Mumbles in the Busies

Oh it's been a while, huh since I last updated this blog. I know.. besides the busy days I've been having, the last few days were the times when I had no inspiration at all. I didn't have anything solid to blog about, and that thought scared me. I've always had something to write in here, if not complaining about anything, I would always have something else to present. The idea of nothingness, a dry spell of creativity freaked me out. I tried to think of several reasons why this was happening to me. Turned out, it was because I was too busy with my work, and because of my last obsession regarding Joey season 2. I'm proud to say that I've successfully downloaded the whole 22 episodes. So now I'm in the process of authoring those movies into three DVD movies.

I'm so in to this DVD making job. I researched for several DVD Creator softwares to find the perfect tool. I set a high standard, so many softwares which didn't satisfied me were abandoned or uninstalled. I've tried using TMPGEnc DVD Author, which has several menu templates (not a lot, though) but didn't support movie files other than MPG. Basically it sucked. So I ventured for another one. I found ZC DVD Creator Platinum which showed alot of promises. This software supports all kinds of video files such as MPG, AVI, MOV, RM, DIVX, FLV, 3GP, WMV, MP4, and all other types. It even has more than 70 beautiful menu templates. The only thing that's bothering me was that it's incompatible with Vista, that means, this software is useless for me.

The search went on as I found Super DVD Creator and Ultra DVD Creator. Super DVD Creator is as excellent as ZC except for one terrible flaw, it can only provide one title menu, one page. So if you have 20 movies you want to put in to one DVD movie, you'd have to put all of them in one page only. Yaw, that totally sucked.

Ultra DVD Creator was the worst one I've found. It didn't even provide menu-editting. Yawn.

Finally, I came across a DVD studio Pack called Aimersoft. This was what I've been searching for. Compatible with Vista, it also has several beautiful templates which you can download more later, buttons and frames, and unlimited pages for me to tweak. It even provides transitions between videos. What a perfect software. So I'm busy using this program right now. That's why I didn't have anything to blog about, except this. Hahaha...

For what it's worth, I'm currently happy with my life. Though I am still girl-friend-less, but I'm optimistic about that... (thinking about her) ... yeah... yeah... hahahaha...

Can't be too busy, huh?

My best friend, Erick will be back to town in January. Can't wait for that. Sugi has bought himself a laptop, too. Everything will be perfect if my pocket is not empty right now. Huahahaha...

That's right. I'm flat broke right now, because my expense this month was terrible. But I am still optimistic, because in a few days, I will receive my paycheck. Hahaha... Can't wait for that.

Do you find it weird? The optimism in me? I don't know where it comes from, hahaha.. and I suppose it won't stay for too long either. See ya.

How sick can I be?

Hey, what's up, world?

I'm sick. >.< Huhu... I've been struggling to cure myself for the last three days. I've got a flu, a fever, a cold, and a sore throat and lip.

Huhu.

It's the weather. It's gone insane, you know. The mornings and the noons have been infuriatingly hot, and then it would rain throughout the nights. The temperatures actually spiked up to 40 C at one day, and at night it would be heavily raining again... How can anybody stay healthy in this freaking crazy weather?

OK... OK... it's not the weather, I shouldn't have lied... :P
It's my own fault I got sick. Four days ago, I went and bought nine fried tofus, and I ate the whole damn thing by myself. Those things are filled with greasy crackers and fat. It's only the question of when I would be sick.

So, why ate it if I had known I would be sick the day after?

Because I loved the damn thing. I loved those traditional "Sumedang" tofus. I thought, my body could take it. "I won't regret it..."

How wrong am I?

Because that one hour satisfaction turned out to have a very high price...

But I am all better now.. I've gotten rid of the fever. But actually, I am not all cured. I was cured yesterday, so I thought I needed not take anymore medicines. "I'll bounce back by myself..."

How wrong am I?

Today the freaking fever came back. I tried to fight it as hard as I can. But my lips are so sore it's killing me. And tomorrow is Lia's birthday. I must be well so I can sing many many songs tomorrow.. Hahaha...

So, instead of resting and drinking lots of fluid, I am in Comic Garden right now, downloading movies and TV Series from the vexatious rapidshare... wishing that my illness will vanish on its own despite my desire...

Who can be wrong three times?

I guess the word sick has been taken to a whole new level when it comes to me. Perhaps I'm not only physically sick, but mentally as well. The only question is...

How sick can I be?

