Well, it's been a little while since my last post.
My undergraduate thesis acted like 3 months baby girl to me. You know what I mean.
But thank God, now I've got another 3 months baby girl. Her name is Unemployed.
So this little baby girl keeps whining all the time forcing myself to look for her father. Yeah. What a life.
Let's straight to the point.
For those who have met me in real life, I am sure you do see the condition of one of my front tooth. For those who have met me and have talked to my father at least two times, I am sure you do know how I always feel regarding to that front tooth condition. For those who are luckier, I am sure you know how that front tooth ended up that way.
Yesterday, a company called me for an interview. SO today, I decided to go to the dentist. I don't have enough money to choose the best choice the doctor gave. I could only choose the not-so-good-but-good choice which allows me to survive in this "new return" for max. 2 months. But that's okay. I am so sure I can choose the best choice very soon.
You probably think: What for?. You probably feel: are you serious? mek sak mene tok a mentalmu?
I don't give a fuck of what you think and/or feel.
"Hahaha untune pothol on" (that's how my friends expressed their happiness a day after I got that fucking accident)
"untumu gak iso biasa ae a yo?"
"mesem.o ae sas, ojok ngguyu. Ayuan mesem awakmu. Temenan a"
Those are only 3 out of hundred statements I always get in 22 years.
You probably think, "ya udah sih ngapain juga ditanggepin/makan ati" or "halah kan mek guyon"
Oh lol! Hey dude, talk is cheap.
Whatever you think of me, I can only say, you know nothing about me. I am so sure you can't be as strong as I am. You can't even be as steady as I am. Let me be arrogant. Because you will never understand me. You know nothing about what I feel.
When you claim that you do understand me, you're gonna comprehend when I say "I do this, because I want to get back to my real self. I am so tired of being this fake person"
When you read this post, you are a family of mine. You are a close friend of mine. You are the best friend of mine.
When you consider yourself as my truly family and/or best friend and/or close friend, you're gonna understand..that I am apparently that exhausted, fragile...and terrible.
My undergraduate thesis acted like 3 months baby girl to me. You know what I mean.
But thank God, now I've got another 3 months baby girl. Her name is Unemployed.
So this little baby girl keeps whining all the time forcing myself to look for her father. Yeah. What a life.
Let's straight to the point.
For those who have met me in real life, I am sure you do see the condition of one of my front tooth. For those who have met me and have talked to my father at least two times, I am sure you do know how I always feel regarding to that front tooth condition. For those who are luckier, I am sure you know how that front tooth ended up that way.
Yesterday, a company called me for an interview. SO today, I decided to go to the dentist. I don't have enough money to choose the best choice the doctor gave. I could only choose the not-so-good-but-good choice which allows me to survive in this "new return" for max. 2 months. But that's okay. I am so sure I can choose the best choice very soon.
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| see the strange thing? |
You probably think: What for?. You probably feel: are you serious? mek sak mene tok a mentalmu?
I don't give a fuck of what you think and/or feel.
"Hahaha untune pothol on" (that's how my friends expressed their happiness a day after I got that fucking accident)
"untumu gak iso biasa ae a yo?"
"mesem.o ae sas, ojok ngguyu. Ayuan mesem awakmu. Temenan a"
Those are only 3 out of hundred statements I always get in 22 years.
You probably think, "ya udah sih ngapain juga ditanggepin/makan ati" or "halah kan mek guyon"
Oh lol! Hey dude, talk is cheap.
Whatever you think of me, I can only say, you know nothing about me. I am so sure you can't be as strong as I am. You can't even be as steady as I am. Let me be arrogant. Because you will never understand me. You know nothing about what I feel.
When you claim that you do understand me, you're gonna comprehend when I say "I do this, because I want to get back to my real self. I am so tired of being this fake person"
When you read this post, you are a family of mine. You are a close friend of mine. You are the best friend of mine.
When you consider yourself as my truly family and/or best friend and/or close friend, you're gonna understand..that I am apparently that exhausted, fragile...and terrible.
