Post #451 Gather Round, Gather Round

long time no see eh bloggieeesss? i don’t have any excuse or denial but i’ve been cheating on my baby…

…with tumblr

i made a tumblr account a few months ago, and it’s been inactive since, because i was frustated with twitter (it’s only microblogging! i need to macroblog from my phone!) and then i realized that my blackberry supports tumblr, so hell yeah why not, right?

it’s actually easy to use, on the dashboard you can, like, practically choose what you want to post and just bang bang, voila there goes your post. very convenient. and it works like a giant form of twitter! you can reblogged (it’s like retweeting) and you can heart the posts of others. you follow and become a follower of fellows tumblr-ers and bang, you go international!

i’ve had so many dreams and  wishes when i was little and it keeps changing like a buddha reincarnation cycle, one of ‘em is being a writer and i think, at least for myself, i already got that.

i’ve said this to myself a thousand times and once yesterday to abieza, i have a purpose to write and certain post are dedicated to certain friends or big men in the parliament, big daddy J, presidents; THEY MIGHT NOT READ IT, BUT FOR ME IT’S BETTER THAN SITTING IN SILENCE WHERE YOU’VE BEEN GIVEN AN OPPORTUNITY TO SPEAK. not everybody is as lucky, ya’ know?

The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.

- Edward Renaldi

come on! live a little! do something outta’ your daily ordinary boring stuff, maaan! bungee jumping off a cliff (with professional and safety precautions, of course) or go crazy with your life. be brave.

i think i was brave when i first parasailed. i think i was brave (and stupid) when i lit first cigarette. i think i was brave when i came outta’ my mom’s vajayjay. i think i was brave when i realized i never gonna have a mom and dad, like forever and ever. i think i was brave when i became a senator.

bad things that happens to your life, they suck! and no matter how you complaint and whine and cry and get angry and frustrated, it’s still gonna be bad things. but one thing you can do, get passed it. it happened and don’t waste you’re time wondering what should have done to make it right, BUT PRACTICALLY MAKE IT RIGHT.

i’m an optimistic person and i’m so albus dumbledore – i believe in the very best of people. i’ve had my share of troubles of my 18-years-5-months-and-28-days of living, but i’m not gonna change. why would i change myself to follow the world where i could be different? i’m proud of being who i am.

it sucks being let down by people you believe, that’s the downward hole of an arse side of my personal values. but when everybody are only looking the worst of people, who are going to appreciate them? there are good in each individual, but people are consumed by the negative sphere that they forgot that. for me, that is unfair.

 

semangkuk mie ayam dan es teh manis and kopi hitam dan rokok are megaphones to my voices. so hell, what i wanna say i’m gonna say it.