This Nation Smells Funny

Those court people seem a lot intimidating what so ever.
The women was supposedly asked as a witness, not a dogheaded being.
How was she supposed to give them answers while they were treating her harshly and unpleasantly?
How would a person answer the questions properly while they're terrified.
That woman was.
I mean, I'm not saying that she declared that directly but I believe everyone could tell that she was.
Her voice was shaky, she was trembling when she made statements. And not to mention that sometimes she got lost at the question asked.

Those court people, or whatever they're called, are said as educated people, but zero manners.
Manner is not an option, it's a must.
And I do believe that education level always comes up together with manners.
They're educated, right? They went to law school whatsoever, but they didnt even act like one.
I dont know if thats really how the session should be, due to the procedure. Or they were really just bluffing the witness. Whatever it is, whether that is how it is or not, I'm telling you one thing people, I disagree.
I dont like how the session went, I dont like how they asked her questions, I dont like the fact that it looked like they were bullying and judging her instead of examining her.

Another thing is, you know those workers who blocked the streets and caused a massive traffic jam?
I found some people who threw them shit words just because they blocked the streets and cause a traffic jam everywhere.
Funny.
I wonder where the humanity goes right now.
With or without those protesters, the fuckin traffic jam would still be there. Traffic jam is everyfuckinwhere and muthafucka just dont have heart or being both blind and deaf. When a reporter asked them why they did this, guess what they said? "We just want to have a good life. We want our kids to have a better education, go to good school".
How would you manage your feelings from breaking when you hear that? My heart broke to pieces when I heard that.
When some of us are dreaming to travel around the world, wasting food, going to clubs, getting drunk, using drugs, on the other surface of this earth, those are people who couldnt even afford a fish to eat.
On the other part of this land, those are people who have to wait every month to eat rice.
They only want their kids to get a good education, so their kids wouldnt end up like them.
They just want to live good. Eat well. Live well. Rest well.
I believe they wouldnt block the streets with no purpose. They wouldnt do it randomly.
What, why on earth would someone block the streets under the rain? Under the sun heat? In the middle of smokes? Burnt, shouted, cursed, unwanted.
It's the form to show how inhuman they were paid.
They were looking for someone who would defend their rights.
Their basic human rights.
Cause in fact, no one cares about them. No one defends their rights.
Now they're asking for some hearts to care enough to help them.
They didnt ask you for your gold and diamonds.
They didnt ask you for your mega huge shelter.
They didnt ask you for your unlimited milk in your storage.
No. None of those.
Now are you still gonna cuss them out for blocking out your way? Have a heart, my friends. My a little heart for life. They need us to defend their rights. They need me, they need you, us.


This is a mad world we're all living in.
This world smells funny, to me.

Stupid Trolls are Stupid

Gosh, third post of the day and it's only 2.47am. Wow, I hope I'm not going to spam my own blog. Haha.

So, I just had a conversation with this person. That I thought would be.. A little bit "well-connected" with me in the way we bring the conversation. Turned out... nothing was even connected.
I dont know whether I talked way too heavy and serious or I was using a really hard vocabs or what. OR, maybe he was having a severe mind-shut-down. But I smelled troll around at the moment.

Holy Lord.. stupid trolls are just stupid. And it was a total turn off for my talking-appetite, really. I felt like throwing him with trucks of brick made of his brain. And I know how yucky it sounds, I just couldnt help myself. I'm feeling so... cranky. Lol. I mean, this year, he got the award for being the dumbest listener or partner in talking ever. He definitely needed to just grow up, or... upgrade his freakin mind to a new version or something. For God sake, and my patience sake.

I even doubted that he got the points I was trying to make. Lol.. oh Lord forgive my sins.......... Maybe I made too many mistakes and so You made an arrangement for me to meet this person. Or maybe, he's just a very special kind of stupid. And I prefer the second one, to be honest.
They need to stay in a cave, or under the bridge, get their brains upgraded. Cause I felt like I was talking to a piece of gum, oh my God.
This makes me even believe in a quote more, "never argue with stupid people. They'll drag you to their level, and beat you with an experience".

Plus, no one can see the difference from the outside.

2.36AM

Imagine a planet, in a galaxy. A galaxy, in a group of galaxies.
That's how I like to talk about perspectives.

At some occasions, I like to pull myself out. From the crowd. From all the noises. Hiding behind a group of bricks. Like a little bird in its nest. Like a baby in her warm and fluffy blanket.

Alone, with myself, my thoughts, God. Thinking. About life, universe, nature, things. Hiding from the outside world. Finding a purity, in a perspective. Finding perspectives. Think wide. Like, climbing on a high mountain, and seeing the view from the top. Like, being a Sun, surrounded by the galaxies. Like, being a white sheet. Newborn. Pure. Safe.

I am on my way to find more perspectives. To look at the whole cookie, not just a part of it. I am finding my inner peace. I dont need kungfu like Po to alocate the peace. I just want to have it, for myself.
In happiness I find peace. In loneliness I find peace. In silence I find peace.

xx
Vin

Silence and A Wiser

I started to think that, silence is more than gold. It's priceless. It's an act of a wiser. It's a healer. It's a piece of art. It's a skill.

