Story

Kebencian itu tidak pernah berdasar. Siapa kamu aku juga tidak tau, pertama lihat tidak ada darimu yang beda. Tapi mungkin banyak yang beda dariku melihat kamu lebih dari yang aku lihat, maka semuanya bersorak bahwa kamu itu lucu. Aku masa bodoh dengan kawanan pemuja visual sebenarnya. Tapi barangkali aku juga perlu untuk ikut dalam perkumpulan seperti itu agar merasa dapat diterima. Barangkali harus berpura-pura bodoh atau suka terhadap sesuatu yang sesuai dengan perkumpulan, atau engkau akan dicap sebagai ia yang tidak bisa hidup di masyarakat....

At some point, I’ve been experimenting with myself until now. Yesterday was a good day, but now, as I’m in college, I regret that damn experimentation. Yesterday, I enjoyed experimenting with myself, especially concerning my personality. When I was in elementary school, I hadn’t realized the joy of solitary contemplation. Then, as I progressed to junior high school, I felt a shift within myself. That moment marked the beginning of my tendency to overthink....

It was a trivial thing, but as someone who loves drama so much, with ingredients it can be something valuable, while as a rational man, it is reputed as shit representing something vague and vulnerable. Nothing is rational; it is just someone who loves roleplay as someone who knows better than others. So, as a cynic rational man, even I doubt myself as it is, sometimes I take a side of a dramatical view and am full of stupidity, or maybe you can call it philosophy if you still want to be looked at as a rational person....

Membalas thread ini: Orang yang percaya "banyak anak banyak rezeki" akan percaya kesejahteraan anak itu "nasib anak" bukan "tanggung jawab orang tua". Gue berisik dalam "menyalahkan orang-tua jika anak tidak sejahtera", karena itu cara paling efektif dalam melawan budaya "banyak anak banyak rezeki". https://t.co/TVtEeFUUGF — Ultramarine (@Okihita) July 14, 2020 Masnya mungkin tidak sadar, bahwa kehadiran orang-orang seperti itu rezeki buat mas. Bahwa masnya bisa merasa lebih baik karena bisa membaca data, angka-angka statistik, paham betul mengenai banyak literasi saintifik berbasis logika, sedangkan nilai dan latar belakangnya saja beda-beda....

2 years ago I was having an opportunity to be a Chief Of Badan Syiar Media (BSM) Division in HIROKOBA(Association of Muslim Teenage in Bandung Area) but actually its more like a nephotism because I don’t really have an experienced about media, such as visual design, article writing, movie making, and public relation with social media. I don’t know why I accepted the request from my friend maybe because it seems easy because to be a leader you don’t have to have a technical skill and such those things....

I have dwelled in the past, finding solace in its embrace, yet fearing the uncertainties of the future. However, I’ve come to realize that indulging in nostalgia or succumbing to worry is a futile endeavor. Whether reminiscing about the glories of Manchester United or fretting over Liverpool’s current predicament amidst the pandemic, it won’t alter the present reality—I am akin to Newcastle United, languishing in the depths of the degradation chart....

I have faltered in keeping my promise to write about my daily experiences. The weight of numerous unfinished tasks has hindered my commitment, and I find myself engaging in this activity only when boredom strikes. Yet, truth be told, boredom has been a constant companion. However, in recent days, I’ve found myself immersed in the world of gaming, squandering precious time and neglecting my studies, leading to a stagnation in my life—no discernible progress to speak of....

This idea dawned on me while I lay in bed at my grandma’s house in Djogja. With the looming Universitas Gadjah Mada (UGM) test just a month away, I found myself utterly unprepared. Instead of hitting the books, my days were consumed by mindless scrolling through social media platforms like Quora, Twitter, and YouTube. Struggling to regulate my sleep cycle, I devised a plan—a daily regimen aimed at boosting my productivity....

if you ask me how many times I masturbated, honestly I can’t answer that question because it is uncountable. What I remember is only the first time I masturbated. When I was in the first year of junior high school, my family was going to I forgot about the place, or was only my parents and my sister and brother going by themselves or they’re going together without me and left me home alone?...

Barangkali ini hanya sekadar tulisan atau impian… Saya sadar bahwa tulisan kadang membosankan dan mengantuk bagi banyak orang, namun inilah ekspresi yang saya miliki. Saya juga menyadari bahwa tidak semua akan sependapat dengan harapan saya untuk menghapus batasan-batasan yang ada. Pertanyaan mengenai apakah batas harus selalu ada untuk memisahkan atau seharusnya dihapuskan untuk menyatukan, terus menggelitik dalam benak saya. Mengenai konsep bahwa hal buruk tidak dapat bersatu dengan yang baik, saya merasa terdorong untuk menantang maknanya....