and lots of haters. They love to throw stupid and torturing comments. They seem like they don't like whatever I do,whatever I blog. They don't even like me because I have been who I really am. They don't like me sharing my life with my friends through my blog. It is like, if you don't like reading my blog, why would do read my blog again and again and again? Remember this, I have been myself, whether you like it or not. And I am not changing.

And I am not such a coward chicken who hides behind the "anonymous" name.

But thank you, you made me even tougher. I love you, my haters. Really.

And it is like, you know, I started to wonder:

I am famous because people hate me, or people hate me because I am famous?

Better think it later.

So back to the topic, I changed my Facebook status to know what people think about me, and surprisingly, I got some supporting comments:

Seems like I am not wrong to be born, because somehow, I have been helping people to make their lives evenmore meaningful. And seems like I am not disgusting as well. And from our point of views, we think that someone out there is the disgusting one.

"Let go" is the ultimate mantra. I am not falling into this stupid valley, and I will keep on being myself, keep on blogging, and I don't care at all whether you like it or not, because my loved ones wants me to keep on being my self, being who I have been. And why would I change myself into someone I don't know and make my loved ones dissapointed just because this "perfect" people?

I thank you for giving me such a deadly comments because I can get tougher and you guys make my life even more colourful and believe it or not, I am trying so hard to be a better person, but still being myself.

Ogh, I LOVE YOU MY HATERS!!!

p.s : I import this post from my blog and I export this post to my facebook's note. So, erm, for you who read tis post on my facebook's note and think you like it, please visit my original blog here : http://www.rafaelalfonsusandreaswinfrey.blogspot.com/. thanks.

FUCKY..!!

2009-03-04T20:53:00.005+07:00

Oh yeah.. YEAH..!!

Finally, I have something to blog about. (Since I had been brainstorming what I should come up with on the next post). This unimportant 'shitty thing' came up from 'someone' who DOES really exist in this world. (Okay, I just wanna make things be even clearer, because most of you might think that the person that I am talking about doesn't exist, since he/she is NOT famous enough to be talked about before).

And because I don't wanna give a clue whether that person is a girl or a boy or the combination of 'em, let’s just call her/him with 'THE SCUM'.

Seems like this shitty scum doesn't like me, because she/he thinks that I have been someone really annoying and nosy and whatever to her/him or her/his friends. It is like, for good thing or the opposite, I can always pull the red line :

I HAVE REALLY BEEN WHO I REALLY AM.

I am not like you, who have been trying so hard to be somebody else that is not you. Who have been trying so hard to fit in in the middle of somewhere that you don't belong to. Who have been trying so hard to be seemed as if you existed, but actually you are not. Are you satisfied to be someone else that is not you? And do you think that you are that good? Orrr.. are you even think tha you look SIMILAR with that person? HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA. Cmon, we know that you don't. You don't, at all.

You want people to look at their reflection on the mirror.

OH CAN'T YOU LOOK YOURSELF AT THE MIRROR FIRST? CAN'T YOU LOOK THE INSIDE OF YOU FIRST BEFORE YOU ORDER SOMEONE TO DO SO? OR SHOULD I ASK YOU : HOW MANY MIRRORS HAVE YOU BROKEN?

fucky!!

And I am not like you, who talk someone you hate on their backs, good if you are bitchy enough like me, but it seems like you are not. Ogh, you are so not in my level.

Do you think plagiazer like you deserve enough to call other a 'copycat'?

IF YOU THINK MY EARS AREN'T DAMAGED BY YOUR SHOUTS, I AM SO GONNA SHOUT IN FRONT OF YOUR EARS.

OVERACTING. That is you.

OVERREACTING. That is what I am gonna do.

Agh! Okay, if you act as if I were not the one that you are talking about. Then you should know that you are not the one who I am talking about.

I AM IN MY OWN WORLD, AND THIS IS MY WORLD. SO STOP TRYING TO PLAGIARIZE MY WORLD.