:D

A Night @ the Comic Garden

Dabin and I were traveling all around Medan to find cool places with WiFi connections and cute girls. It's not that hard a job, since there were a few nominee. Starbucks is a great place to start. The internet is pretty fast, we're downloading movie files with speed up to 103kbps.

Then there's QQ, a place to drink bubbledrinks. The internet was pretty slow, so we headed for another place.

I recommended a small little place called The Comic Garden, located far away from Sun Plaza, on Jalan Percut near the Madong Lubis intersection, it's a place to eat, where you can read comics freely and connect to internet with reasonable speed for free also. The cafe's design is pretty cool, too. The food is OK.

Here're some pictures from that place :

Oh yeah, have I mentioned I've bought a new pair of glasses? Hehehe...

Below is Dabin Sutoso, reading "Rainbow"

This awful picture shows my new titanium Oakley.

Below was Dabin's Martabak Mesir...


And his cold Milo.


The environment...

Yeah.. those are artificial wooden pillars.

The Comic Bookselves.

It's a great time! Hehe.. I think I'll come here pretty often seeing I've created a Membership card for this place. Hehe...

And you know what, for the first time an entry is posted "live", right in this precise moment! Haha, yes, I'm still in this cafe right now. Dabin is beside me, reading more comics.. lolz...

See ya in the next post! Good night.

Have a Nice Song, Write a Nice Poem

Ugh! I still fail to upload pictures of Jimmy Cs here. Damn computer! I have to wait until tonight to be able to transfer the data. But Never mind that, I just have to be patient. I will post them eventually, preferably tomorrow.

But now, I'm putting a couple of pictures from my second last Karaoke gathering. It's an usual night at K2, Multatuli with CiaCia, Michael, Yuvina, and Yenni. It's been a while since the last time we sang there.

The Girls : Yenni, Yuvina, and CiaCia.


The always hot Michael


Three Girls and One Man.


Funny thing, I just found out about CiaCia's real name, and it surprised me. I've known her for over a year, and I didn't know her actual name. Hahaha.. How often something like that occurs to me? I am not going to post her real name here, because she would be really mad at me. But it's nice to know more about her. She's a great friend to hang around with.

I am planning to play GoKart with Dabin tonight. He's still staying for a week in Medan before returning to Canada. I just wish he has more time. Time. Time. It all goes so fast.

Also, I'm in a funny state right now. Lately, I've been writing poems on my own. I am thinking of creating a new blog for a specific place to save my poetries. Like How it Goes, where I store my short stories. So a new blog is coming! Is it weird that I'm this guy who writes poems and short stories?

I am a guy with vast imagination. I like day dreaming, and then putting my thoughts on a blog, or a piece of paper. I think it's why I blog. I have written stories since I was in junior high, when I wrote several novels of my own. The story sucked very much. I was still laughing whenever I remember the stories. I wrote stories called "Kenangan Manis*", "Kenangan Manis 2", "Kenangan Manis 3" (Oh yes, there were sequels lolz), and "Menunggu Mentari Terbit dari Barat**".

*Sweet Memories
**Waiting the sun to rise from the West

Huahahaha...

And when I was in highschool, my short stories were often published in the school walls, or in the school website. It excited me, that kind of things.

And if you search thru my harddisk, you'll find a lot of Microsoft Word files that contain unfinished stories and novels.

And now I'm writing poems.

I think....

Hahahaaha...

I probably think too much.

Ok. I'm out!

Will update with bunch of pictures!

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Sinfully Delicious

"Look in to your heart and you'll find that
the sky is youuurs...
so please don't... please don't... please don't...
there's no need to complicate...
cause our time is short...
this o' this o' this is our fate!
I'm yours... oohh ohhh shah!
brappa mm tcutsu brappa mm babe..."

Today is a dark, wet, dismal day. The clock's hand has pointed nine, and still the sky is as grey as Meredith Grey. I'm traveling all over the town, soaking, and get caught in the traffic jam in the middle of an ankle deep of flood.

Ah.. it is those days nearing September, where the monsoon season roars and drowns all of us.

These days' mood isn't improving very well. Though through the saddening atmosphere around me (which tries very hard to bring down my mood), I could find a strange obsession to keep my mind out of it.

This is an obsession of a man that is not me. The normal me wouldn't have gone through with it. But I was not thinking through. It was a mistake, I knew it, even before I did it. But because it's exciting, because it's addicting, because it's arousing. I didn't want it to end.

It was sinfully delicious, as Victor Garber had said it in one episode of Will and Grace. Too bad I can't find the picture anywhere.

