Oh, i wonder how long have i abandon this blog….
There sure are so many things had happened since last time i posted, but i feel too tired to write them all…
Sorry, my commitment here have been tested, gotta build it up again.
I don’t even know why the hell am i typing here right now
Well, see you, i guess 
You can find my blog on wordpress.com here. It only contained few posts because technically I hardly have time to online and/or writing stuffs there.
I choose wordpress.com due to the past experience of blogging. My computer-team on class had made 2 blogs so far, here and here. As you can see, both are created by two different blogging tools: Blogger and Wordpress.com.
I just love the simplicity offered by wordpress.com. You will welcomed in nicely arranged dashboard, with soft colours, easy-to-find control panel, etc, etc. And then, my Ah… Chew! came to the world of cyberspace!
But off course the freedom isn’t free. I find it nearly impossible to put my own presentation/ layout, because i heard that it’s using PHP editor instead of HTML. That’s quiet unfriendly 
I also looking forward to know: how the hell can I fix my posts with "read more" link so that the page doesn’t need scrolls too much?
I hope you understand since I haven’t got my own IP address T_T. I just can’t simply install wordpress.org on my PC and play stuffs and/or messing around with it. That’s too bad.
If you have any information concerned with the "read more" things, I’d be glad to hear it
Or maybe there’s some sorta "guide" to operate this .com engine somewhere, it just killing my eyes scanning the FAQ section.
Hmm, i just wanna say that this blog was born by cheating.
According to Friendster Terms and Service or whatever, I have to be at least 18 yrs-old to create a blog account. Well, i’m not that old yet, so i changed my profile before i finally get myself in.
Yeah that’s ridiculous, now i’m gonna set my age back to what it supposed to be.
I just wonder if Friendster’s gonna erase my blog when I fix my profile back. So if that really happens then this is my last words for the moment.
But i’ll be definitely blogging soon later on….. Somehow…
See you when I see you!
P.S. Can’t hardly wait what will going on. I’ll let you know someday
Nah, another brain-torture day!
Yesterday my class got a big surprise from my Physics teacher, being favourited for his somewhat-cold-aura teaching.
He didn’t attend the class alone, he brought someone else in. Some Mrs.Unknown had entered Striptis’ base camp for the very first time. Haha, you’ll soon know that the whole class had turned upside down due to this Mrs comin.
The Mrs stood in silence, observed us right behind our backs. We honestly felt nothing to worry about since we didn’t have to. Anyway, Mr Physics Teacher began our lesson that day with some kind of—different act and voice. I remember clearly, he said, "Alright, DEAR CHILDREN, we’re going to continue our discussion about blahblahblah."
What the hell in this world is happening?!?! He’s making faces, being cool, he’s all fake!!
That made me roffle, seriously.
Well, at least he’s been such a nice guy almost the entire period. That’s quite ridiculous since he NEVER EVER do something like that. Credits goes to Mrs.Unknown whose presence has lit the light of our darkest world of Physics!!
I wonder if that’d happen next meeting.
Next day…-that would mean today-
Crap, Mrs.Unknown had gone, and Mr.Physics seemed had gained his memory and behave normally, which means that we’re all tortured all over again.
I started blogging with full-confidence. Hoping that everything’s gonna be okay. We just have to write and post, how hard could it be?
But sucks everytime I browse ONE particular blog, I shouldn’t tell you the address, I just can’t help that I suddenly I’ve lost my pride. That blog torn me apart.
Fuckin Asshole I don’t know what’s goin on.
I’ll give you some clues, we bloggers sometimes expect something in return for our blogging activity. Simply say: comments. Even though I don’t care about how many people comment on this blog for the moment, but at least we’ve got the nice place in our reader’s heart.
And we bloggers surely have different ways to promote ourselves through the blog. We can use any language we prefer to, anything fits our mind…. And when we happen to find that there’s better ones out there, that would may break us down.
And then the question’s asked: Can I make it?
The broken spirits of bloggers could stop them forever.
My grand-dad has passed away 100 days ago, and yesterday was the ceremony to pray for his soul.
We Javanese have some kind of tradition concerned with dead people. For instance if somebody died, we would hold on mass-ceremony for seven days in a row! We’ll pray and pray and pray and eat for the whole week.
And then it continues on the 100th day after someone’s funeral. And the next 200th, and the last is the first-year death-day. Such a long and complicated process.
I myself don’t understand why we people like to do that kind of thing. Such a waste of money and time. When I asked my mum about this, she just said, "We just trying our best for your grandpa."
I know what "trying our best" is. And it’s not to put PLENTY OF FOODS plus a cup of COFFEE in my room as a gift for my grand-daddy’s soul! My grandma did that. Everytime there’s ceremony-of-the-dead-people, she’ll do the same thing. And if she’s lucky, she’ll add few whatever-flowers inside a glass to attract the soul with the smell. Eeeyuck!
I ever think to enjoy those foods myself, since there would be no one eating it. It’s funny when you cook something, and then throw ‘em into the trash because you think some soul has eating the smell all over it! But i didn’t do that.
