Happy Birthday...my pecker

Happy birthday my addict. You are now , a pretty mature man. What i will give to you is only... my prayer, so that in every step you make is goin tobe the best decision. My pecker? Do you still remember how we passed through the fragile days? The days which were hard for me, because of her. Once when we re napping, you called her name. And i didnt even utter a word, smiling instead.
I know it would be hard for me since the first time i fell on you. I' ve taken the risk of fallin love.
My pecker? Your ego, your ignorance, sometimes hurt me- if i cant say often. But im.fuckin  pushing them hard aside. Because i know, it must be hard also for you dealing with my terribble fuckin mood swing. I know we fight alot; even the Spotty wall could see it. Sorry. Its the word I can say.
My pecker, im far from a perfect girl. I annoy alot, I grumble alot, neither Iam a keen girl. Yet my honey, 32 years and more, will love you till this black turns grey.

Moron..

Lets see, what we coulD explain for this word. I mean how it is good to be a moron? Am I a moron?  Sometimes yes i think im a fucKin ignorant moron. I do careless for others necesitties,  no personal touch. Im living in a stiffness yes! and i ll do fuckin everything i want. People keep complaining? The more they complain the more i become a fuckin ignorant person.
What brings me to this world? BecAuse damn, i just wanna get it over!
I dont like tobe involved in a polite society. I hated people when they talk about good deeds regarding to a divine life. I mean, stop pretending- be humanist

Baby blues..

This baby blues
Sneaking on my bed
Begging for my touch
To put inside my throat

Baby blues, if someday i have to go away
No farther than any ways
For the one i have paid
May day may day
My baby blues need to lay

Im so fuckin in depression
No light nor dark wants to Snug me
Oh
If someday, the sound give me
My bearing
I would do, To let you flow in my veins
The joy of shivering

My Sun..

Just wanna live and let die
The sky is so dark lately, with smoke is hanging around the air.
dusty and rusty smell
No breath taken by humankind.
I'm dying..and suffering
From all fakes and this grief

the wall is tumbling down
all my efforts for years
disappear in a sudden
baby I know
the sun ain't bright anymore

Hello? I am Back and Fat - Chapter 1

       Hi guys ! on this occasion I'd like to share some experiences during my holidays ; what I have  and haven't tried :). I will write them in 2 or 3 chapters because I just want to make you guys easy to read it. As planned, I went to the city to get "on demand" vacation. So on Monday I departed Medan at 08.40 am and arrived there around 10 am. I always be pleased to see this capital city again, the city lives my life ^_^; besides the high level polluted air, crowded roads and super busy folk. Ha ha, re-assuring myself , the time will come soon, when I have to live here forever. So happy indeed.

       I roamed through the streets to an area called BSD city. An elite lifestyle surrounds; five stars hotels, malls, restaurants, well- constructed sidewalk and building. I decided to stay here for one night before slid to Tangerang. 

       I couldn't express my happiness at that time, it's just too nice for staying there. And I.. have confirmed my self to live there next year, leaving all in Medan. I have to determine my self to save money and looking for another job if i had to resign next year. I love free but well planned life :). Even if I could not reach my goals, I would not regret it. If someone (s) might slow down my step, he would never ever stop my steps :). 

      During the weeks, I tried so many foods( which I regret later) ; eating regularly, three times a day something that I seldom do during workdays. Among the shitload of food I tried there...I decided Bakso Gunung Gandul as the winner !! yay! \m/. The food stall is situated behind Superindo Supermarket. A simple "warung" with 8 benches, 4 long tables which will be fulled by customers during the day. It opens at 10am and closed at 10pm I think. What makes the "warung bakso" become special is because the size of the beef meatball. "Bakso Bom" is the most favourite menu here, served with noodle, bean sprouts and sliced leek doused with broth. So yummy, juicy and tender. Inside the ball, you will find minced beef. Besides the taste, another which could make the buyers smile is about the Price! it's so cheap for such a taste. Rp.14.000 or $1,1 is worth it. >.< <3. Unfortunately I always forget to take picture of it. So I tried to find in internet, and found it; exactly the same meatball :D

                                                                                                  Bakso Bom 


      It also sells another menu like "bakso telur (meatball filled with boiled egg) , and chicken noodle".

                        
                    Bakso Telur & Chicken Noodle
     

Paranoia..

       She was awaken up by a sounds, merely a sound whispered to her, " Another more..". She thought that she was dreaming, but it was more she should worry about. She felt pain on her wrist, " I got twisted wrist.." she cried a bit over it ,"this is could not just happen to me !".

       Nah, this is not about the twisted wrist at all. Paranoid or paranoia , people always make a such a beautiful name for disastrous things ; Catharina , Zephyr tornados are ones of thousand the examples. This paranoia haunted her all the times. Even if when she tried to run from it by sleeping, the sounds of MICTIAN , who was worshiped by the Aztecs as the god of death would come closer and more intense. She gasped for breath while her body was covered with sweat. She closed her face with her palm, she even could not shout for a shriek nor a help. The only thing her head could do was kept remembering the old voices..

thou will die. . . . . . thou will die. . . . . .

    thou will die. . . thou will die. . . and thou will see me. . . 

         . . . and we will dance gracefully. . . lief

Integrity..

      I tried to dig my head to get some topics to post since days ago, but failed. I had some but then disappeared as the time was blown away from this round head ; I forgot them. But actually they exist, yet there is nothing can be seen.  If only I had a shed, I would like to have a brainstorming there while drawing my feet under, wondering why the old Chinese students had to study all about Confucius sayings, memorizing, interpreting, reciting his aphorisms to pass the Imperial Examination. Besides, I was using some theories and aphorisms of Aristotle instead of looking up for Confucius's. At the same time I always be amazed by philosophers, who seemed "only' teachers, poets, or if more , could be possibly a political figure. I'm amazed because they could make so many aphorisms with lack of social interaction since they are surely deep analyzer. 

                             Confusius

     Then I realized that by being a deep thinker/analyzer, once he interacts with other, or heeds a problem , he would think or analyze deeply about it, to extract the basic knowledge, or at least showing the problem from two sides therefore we could solve it. Confucius is right, as he said " To merely know is nothing compared to being interested to know, being interested to know is nothing compared to deriving joy from learning it". 

    Yup, I get the joy now ; "One is worthy of being or becoming a teacher if one is able to derive new understanding while revising what he has learned.". - To teach people to live with integrity.