Now, if I was asked, I'd choose silence over speak up.
Every word that comes out of your mouth shall be  positive. Cause words are magic.

It's a behaviour, leads to a habit, then acts. Its sharp, like a sword. It's healing, like a cure. And I believe that mouth is always the root of all unfortunes. Thats why I always try not to say anything bad that I dont wanna say. 

If you have nothing good to say, you better keep it yourself. Swallow the words.

Always think, before speak, even for a single word, it could save a life. Even when I'm alone and speaking to my ownself, whatever it is, when it's good, say it. When it's bad, keep it inside. Doesnt matter if there's no one around to hear it, your body and God hear it. The universe hears it. And you wouldnt wanna see them make it to come to life.

Lately, I think.. people forget to be silent and listen. They tend to speak. Speak arguments, with no facts. Throwing all the negative words around. Knock people down. Hurt people. Spreading the fever. No one actually listens. I dont even see the art of a proper and good communications anymore, where there's a listener and a talker. When whatever we say is heard. And where whenever we dont have anything to say, we keep listening. Not forced, to say something. Which leads to a trashtalking.

Yes, trashtalking.

This is a mad world.

Where the silents are judged to be the weak. The losers. The quitters.

And where the one who always have so much trash to talk about, is the winner.

Society. People. Person. Human being. Needs to be reminded, that sometimes, keeping things for themselves are winning. They avoid conflicts. They act wisely. They reduce anger. They hold on the pride.

It's not about how many words you say, it's about the quality of your talks.

People say you just have to be yourself, but they will turn away and judge you behind. No need to be naive. Truth is, they will. We all will. Both in a fluffy way, or in a harsh way. To be judged good, talk good. Act good. Live good.

A wiser avoids a problem, a dumb makes it. Always remember that it is always okay not to say anything. Just let the things fly. Let the society defines you. Sometimes, you dont need words to let the world know. Like a river, things shall be there where it should be, eventually.

Have a faith, that justive will show. And karma walks around.

Silence is the only thing I crave.

xx

Vin

Sleep, Vin. Sleep

First of all..... *takes a breath*
I just opened my twitter and here's what I found:

click on it to zoom

Freakin Mrs. Julia Gillard followed me on Twitter?!
Dont call me a corny, but ya know.. A Julia Gillard. Freakin. Followed. YOU. On. Twitter.
Nah I dont have to explain it here.


Anyways, that's just an intro, let's talk about the main topic.
So I've been lacking of sleep lately. I could only go to sleep (with real sleepiness as the reason) at 2 or 4AM. I usually spent my time, revising for my finals next week, and just surfing the internet like a boss. And I had to get up at 5AM every single morning. But lately I'm feeling the side effects.
I always had massive headache and eyesache or whatever the legal names are for them every single day. Lately. Like, I dont know what I have done to my body, but it did happen. The aches.


I think, (well, seems I should write it down here) it's also because of my caffeine consumption. You knew that I'm a coffee addict. I drink coffee a lot. Literally. I used to have 3 to 4 cups of it a day everyday, and morning coffee was a must. But then this year, since I've written it on my resolution, I dont wanna drink too much coffee. I've added the limit, it cant be more than 3 cups a week. Yes.. Slowly but sure to change.


Also, it's not that my friends and family didnt care. They did. So much. Some of them even sent me a bunch of articles about the dangers of caffein slash coffee. Which, I actually had ever read before, but these acts of them really touched my heart for knowing that they care.

taken at 11.30pm. complete fake happy face

Anyways, back to the main topic. I really have no idea for curing these aches. The most distubing one is the eyes. It hurts. It hurts when you just woke up. It hurts when you're getting out of your bed. It hurts when you're walking. It even hurts when you're doing nothing. And also, the sudden sweat and heartbeats. I mean, my heart does beat,  but suddenly sometimes it gets a lot faster than how its supposed to be.
I'm a bit terrified actually, really.
If any of you were a doctor or had ever been in this kind of situation, please please leave a comment below. Help! :(


xx
Vin

Man, these are good

So, considering that I only have two weeks of holiday (and the first week of it was ruined), I spent my times on reading some books.I'm gonna give you some reviews for these books I read. Okay, so lets start from the first one, its Bergdorf Blondes

Found this somewhere in a bookstore when I wandered around the town alone. Hurggggggggh.

This is a great book. I first read this one when I was in highschool, but it was the Indonesian version. So I kept looking for this baby in every bookstored I could possibly reach.

Generally, this book is about a girl who tried to survive a life in New York. With her super rich boyfriend and her passion for sewing (or probably repairing) wedding dresses. It's all about high fashion, New York girls, and it's quite similar with Candace Bushnell's Sex and The City. This is a really girly book and look at the chic cover. The writing style is also so fresh and quirky. Smart witty jokes that would tickle and make you giggle for a second. And who's the author?

Let's meet the sweet sweet lady, Plum Sykes.

Sykes poses for a portrait in Houston, TX

Sykes is an  English-born fashion writer and New York “it girl". In 1993 Plum Sykes became a fashion assistant at British Vogue. She was featured that year, with, among others, designer Bella Freud and model Stella Tennant in Babes in London, in a photographic shoot by the American Steven Meisel, which was produced by the rising fashion guru Isabella Blow.