P.S : If you don't like me or my writing, talk to me face to face. Not through anything stupid.

AM I A LOSER?

2009-02-23T15:38:00.002+07:00

So today something happened to me at school and those thing somehow made me felt like I was such a loser. Errmm.. People always say 'failure is a postponed success'. Yes, I know, but where is the success? I had been looking for the success since forever but it wasn't there, it is never there, you know.

It felt like you had sacrifice anything to achieve what you wanted, and the situation and all seemed to support you. They promised you anything, but actually it was just a pie in the sky. You pin all your hopes on them. They said yesyes and yes, but actually they left you high and dry. Until you realized that you had raced against time, and you finaly dead in the water. Albeit, you knew that you even sacrifice your last breath to achieve it.

And that thing also made me wanted to ~~kill someone~~ share it with you guys.

Now, suddenly I am mused.
I think loser is not the one who doesn't get what he wants. Loser is not the one who gets slap by the reality on the face. And loser is not the one who falls from the highest.

Loser is the one who never gets up after falling from the highest. Loser is the one who plagiarizes other. Loser is the one who feels humiliated to apologize. Loser is the one who lacks of knowledge. And loser is the one who never tries.

OH YA!

LOSER IS ALSO THE ONE WHO USES OTHER!!
mothertheresiadammit!

My life is like them, in this picture :

They sacrifice their lives, just to clean up the mess that is not made by them. But, do people know their names? Do people even care abo0ut them? Do people think that they are special?
And when the case is like this, people only know about the owner of the buildng. People only care about the owner of the building. People only think that the owner is the special one.
Not them.

You got the point that I mean?? Nice.

***

So this is what happened to my blog's hater :

Okay. I forgive you. But, could you jus not to make a mess on my blog anymore? Because it's like, you know, I just, I don't wanna talk to a gamy hag like you anymore. So, if you think you don't like my blog, why would you waste you energy to read and visit and type and leave stupid comments on my blog?

Oooppss.. Did I just call you a gamy hag? Okay, My bad.

***

There is a new hot ~~gossip~~ accident in my school that finally made my friend got suspended. LOL. Haaaaahhhh.. I don't know, there are lots of words in my mind, but I don't think I should burst it out, because that is not my problem, and the case has been closed anyway. I mean, okay, the case might have been closed, but do you think the conflict between the two sides would be stopped as well? Errrmm.. I was going to type 'I don't think so' but I thought it would be too much.

Ooopps.. Did I finally typed 'I don't think so?' LOL *eyesroll*

LATE..!!

2009-02-20T08:58:00.003+07:00

Example :
So, does a person who is suffered from influenza has to die like a person who is suffered from cancer does??

Well, at least, that is what happened to me! So I came late for the first time to school, and I was forced to do the push-ups for the exact times like another students who has been frequently coming late EVERYDAY do, that was 100 times!! Where is the JUSTICE?? It WASN'T fair!

Damidamidamidamidfuckitdamidmaid!!!

MAKE YOUR OWN PATHETIC-FAKE LIFE DRAMA FOR YOURSELF..!!

2009-02-18T19:29:00.001+07:00

WARNING!!!
This post is kinda unimportant and crusty. So lest you think you wouldn't like this post, you can just skip this post and go to the another posts.
Thanks.

Well, There is someone around me who flagrantly loves to make her life seems to be so drably dramatic to get lots of attentions out of it, yes, just to get attentions. And it makes her abhored by lots of people whom are reluctantly forced to pay a few attentions and give responses to her thingies.

She loves to act as if she was having a quarrel with her someoneidontcare on the phone, and speaks and yells very loudly, so that everyear would be able to hear her thingies. She also walks back and forth in front of her victims, and then she stops, waiting for you to give her your respons.

After that, she would change her facebookstatus, her private message on MSN, her friendstershoutout, and her everything about her thingies. She also would tell everybody about her tingies.

Mostly and especially, her tingies are drabful and unimportant to hear and has nothing to do with you. She just loves attentions and responses and fames.