Anyway, just wanna drop by and leave this entry. I'll continue later. Gotta work again... :(

Wet day Wet day...

Very Great Movie, Very Bad Weather

So last night I watched the new Batman movie, The Dark Knight. It was a dark afternoon when I called up my friends to go and see this movie. We agreed, though one of them told me that the sky was about to cry. Heavily.

I told him, "It's OK. It won't rain. And if it will, so what? You can use your bloody raincoat. Don't be late, OK?"

He grunted, but agreed.

Half an hour before the movie started, I was still teaching in my student's residence. The sky fell and it pour the damn rain heavily. But as I hoped, the rain quieted down and finally stopped at the right moment. The moment I went down to the theatre.

The movie started. Bam! Bim! Bam! Cool movies. Nice special effects. And then in the middle of the movie, an announcement for one Taufik Ir popped out on the big screen, transparent and annoying, asking for that guy to come outside. That went about 20 seconds. It's OK. It's quite funny, and embarrassing for the Taufik guy.

One minute later, the announcement showed up again. Apparently, Taufik didn't come out. So the audience began to scowl. Some even yelled :

"Taufik! Taufik!" in a way a mother looking for her missing child. I was a little annoyed but yet I found it funny. The announcement lasted about five seconds, perhaps the administrator above us was a little embarrassed by our complains (which we didn't care to hide).

---- Spoiler Alert, I think.. Don't read this...
go on until the spoiler ends ----









After that, the movie continued smoothly. The best scene I think from the movie is two : When Rachel died, and when Gordon came back to life.

First, I didn't expect Rachel to die. That's why I think this movie is different from many others. See, Usually, the hero's girlfriends in Superheroes movies won't die. They are usually kidnapped or even tortured at some point, but in the end the big hero will save her, and they will live happily ever after. Perhaps that's why when the tanks exploded and killed Rachel instead of Harvey Dent, I was surprised and yelled, "MAN!!"


I should have yelled "WOMAN!!" or "GIRL!!" but yeah, whatever.










---- Spoiler ends ----

All in all, it's no wonder the movie breaks many movie records. It's so much better than the first Batman Begins, it's filled with unexpected twists and turns. It's intense psychologically. And the guy played Joker was one hell of an actor. And he's funny too, I mean, quoting Eminem : "Will the real Batman please stand up?" The only dull thing is that The Batman seemed weak. He couldn't do anything much. A bit pathetic to be called superhero, I think. But hey, I never really like Batman. I'm more Superman kind of guy. :D


The movie was so long that when I came out of the theatre, it's already 10.30 at night and I'm about to go to my far far away home. And here's the fucking twist : It rained again, very heavily.



So I was like : "What the fuck?"


But then, after throwing my concerns in the wind and decided to get wet and all, I mounted my bike and went home straight. The concern about heaving rain vaporized away as I saw the road was freaking flooded and I was caught in a freaking traffic jam. At this hour?


Man, I was hungry as hell. Did I mention that I haven't had my dinner yet?


So I just had it all. I was speeding while hoping my bike won't crash and die, while screaming and cursing all the way, in a very cold soaked up night, hungrily tried to go home, after a dreadful morning where I woke up to find Pek Lo was dead. I guess my day didn't go very well, last night.

When I got home safely, I quickly got changed and ate. I slept afterwards, and the next day, I woke up at 10. Not going work.


Hehe...



I'm not bummed. As bad as that day goes, I'm not going to sadden myself. My kitten died and I got soaked up. Big deal. I will look for tomorrow.


By the way, I'm expecting Dabin. And I'm still longing for my friends.

What is up, Today

Um...

Really, Nothing is up today. I don't have anything much to do ...
except to ...

1. Read Naruto until Chapter 402. Finally it's over with! I've been reading it for the last week from chapter 285. It's a loooong journey. Great one too, you know... if you leave out Asuma and Jiraiya's deaths...

2. Update my el_se7en blog. The bio section is eventually written and published. It's incomplete, though. But I'm quite happy about that.

3. Not go to gym. Ouch.. What has gotten to me lately? I'm being so lazy to exercise. I think I should discipline myself more.

4. Finished Gossip Girl til the last episode. Like what I've been telling people, the episode 18 (finale) isn't as good as the 17. It's less shocking, less interesting, less problems, no good and no intense cliffhanger whatsoever. So much for the finale. But the previous episodes were really damn great!

5. Want to buy the Chickenized Fried Rice I've been placing my eyes on for the last couple of days. I think I'm going to buy that now and finally have my dinner. Ooh.. I'm so starving. Gotta go! :P

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So.... [Hey, don't judge me! I Ran Out of Titles, OK?]