As expected, the food are still there the next morning, but a little bit…. rotten. Finally the food find itself the place they belong to: silly garbage.
My aunt said something before she threw the food away, "Hey look, the coffee’s reduced a bit. It must be your grandpa." Well, she might be right. Or… it might be just me, hehe.
BLOODY HELL I WANT SOME LAPTOP!!
My family have only one set of computer home, and it’s mainly used for office work. I need my own set because i love to get my teeth into PC Games and in particular internet.
My parents never agree when i spend my whole weekend playing computer games. I’m mad about Arx Fatalis right now (never too old to try :), and that 3D RPG just can’t wait for me any longer.
My Mum says that it would end up in computer crash or something. Of course i disagree with that nonsense. In fact, that Arx Fatalis is officially a full-version game came along with ATI RADEON 9200SE we bought to complete the set. UH? We can’t give food to someone with poisons all over it, i suppose?
I read one shocking thing about games once. Reality that will be unbelievable for most parents. The gamer, according to the research, are blessed with special ability to organize, cooperate, and make tactics/ strategy. Those are important due to our status as social creatures.
Been hear it yet? Hmmm, maybe I should tell my parent all that.
And for the internet…. I’ve talked to my Dad billions of times before, and the conclusions are always the same: You aren’t going to get the internet connected with the PC at home, because it doesn’t really matter. If you have homeworks and need more references just go to the internet cafe for an hour and you’ll get what you want. So simple.
The problems with that, however:
1) There’s no internet cafe nearby. I’ll have to use the public transportation for 5 minutes plus 2000rupiahs. Or… I can simply walk for about 20 minutes with the burning sun up above.
2) I just can’t browse for homeworks, I’ll wandering around to check my Yahoo! account, or set up the blog, or anything, and that costs more than one-hour net price.
To make it simple, I’m gonna say that I need MORE from this cyberworld. Not only just doing homeworks, but also blogging and stuffs. I require more time to online, with the machine that’s always sets right under my nose when i need it.
I won’t be saying this if my parents are unable to do it. I know they can make it, they just want everything to be perfectly usefull. The fact that I need it so muct doesn’t even move them. Maybe I’ll have to tell ‘em that my future will have to deal with cyberspace for the most of the time.
Oh, I forgot. They want me to be someone ELSE, and do another job.
Haha, now I’m doomed.
Aah, when you start blogging, everything’s much harder if you choose free-blogging service. And you’re gonna to find yourself so picky about what’s best for you. Well at least that’s happening to me right now.
I don’t know which one to choose: blogger or wordpress.com (note the difference with wordpress.org). I’ve created an account of each web, but goddamnit my head’s still troubeled for a silly little thing.
I’m going to make up my mind immediately. And for the mean time, I need to rest.
Good night.
Hehe try moblogging for the first time! Kinda different but i’ll get use to it.
I remember my last post hours ago. I was in front of internet café and suddenly dragged in without even think. Got the seat on 2nd floor and confused ‘coz didn’t know what to surf. Decided to update this blog and write a new post.
But hell the server was too busy and the connection got so lame. Mood got worse.
Couldn’t figure out what to write, remember the bloody Top Gear show last night. Started to type, erased a few bytes, type more. Think. Spent like 30 minutes to finish the post. Got my money wasted but nothing to gain.
Note to myself: try to write next posts offline, update soon when you ready.
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I watched Nanny 911 this afternoon, about the Dickens (?) and 8-years-old little girl behaving aggressively and tent to always smack someone, esp her Mum.
My Dad suddenly joined in and said that the shnw is fake and i shouldn’t trust that silly drama. Then he smiled grinfully as if he’s laughing to me.
I didn’t believe what he said, but i feel so mad because he looked at me as i was too damn STUPID to watch NannyShow. He’s calling me STUPID.
I’m gonna let him know what fake show is, that’s the stupid tv series he always watch every single evening.
The Mobloging ends here…
Oh yeah, I love TV.
Just watch it everyday, and you won’t even realize how much brain-cells have broken. Haha. Smooth killer, TV.
But still, I love it.
Unfortunatelly, you can hardly find ‘good’ shows these days, lots of them are nothing but a waste of time. Here in Indonesia, My God, is there any show worth spending my time with?
So then, shamefully, i prefer to watch foreign shows such as Top Gear from the Great Britain. Jeremy, James, and Richard are so damn funny!
Last Friday i stayed late at night to enjoy the next episode of the show. It was 10.30 p.m and something delayed it somehow. I couldn’t believe my eyes (and ears) that the Top Gear’s presenters suddenly had the ability to talk in Bahasa Indonesia! WTF is going on here?!
Oh dear, that’s the only show i love and they RUIN it! The Bahasa Indonesia just spoiled the entire show and the excellent jokes on Top Gear became very annoying, since i didn’t catch anything funny there.
I respect originality and I’m not sure i’ll watch the show again next week, and next week, and next week until they repair the language.