She also tends to be so SKSD (Sok Kenal, Sok Deket) to everybody, and this is why most of my friends dislike her.

You know, I just don’t get it why. I meant, if you have problems or something, do you have to tell the world about it? Do you have not to have any secrets at all? Do you think people would be willingful to listen to all of your problems? Do you have to walk back and forth in front of people and speaks very loudly? Do you have to speak about your problems and secrets with someone you are not really close to?

Well, I admit it, I am a blogger, I blog almost everything. Almost. But not all, and I never force someone to know about my problems. I think you should just have a blog (like me) to share your thingies with people who are voluntarily want to hear your problems, instead of trying so hard to get attentions by doing that annoying things. So nosy people who want to know your thingies could just go to your blog and dig your problems, and for those who don’t, they don’t have to exploit their ears’ utilities by listening to your fake grumbling complaints.

That is not all.

You disgust me, that's why you must be hated.

UPDATING MY BLOG..!!

2009-02-17T15:49:00.007+07:00

Actually, I don't know what to talk about on this post, but remembering that it has been a long time since my last update, so i just wanted to post something. So erm, I am just gonna keep on typing.

Well, finally, I bought a new mobile phone (which was bought with MY OWN MONEY). I dropped my last piece of heart at Nokia E71white. When I was taking my money from the ATM Machine, I felt like my heart stopped beating, you know, I had been saving my own money by not buying meals from the school canteen and brought meals from home instead, since forever, and then I had to fly it away for Nokia E71.

But, hey, I think it is worth it! E71 is really worth buying! It has been really nice and good, and I hope it will always be as good as it has always been.

My Nokia E71 :

Nice phone, isnt it? It is as good as it look.

Oh yea, I also finally got my RGP (Rigid Gas Permeable), well, the synonim is actually : SEMI-HARD CONTACT LENSE. It is not as soft as the common normal softlense, it is SEMI-HARD lense, erm, it is ofcoursely harder than softlense. lol

It is also smaller than softlense, and it takes more than 3 weeks to adapt. My eyes really really really hurt at the first time, even I heard most people couldn't endure the pain (e.g : my brother). But hey, call me Andreas Winfrey!!

I am actually using my RGP right now, but for you guys, I would take it off and take a picture of it, and gonna show it to you. Wait.

See there, it is smaller than softlense, and it is made of glass, i meant it. It is made of glass, not plastic. No wonder now why it makes your eyes hurt and takes 3 weeks to adapt.

The RGP kit.

Sorry for the bad quality of the pictures, guys. I snapped those pics with my E71, but I haven't peeled off the Guard Plastic, so I think it makes the pictures look blur.

It might hurt your eyes and all, but the good things are RGP could decrease your cylinder, and it also could hold your minus, so your minus would not increase, if you get what I meant. And of course, RPG is healthier than softlense, it wouldn't damage your eyes like softlense does. And you can also not to take it off for days, isn't it amazing? So when you are too lazy to take it off from your eyes or in case you forget to take it off, it is okay. It is not disposable! You can use it for more than 10 years (IF you dont lose it or break it).

I am now feel more comfotable using it and belive me, THE WORLD HAS NEVER BEEN THIS BRIGHT!! I am not joking or hyperboling, it really does bright your vision.

Speaking of joking, I think I made a stupid jokes that end up with a fight between my friend and her lovely boyfriend. Oh, I am really really sorry and I would like to apologize profusely to you, someone!! I really didn't mean it at all and I wasn't planning to make you guys fight. And you know, I was just joking. Well, stupid me.

Again, I hope everything is going to be okay, okay?

Shit, I don't know why, I always get hungry after typing long words. So, starving half to death (again), gotta run!
Bye!

P.S : Should I stop typing long words to avoid myself from getting hungry, because I think I gained some weight back, and one of my friends told me so (Eventho most of my friends convinced me that I haven't gained any and still looks thin). Argh! Dammit.