So.

About last Sunday, Hm... it's a letdown, after all. I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up. But that day turned out to be one of my friends's birthday. I didn't even know. We didn't even know. It was a surprise, I think.

Anyway, I met her during the dinner party, but she and I talked not very much. I saw her talking to a guy older than me. They seemed to know each other very well, so I could only assumed they had known each other for a long time.

I didn't get the mesmerized feeling when I was with her. But I was excited to meet her again. She wasn't as pretty as I remember, but she's still a knockout.

Anyway, days passed and I learned some new stuffs about her. She might have had a boyfriend since a while ago. Damn, that sucks!

But I've come to realize that probably the special connection between us was no more than usual ordinary excitement out of our things in common. But I'd like to keep befriending her if some time later, some things may happen.

Who knows, right?

This week, I hope to meet her and the gang again, I am planning to ask them all to The Secret, the new Lounge in Prisai Plaza. I really am looking forward to it. Who said my life had no hope left?

But today was not a very great day. I woke up this morning (really early) only to find my Flat-tired Smashie. I really resented things like this. My bike had punctured three times over these past two weeks. Sucks. Not a great way to start a day.

And before, my cell phone seemed to be experiencing some kind of serious error. I couldn't send any text messages. I am so bummed by this, I hope I can fix it later. But now, I have no time.

Novi is on her way to meet me now. I am going to Medan Mall with her to buy some stuffs, including my new fitness bag, and then we will have some dinner together. Oh yeah, haven't I said that I want to go back to the gym? Hehe.. I think it's about time.

And last night, I went to see Iron Man (Finally!) with Riwan, Michael, and supposed-to-be Willy. It was a really awesome movie that I think parodizing it in this blog would be really appropriate. Hah, you'll see.

Here's the previews from Iron Man, which sequel I am really excited in.

Okay, the last one isn't really from the movie... :P (DUH, you think?)

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First K2 Experience

Responding to my own words from my last entry, I am trying to live life more freely and happily as I venture in to the life I was once too reluctant to enjoy. Last night could not be better. I think after all this time of lamenting about sadness and loneliness, it's about time I changed my pace, and really enjoyed something I deserved, laughing.


I think I haven't ever laughed this hard since ... I don't know ... the midnight of 22th October 2001, or since the time Jimmy Handoko slammed himself into a mirror-wall inside the mirror house in Dufan Jakarta in 2003. I haven't had so much fun, being with new and old friends doing the things I really like.

I really like singing, and for that, I've always wanted to go to a karaoke place to sing my voice out. I never really had the chance either because of the lack of friends I had, or because of my usual friends didn't really like singing as much as I did.

But now, I feel so lucky as I have the opportunity to be with people who like what I like, and have the same taste in music as I do, though sometimes not completely the same, but that's no problem at all.

So last night me and one of my oldest friend, Riwan, who had been a friend of mine since Elementary freaking School, we planned to see a circus in Griya. The Circus was from Taman Safari, Jakarta, and they're in town for a couple of weeks. I figured, it's a new thing for me to do, because the last time I remember ever going to a circus is when I was still 5 or 6 years old, with my parents, I have barely remembered any of it. So what the hell. "I'm going to the circus!"

But then, my other childhood friends, Michael and Willy, they were (being an ass) backing out of seeing this whole circus for going to karaoke with a girl named Lina.

I was like disappointed, not only because two of our gangs backed out, but also because I've been wanting to go to karaoke since like, ever, and then I couldn't go with them since I've promised Riwan and Darta and Cia Cia and the other.

But to cut the long complicated story, we ended up going to Karaoke all together. It was mostly because Cia Cia said that the Rp.60000,-/person ticket was just not worth the show. So we organized to meet and gather in K2, the one place to sing at Mutatuli. It was a long process since everyone had their own problems, and the usual "rubber-time" style of Medan people didn't help much either.

But in the end, we managed to settle ourselves at K2 at seven o'clock, that's when the party started.

I Met Lina, Yen Yen and Yenni for the first time and they all seemed very nice and joyful. IMO, Lina was a person of know-it-all. She's like the Hermione of Melodies. She knows A LOT of songs (probably almost as many as I do ^^) and she was so much fun to talk to. Yen Yen was the quieter girl, but she was ready to sing as much as I did. I knew because we dueted for like three songs, including Linkin' Park's "In The End"! Hah! And Yenni was like a big smile. She and Cia Cia were like the engines of the night, laughing and singing.

