…Reading is soooo addictive!

OK so I read books since like forever! I love the muppet’s story book, sailormoon, etc. Anything, anything but comic (yes, I’m not a comic person).

I love reading because I love stories. Anykind of stories, about people, life, history, or just something about technology.

And it’s hard for me to control myself from reading too much. Reading is like using drugs for me. addictive and hard to stop, and you can’t control yourself while using it. Well, let’s say it’s a possitive drugs

and need some sleep

Having a guy dump you and say “hey, we can still be friends” is like having your Mom say “oh your dog died, but you can still keep it” - unknown

In conclusion, never let them say that to you. It hurts like hell.

Everybody can make a mixed-tape. And if you don’t have a computer or Nero Smart program, you can just go to the nearest ‘warnet’ and ask the mas penjaga warnet to make you a mixed-tape, and you just pay Rp.5000,-.

That’s cheap huh? and sometimes, we’re just don’t appreciate cheap stuffs. Like Mixed-tape. You do love it and listen to it like in every single minutes you have, at first 3 days or a week. But after that, you’ll bored with the compilation and starts to make another one without keeping the old one.

I do make a lot of mixed-tape. and I do have a lot of mixed-tape in my room. But there’s only one mixed-tape that means a lot for me. It was black-cased, with gold cover that has a ‘verbatim’ text on its cover. It’s so simple, and too simple, it doesn’t have the track list. I think the mixer is too lazy to write the track list. It has 19 songs, and I only like 5 or 6 tracks. Looks like the mixer didn’t get my stuffs huh? But still it means a lot for me. And what makes it even more important to me, is that mixed-tape was a gift from someone, that I used to,well, like :p OK, so back then on that time, it was 8 o’clock at night, and I was bored and alone, the mixer texted me and say hi ,blablabla, and then the mixer asked me my favorite songs, and just offered me a mixed-tape. and about 4 days later, the mixer gave me the thing with a smile and he added some words that I will never forget: “hope you like it” DUHHH of course I like it! No, I LOVE it! even when it’s not my stuff, I still love it. And on that moment, I wanted to yell “IT’S YOU THAT I LIKE” hehehe anyway, but the mixed tape was pretty good, even it’s just 6 tracks that I like.

So anyway, that’s why a mixed-tape means a lot for me. Yet it’s cheap and useless (except when you really like the song) and easy to forget, a Mixed Tape was a very first gift that I’ve got from my very first crush.

“I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down”

Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine

MAGNIFICENT!