FLASH..!!

2009-02-08T17:37:00.004+07:00

There are lots of things that I would like to share with you guys.

First, about NITENDO Wii.

Well, one of my bestfriends bought this cool Nitendo Wii. To be honest, I am not really fond of games and playing things (if you wonder why, simply because I suck at playing games, and when I lose the game once, then I wouldn’t wanna play it anymore). But this Nitendo Wii is different. It is a congenially amazing thing. Haaaaahhh,, I feel so lucky for having a friend who has a Nitendo Wii.

I would like to buy one for myself, but it is not my priority (since my current priority is to get a new mobilephone). And I think it is gonna be neglected anyway, knowing that I am gonna be struggling with my University stuffs soon, so, I had better not to buy one, unless it would be covered in dusts.

But, you can watch my video playing Wii to envy yourself. (Okay, I know I look so ‘Lebay’ there, but you should play first, then ask someone to record you playing it, then watch it, then I am sure that you will say that you are ‘lebay’ as well.)

*****

Second, about EVILS IN MY SCHOOL.

No no no. It’s not about the teachers, or the staffs, or the building, or the another section students, or you, or whosoever, so just relax, this blog is not gonna be banned again by someone, I assure you that, readerss!!!! LOL. (I tried not to be sarcastic but it seems like I couldn’t. LOL)

Don't wanna talk much about this, but just wanna tell you that in my world, all the fighting have to be sneaky (Yeah, I got that rakish quote from ‘MEAN GIRLS MOVIE’). And I don’t know why. I just don’t have the faintest idea why it has to be like that. And if you wonder how I could find out that there is a sneaky war happening in class right now, the answer is just because I am Andreas Winfrey.

Half of my soul thinks that it would be cooler and more appealing if we fought each other on the face (like slapping, and punching, and, tufting and scratching someone’s face till you leave lots of ostentatious marks on face), instead of stabbing someone from his/her back, but another half soul of mine thinks that it is a good bitchy fighting kind of way. But just good, not great........... yet. *eyeroll*

And please, don’t ask me who are these people, because I am not gonna leak it out.

Last word of this section : I am so proud of you guys, for being so ‘bitchy’. I like it. Keep it up!!! WELL DONE!! Yes yes yes! Woohoooooo! Plok! Plok! Plok!

*****

Third, about UJIAN AKHIR NASIONAL (UAN) or THE FINAL GOVERMENT'S EXAMINATION.

As the twelfth grade student, I am currently struggling with my school’s things. Lots of homeworks, lots of projects, lots of excersices, and all. Haaaaahh... Tiring.

I would like to ask you to wish me and my friends luck!! I hope all the twelfth grade students will be able to pass the exam greatly, and able to continue our study in University. Yeyy!!

Starving half to death, gotta run! byee..

HACKER = SHIT..!!

2009-02-02T20:20:00.003+07:00

Well, I don't know whether this is a good news for you or a bad news, but MY FACEBOOK ACCOUNT GOT HACKED BY A SAPPY SIMPLETON!
He/She/ It changed my status and untag some of my photos.

Take a look at the highlight :

"Andreas is Moto-moto..I like the chunky."
Is that all you could do to my status? If I were you, I would type something better and funnier, like "Andreas would gouge my eyeballs" or "Andreas fucks his dogs everynight" or "Andreas licked his own asshole and found it interesting and yummy."
That means, you are too stupid to be a hacker!

"Andreas is na na na."
Your mom sings that song for you? nana nannanana? Get a real life.

Actually there are some more stupidness that you did. But I am not gonna show them here.

Damn you, Nincompoop!

First I knew that I was hacked, I tried to over it, and forgave you. But when I noticed that you were trying to play with me for the second time, well, all I could do probably was just changed my password. And you know, it was even easier than cut your mother's thumbs with my art teacher's cutter.
But IF you dared to play with me again, and IF I could find out who you are, you know I've got lots of diabolical ideas that could be happened to you.