The whole group was a blast of fun. When the chorus of Ronan Keating's "When You Say Nothing At All" was playing, despite there are only two microphones, the nine of us were singing the damn song together!

After singing for three straight hours, having my voice all dried out three times, after singing songs from Mandarin's Andy Lau music to Kong Hu's "Hau Sin Fen Shou", to Indonesian's "Teman Tapi Mesra", to Hokkienese "Sui Ca Bo", and to Western "All Rise" and "When You Believe", we, heavy-heartedly, eventually, called it a night, but not before we took a few pictures together and close it with a danceful "Let's dance Together".

Click to enlarge, though I'd rather you don't, because the second picture had my face all ugly and distorted. HoHo

All that I knew, at the times I was really enjoying myself, I said to myself, "So this is what it feels like to beat down loneliness, kick its ass and kiss it goodbye."

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Cause I don't want to be lonely no more
I don't want to feel empty no more
Only you could unbreak this heartache I've carried around
Don't wanna be lonely no more, no more
(Clay Aiken - Lonely No More)

Through The Glass

People say we're watching our lives through a glass
I know you're out there holding on, holding out for me
Maybe you'll take me by surprise
Will you be the one I had in mind

I've been visiting illusionary websites for several hours today and I think it's time to stop for a second and recount my "reality" last night to you. All I did today are now posted below altogether with my story last night.

So I went to Sun Plaza last night to have a dinner with Novi. It's been more than two months after my last visit to Sun Plaza. I remember the last time I was there, I watched "The Brave One". Feels like a long time ago.

My evening was enjoyable. I can't remember when the last time I was feeling as relaxed as last night. It's like I had nothing pressing against my shoulder, my mind was more lighter than ever. I felt happy. Thanks should go to Novi.

Whenever I browsed to other people's blogs, whether they're famous or not, they always captured a picture of their food. I don't know if there's some kind of "tradition" among bloggers to photograph their meals before they digest it, probably they want to remember what goes in their stomach, make them memorable... or they just want other people to see what it is they eat.

I rarely take pictures of my meals, delicious or not. But last night, I did. As to why, I don't know... maybe I just like to try something. He He.

These curry-friedrice and classical-friedrice were not tasty, and now I'm wondering why I took these pictures in the first place.

And like I said before, I had my hair cut last night. I have always been a not-know-it-all when it comes to hair style. It's so-not my favourite subject and it is so-not my area of expertise. I have no clue how to properly answer a barber or a hair-cutter (whatever it is they're calling it today) what style do I want. So last night, I spotted a guy with a cool hair style and I said that I wanted to have a cut like his.

He understood, the one who cut my hair. I watched the whole progress of my hair-transform. There was a moment when my hair looked very much like Sylar's here below and I thought that it was kind of cool. If only I could stop him right there and said : "Hey. I'm already a Sylar. Stop! Stop cutting me."

But I didn't. And so he kept cutting and left me with a new different style of hair. I liked it at a first sight, but the more I looked at my image on the mirror, the more disgusted I became. I just never had a hair style like it before, so "punk-y". I dare not take a clearer picture after. But I had promised to take one when I wrote my previous entry, so I had Novi captured one or two for me. She didn't get my hair completely so you can't really see the "upper" part of my new haircut.

That's the before-and-after pictures of me. The first one was taken by my sister when I attended my cousin's wedding party at Grand Kowloon about a month ago. The second one was yesterday's. See.. the unsuccessful Sylar hair which you can't see clearly and wholly. :P

So that's it about my semi-disastrous hair.

Now about my accident. Yep, I had another motorbike accident last night when I got back from Sun plaza. A motoric pedicab went stupid and careless when I was moving constantly next to it. That stupid pedicab turned left suddenly, not knowing I was beside him. In a split second, despite my ear-breaking klaxon, it hit me and I fell, so did my smashie.

At first I thought my tire was bended somehow because when I lifted her she couldn't roll. But it turned out my brake pedal was the bended one, strangely angled and pushed so the tire stuck.

I managed to let it go and got smashie all "operative" again, except I couldn't use the bended pedal no more on my way home. The pedicab driver did nothing as I scolded him and blamed him for turning suddenly without looking. Eventually, he went away leaving me all pissed and sweaty. I had a bleeding toe and a bruised elbow. Nothing serious though.

That was the second accident I had in two months. One accident per month. Either I was uncannily unfortunate or I had a super careless driving skill.

When I arrived home and treated my injuries, I wished I had Claire's ability. But if I can choose one, I would surely ask for Hiro's time manipulation.

