I haven’t sleep
today. I woke up all night long doing stuff I don’t really need to do, fairly
speaking. I’m supposed to study for the exam this morning for the subject I hate
the most : politics. I’m supposedly have already finish that subject way back 2
semesters ago, but at that time there are lot of things happen in my personal
life and I just decided to take it next year. And voila! Here we are right now.
I still couldn’t believe that a year come and away that fast. But I’m not
really study anyway. I know I’m supposed to, but I’m not. Alright alright… I know
I have an issue here. Instead of study about politics (which I don’t really
want to know anyway) I end up continuing writing a fiction short story which I currently
working right now. But I just couldn’t finish the story because there always
doubt whenever I write. Does this plot make sense? Does my character looks
real? How if the reader get confuse?. It kills me. I have an issue on
perfectionism. I know I’m supposedly writing honestly, clear and loud sounding
my thought. I should be just write and be suck. I mean that’s how we are
supposed to live while we’re young doesn’t we? To be suck and make mistake and
failure and learn and learn and learn again. Because there are no great thing
happen overnight. Anyway, I just find out cool blogs that really interesting. Name
is Cassandra Nikki. As far as I know, she’s an Indonesian student which
currently studying photography in San Francisco, a city where they put broccoli
as the topping for pizza (alright, maybe this part only happen in Inside Out
movie). She’s cool though, I like how honest she write in her post, and her
photographs are also good either. You can google it and see it by yourself. But
the thing I like most is the story how’s she really determined to chasing her
dream to live in San Francisco. As I scroll and read more further it turn out
that she’s a friend of Alanda Kariza, the current writer celebrity everyone
talks about. I know her from one of my friend, Fia Madestie when she show me Alanda
Kariza’s newest novel “Beats Apart” when we hang out a couple of days ago in
Starbucks. As I study her more further (instead of politic) I discover that she
has already write her first book by the age of 15. Fifteen! Can you imagine!? And
by knowing that fact is somehow intimidating me because this year I would be
turn 23. I feel like my youth slipped away by not doing anything significant. There
are lots of gap I should catch. If I were serious catching career as a writer
(or at least some work which has relevance on creative writing) first thing to
do is to maintenance this shitty blog and make it as a portofolio. I mean, I have
several writing in my desktop which I haven’t post yet. and my poems… ah yess…
my poems are still scattered away. Remind me to gather all my poems okay? and
yeah… I have to learn more about vocabulary and more engrish. Maybe if some
engrish teacher come and see my writing here, he/she will be burst in tears
because my grammar really awful. anyway, the sun has already out now. I have
an exam on 8:20 and I don’t have any idea about how am I supposed to answer all
the question later. But meh, life is too precious to worry about little thing.
Friday, 8 January 2016
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