In 1997 Sykes became a contributing editor on fashion for American Vogue, of which Anna Wintour, also British, had been editor-in-chief since 1988. 

In 2004, the world of New York fashion was the setting for Sykes' first novel, "Bergdorf Blondes" and sold a quarter of a million copies worldwide. It took its title from the Bergdorf Goodman store in Upper Manhattan, founded at the end of the 19th century

A second novel, "The Debutante Divorcée", was published in 2006. Plum publicised it with an array of personal appearances at stores in New York (Chanel, Ralph Lauren, Frederic Fekkai, Ferragamo, Neiman Marcus and Oscar de la Renta).

Okay, moving on to the next  book. I have Deception Point by Dan Brown.

Quick review. When a NASA satellite discovers an astonishingly rare object buried deep in the Arctic ice, the floundering space agency proclaims a much-needed victory -- a victory with profound implications for NASA policy and the impending presidential election. To verify the authenticity of the find, the White House calls upon the skills of intelligence analyst Rachel Sexton. Accompanied by a team of experts, including the charismatic scholar Michael Tolland, Rachel travels to the Arctic and uncovers the unthinkable: evidence of scientific trickery -- a bold deception that threatens to plunge the world into controversy. But before she can warn the President, Rachel and Michael are ambushed by a deadly team of assassins. Fleeing for their lives across a desolate and lethal landscape, their only hope for survival is to discover who is behind this masterful plot.

I really wish I could meet him in person.

I've been a longtime fan of Dan Brown's masterpiece since I read his first book about Langdon, The Da Vinci Code. I was... in middle school at the moment I guess. And I swear, I had never found such book before as I was still a really young girl who knew that such books didnt exist. But then I read it and I got attached to it and finally I got addicted. My passion for this kind of thriller, mysteries and conspirations was first raised by his books

And believe me when I say this, I have ALL of his books.

Having and completing my collection of his books was one of my 2011's resolutions. And now it's completed. I even had them in two languages.

It's nuts sometimes what you do for something you like with pleasures.

I think I'm kinda obsessed with books. Like, severely obsessed. Lol.

Okay, so I guess thats it for today. Gotta get back to my real life, revising for my finals next week.

Wish me luck, you coffee drinkers. Wish me lots of it.

xx

Vin

NYE For A Bat Person

I could never be a normal person anymore.
It's 3.44AM as it appears on the screen. And in fact, I havent been to sleep at all.
Instead, I am now in a break from reading some slides for my finals. Accompanied by this TV -I dont know what movie they're playing but it seems quite good. Everyone else was asleep. They're tired, I suppose. The big family visit a week before was.. a complete mess. Not to mention the crying baby who threw up in the living room, loud hyper kids in the morning, a grandma who spoke like a truck horn in every word.
And not including the lack of sleep quality, blown up laundries, and an exhausted mum.

But anyways, lets just get over it.

It's 2012 people!
Let's start all over. Well, actually you can never start everything over. All you can do is, continue what you've started. Change. Manage. I made my new years resolutions yesterday. It was.. okay. I put everything that I feel like doing and things I want to have on the list. Priorities. Goals. Challenges. It's always good to have something you can look at and say "Yes, I'm on my way to get you".

Hmmm. This year's transition was the simplest I've ever had. I kinda didnt feel the.. I dont know what it's called, the spirit? Maybe the euphoria. It was just like a normal day, normal night, normal hours, normal activities. Garden party that didnt last for long, kids, tired people.Nobody got it through the midnight even.
But I did.

Spent it with my overseas so-called-brother on Skype. It was fun. I had so much good laugh. Oh and he sang too. Guitar playings, nice songs.. I dont know how to say it but I always like it when someone sings with a guitar. You can never describe how it feels, but it always makes me happy.

Ummm so, I'm starting to hear voices outside. Turns out, it's 4.12AM. I dont know where the time went, it went so fast as I grew up. Wow.. just came to my mind that this year.. I'm not gonna be in a uniform anymore. I'm not gonna think about how my life would be when I'm graduated. And all the things I used to wonder about when I was at school.. has come to this very moment. Here I am. I'm 17. Turning 18 this year.
I'm growing up. I'm getting older. Wow. Seriously, where was I 5 minutes ago? And looking now, I just got older for 5 minutes. Well, maybe 6 minutes.

OMG do you believe that I just heard a growling sound outside? Anyways, sorry. I got distracted a lot.
So.. might as well I go back to my finals-revise. My holiday is ending this week and that means the finals are coming in the next week. I dont wanna waste my time for nothing, I swear.

Happy 2012 to all of you! Hope you had a great 2011. Wish me luck for my finals, shit just got serious. I hope each of you are having a really good time when you're reading this :) Oh and ps: thanks to my so-called-brother for keeping me company till 3 in the morning and the patience to explain me about dingdong, singing till it sounded like a lullaby. Sorry for keeping yo ass awake. Peace outtt -man voice-
-Closes the tab and opens the slides- Back to life, people.

xx
Vin