Speaking of Heroes, I can't wait for its third installment. Whatever happens to Nathan? But to ease the longings, I download some of the graphic novels of the series. Quite interesting if you like heroes. The comics comes with few additional bonus pictures, behind the scenes or sorts. I collected them all and I thought it would be cool to post some on this blog. Hehe.. Check them out.

Peter and Nathan right after the bomb exploded

Matt and his "cello". :D

Adrian Pasdar's scary face.

The all-cute girls-adored Peter Petrelli, and Caitlin. Just Caitlin. :P

The cast at Emmy Awards.

And why, even Mr. Muggles!

So I guess it's time to close this long-enough entry. I should come back later with my Backstreet Boys special edition entry! Hahaha.. Nothing too special lar... but the BSB post has been on my mind for several days and I couldn't write it because of my brother... hm... more details later.. hehehe.. this is the preview :

Helpless when she smiles...

I can think of some girls who make me feel "helpless" when she smiles... hahaha.. but I ain't gonna tell you. Not right now at least. :P

Last but not least, I created a new gif today, one that I like, and it's the main idea of my entry here... cause I'm looking through my life as I'm looking through a glass right now. Everything blends in, Everyone blurred in and out. Friends and relationships. Everytime I close my eyes, I see one of my friends flashing in my mind...

I think what I'm trying to say is I miss my friends... wherever they are...

and for my soul mate... I know, everytime I listen to the song "Unmistakable", that you are out there somewhere... waiting for me... but I am wondering so many things...

People say we're watching our lives through a glass
I know you're out there holding on, holding out for me
How are we to know the time is right
What if you're here and I'm just blind



Please look in the camera, my friend! :)

The Diary Syndrome

At some point, this blog must have some journal-like entries rather than some cryptic aimless babblings. So for that matter, this entry will be written in that format --- a diary.

Last night is one of those nights when I did something unpredictable. It was not a boring night, but it wasn't a great night either. I resigned from my night job.

I guess teaching has been reaching the point of dull to me. I didn't blame myself for feeling this way, since I've had very few days marked as "memorable". The other days, let's say they're just "ordinary". No surprises. Work after work, classes after classes. And in the end, the all people I saw are my students (and their mothers).

I can't take it. I became a boring person. Not enjoying my life. A repetitive kind of man. Unless I quit some of my teaching class and start to think of new things to do.

When I was about to tell my students and their mother about my resignation, I was feeling nervous. It's probably because I had never done anything like this before (except that one time I quited from a 2 months stupid class, but this was different). Or maybe it's because I was relinquishing my responsibilities. But come to think of it, It's not like I abandoned them in the middle of the semester exams, I did this after the big exam and as the matter of fact, yesterday was my final day teaching for that semester. I just made it the final day, period.

When I got home, their mother was calling my cell phone, unwillingly persuading me to come back. She asked for detailed explanations for my abrupt resignation and tried to come out a solution for me. She even offered me a raise (though not significant enough, IMO), a shorter class, and she even said that I was the best teacher they'd ever had (not being arrogant) and that she trusted me enough to take care of her children.

I, on the other hand, thought differently. As far as I concerned, teaching there was not the greatest thing, the students were more childish than ever. I could remember countless moments when I thought I was a bit stress facing their naughtiness. But that was work, huh?

So I, feeling slightly guilty, kept saying no to her. I knew that I would never come back to them again, persistently.

And so with the two hours off my back, I felt relieved, to tell the truth. I will have to teach until 8, but only 8, compared to before, I was to teach until 10 at night. Perhaps this way I can live my life more happily.

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I have commenced my vacation, the one I've been waiting for since the last four weeks. I am so happy today, to wake up thinking I have a more promising future. It turns out my job was the one that hold me from living my life. As of today, I really wish I can get a new and better job. But before that time comes, I shall teach.

Today's plan is not quite bad. I get to see my old friend, Novi, for dinner. I plan to have my hair cut and ... what is there to say? I just live my life differently from now on.

If you are some of my close friends (which is not a long list, believe me), then you should know that I have been such a complainer, complain about this and that.. and most of the time... it's about how pathetic my life has been.

I cannot not admit that I was that man, and probably still am. But things can change, slowly though. Time after time, some things are just unpredictable.

About my hair... It has been very messy and ugly. It's so long that I dare not take a photo of myself these past few days. But I promise to take one after I cut my hair later today.

It's twenty past five already. I think I should get going. More to come, and more cheerful ones too, I promise.


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