Oh, no, I am not threatening you, because I am stupid and all I can do is just log into someone's facebook account, then change their status and untag their photos, and maybe, delete all their account or whatever.

Just hack me for billion times, and lemme tell you that you waste your ~~time~~ life. Because I'm just gonna try to not to care anymore.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR..!!

2009-01-27T14:11:00.001+07:00

Hey there, everyone. I would like to wish you a very Happy Chinese New Year!

Gong Xi Fat Chai. Ang Pao Na Lai.

(Okay, I am not really fond of Mandarin Language, but I do really understand those two sentences, especially the last one. LOL)

Here is a drawing that I personally made myself as my Art Project:

Yes, I know, it looks like shit. I am not an expert of drawing. I’m just an expert of bitching.

When first my Art teacher ordered us to draw anything we wanted about Chinese New Year, (I don’t know why) The first thing that came into my mind was just a figure of a girl with a messy hair. So, I just drew what was in my mind.
And when I was about to finish, I took a look at my friends’ drawing. And I was flabbergasted. Their drawings were soooo Chinese (and amazingly beautiful)! They drew Chinese ornaments, dragons, Shios, and all! And mine is just a figure of a girl, with a messy hair.

Crap..!!

Okay, about the Angpao now. I never count how much I got, okay I count it, but I always appreciate how much it is, but when I compared mine to my friends’ this morning :

Me : “How much did you get this year?”
My Friend : “Almost 2 million Rupiahs.”
Me : “Errkk.. Okay.”

Me : “How much did you get this year?”
My Another Friend : “More than 1, well, almost 2 million Rupiahs.”
Me : “Wow!”

Me : “How much did you get this year?”
My Another Another Friend : “About 3,5 million Rupiahs.”
Me : “...”

To be frank, Mine didn’t even reach 1 Million Rupiah.
Ah, but who cares about money, anyway? LOL

I felt like this year’s Chinese New Year celebration was different. I don’t know why, I felt like this year, most of Indonesian, even if they are Chinese or Non-Chinese, they participated in celebrating the Chinese New Year. And I am happy for it. Or was it just me? Erkk..

OMG, posting about Chinese New Year makes me feel like a complete Chinese. LOL. Well, jfyi, I am not 100% chinese. Well, i've got a Chinese descent, but actually I am a Pure Indonesian-Chinese-Dutch descent.

But anyway, once again,I would like to wish you a very Happy Chinese New Year!

Gong Xi Fat Chai.

and not to be forgotten,

Ang Pao Na Lai.

INFLUENZA ROCKS..!!

2009-01-24T20:49:00.002+07:00

Daym.

I got this influenza thing and it's painfully killing me so much! I hope I will be able to stand this or otherwise, I would kill myself by putting all of this bunch of snot tissues in my mouth till i wouldn’t be able to breathe. Okay, it sounds like a fiction, but I never joke.

I can barely breath, Man! It’s killing me. I wish I had another breathing organ besides my big nose. And my voice, it sounds more like Gorilla’s fart. I can’t say ‘M’, ‘N’, and ‘Ng’. My tears keep on dropping from my eyes. AND I CAN BARELY BREATHE! Oh, did I say that before already?

I waste 4 rolls and 3 packs of tissue. Again, I am NOT joking. See this pics below:

What should I do to get rid of this flu? And hey, good news for you. I CANT BREATH! Oh, yea! Did i mention about it before already?

ANDREAS IS..??

2009-01-21T16:09:00.003+07:00

I had just finished having my break when I found this ugly handwriting.

Andreas is (according to one of my ~~bitches~~ friends, Elvina):

~ MANIPULATIVE CONTROLLING MIND FREAK.
~ A BITCH IN A HIGH MAINTENANCE WAY.
~ A GOOD SPEAKER.
~ A GOOD FRIEND.
~ WEIRD IN A WONDERFUL WAY.

Oh, should I thank you, or should we start a war? huh?