Rabu, 21 September 2011
Rabu, 14 September 2011
circled in, or circled out?
Today, I am tired with all of that preparation, proper schedule, and discipline. I planned to wake up an hour later than I usually did. Took a shower, washed my hair, had a slow breakfast, and caught on my bus one and a half hour later that I used to.
That morning I decided to jump to a depressed decision, I guess?
Yes, the traffic is heavy. Jakarta, rush hour. As I thought, and previously knew it so I feel welcome, go ahead, road, I don’t mind.
The road was so rushed my bus driver got a fuck finger from a car. The car driver opened the window and swore at the bus driver. The bus driver starred back, nodded his head and puffed the smoke out off his lips.
Back to the rush hour I try to seize the journey while holding to something I could grab to stay poise. Meanwhile thinking if I was the car driver would I also swear in that condition? If I swear then would I swear along the weekdays in the rush hour? Then I would be a grumpy person that come to the office with swearing stories every morning, while maybe the bus driver will have the same stories about another rich man swearing to his bus. Now who’s laughing?
I guess, if you wanna live in Jakarta, that is not how we deal with everyday stuff. I don’t say you have to be a bus driver to see that how things stand. But I suggest you not to get nailed with what people call comfort circle
Why? I might have the main reason, but you can figure it out others yourself. It is for us to be prepared if someday we will go out of the circle. You actually don’t know how big is your circle, how your daily will make it bigger or even make it smaller. I’d like to make it bigger so I wouldn’t mind going everywhere, even when I have to come out from the circle, I’m not scared, or at least I try not to be scared, because it doesn’t mean worse to be out there, and somehow we have to see our own circle from behind, beside, or above, observe it by zooming it out.
Often we can’t appreciate what is really around us, we can’t see clearly what’s near us, or even we can’t feel what are we actually face. Like if we are on the top of the hill, we should sometimes get down and seize the journey to feel and memorize the hassle.
Unfortunately, how many people brave enough, and have guts to jump off their circle, or just to walk off it once or twice to wipe the yawn and have some deeds..
Dear women, period.
Have you ever feel pre menstruation syndrom? Indeed.
Have you ever use it as reasons? Why not.
Have you ever been told not to use it as reasons? I had.
Yes, it is a lame to praise our weakness. Yes, it’s hard to be mature. We are women, can we just pamper our self or ask to be a baby once a month? It’s not that easy to face our self. Too many problems to be solved out we have too little time if w have to be a baby once a month.
But hello women? You know how it feels right to have that hard time? We have try to be as normal as if we don’t have period, Gosh, it’s hard. Sometimes I think that what makes women get mature faster than men, while they look strong but actually weak inside and women look stronger than they’re looked.
It’s just somehow I can’t understand myself either, and yet try to understand other people around. And it happens in pre menstruation syndrome. Zip it..