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it's nice for opening this blog again. there are so many spider webs if you ask me how I look at this blog of mine. yep, i don't know how long i've been neglected it but yeah i'm here . so what's story i wanna share it ? :D

today's agenda in my english class was so different from the other usual days before. naturally, when my english teacher talked about i don't know what she was exactly saying, i would spend my time doing something like homework i haven't completed or even busying myself with doing other lessons that for sure are not related with english.

but todaaay, we were watching movie :D .. at first, i was not too interested with the film. it took a place in 1990's and i'm not exactly a fan of those kind of movie. but later , i found myself becoming mesmerized with the movie ! oh , the theme was FLIPPED . it kinda remind me with novels i used to read back two years ago. the girl in the movie was very similar with each other. two thumbs up :)


this is the movie picture when it was released i think

I'm now trying to get it. at this narrower time, let's find the true purpose, will I ?

doing something different than usual makes me even love for crossing a line. Not somehow i intend to become such a rebel by offering myself to do something unacceptable. No chance i'll do that. Well, when you have yourself in the middle of routines with always slightly interesting and more boring activities and you have to do that, who's person with stupid enough brain to do that?

Some people love to be tied by same thing. Wake up in the morning, making themselves readw to go to school or whatever, then go home, and then go to sleep. This cycle will never get the end. Yet i do really hope that doesn't pull me into its group. That creepies me. Having monotonous life is truly the last thing i wish to have. I don't want my life tastes in one way. True it can be bitter , however it changes into sweet then sour, turning back to bitter then sweet and so on. People called it as nano nano taste, didn't they?

That's why i looked so eager when dad asked me if i wouldn't mind to visit bandung by myself. Since i started to get dizzy when it came to school stuff, that offer was like gift sent from heaven. And now here am i , in bdg with maximum lust for exploring its malls.

a story will always be kept inside people's heart once it successfully chokes the readers into the deepest part of fantasy. When imagination takes a part , inside your mind there will be another world, and that's all yours. It's your right to demolish your dream of world and that's all up to your decision whether to build another fantasy.

A story starts in various situations. It can be in the middle, in the end and rewind the plot .

i'm not gonna pitying myself . I'm not gonna tearing myself.i'm not gonna killing myself and i'm not gonna broken just because a childish little devil like you, miss .

I'd love to if i must pull out your tongue, but i won't
it would be honoured , when i kick your butt and see you vanished at the end of the world, but i can't . Not because i'm too kindhearted , don't want to see others feeling sorry .

So NEVER MIND . I'm okay, alright ?

imagination makes my brain works harder. Always, in a sec , in a minute, in an hour, my life is filled by own imagination. It doesn't look like a 'how does it feel if i were. . ' but my imagination is prefer to be pretended like scrambled egg , full of stories i created and they mix all together.. My stories are also like tangled yarn. You'll never find where the story start or when it ends. I keep it as short story without prolog or even epilog.

To make one story in my mind doesn't acquire too many things to do. Reflect the reality into a scene of your fantasy. I'm as the director, i'm as scripwriter, i'm the main character, and i'm the only who have the control how the story should be. I really don't know when exactly started this imaginative mind i only believe that this is the way how to control myself from insanity. I do enjoy being geek. Keeping my imagination alive.

there are some things trouble me instead of letting me take a rest for a while. i know it was just me that pretend to be complex in this kind of holly things. i'm an immature person. when troubles face me and i don't have anything to defense , I would die. it's not like it's really near to the death by just trying to solve my problem. but sometimes , it works. feeling like dying and suffered and making a decision to surrender. i did it and after that the pain of giving up came. that was all i got after i let my desire to give in fill my mind.

but how the ways i can choose rather than face it and struggle ? i know it.

so, take it easy, girl . don't cry. don't make it be burden and bothering your way.