Once upon time, there was a little girl.
At first, she was really happy.
She lived in a happy family and all her wishes always be fulfilled.
Somehow, her relatives grew dislikes on her and they started to talk about her behind her back.
They managed to persuade the parents and that girl became exiled in the family.
The parents planned to throw the girl away.
They said to the little girl “Let’s go for a holiday!”
The little girl excited, she was very happy.
On the road, she fell asleep, dreaming about good things that might happen on the holiday.
But suddenly, the dream turned into nightmare and she jolted from her sleep.
She looked around and questioning herself “Where am I?”
She was in the middle of nowhere.
She discovered some food and her favorite doll laid on the ground beside her.
There was a letter too there.
“We will pick you up someday.”
So, the little girl waited.
Tried to survive the harsh nature, a strange place she never had been before.
One day, she almost got bored of waiting.
She could only talked with her doll and did nothing except waiting for her parents to pick her up.
Suddenly, a girl passed by, asking her what she was doing.
She said, “I am waiting for my parents.”
The strange girl found out about the letter and she laughed at her.
“Are you stupid? Your parents had left you! Why you still wait for them here?”
Then, the girl asked the little girl to come with her and so she did.
The lonely little girl could smile again after a long time, she felt lucky for having a friend like the strange girl.
They started on a journey.
One day, they camped on the side of the road.
The little girl dreamt again about the wonderful journey that she had with the strange girl, smiling in her sleep.
The next morning, she woke up.
The strange girl had gone.
She even took away all her food supplies!
The little girl felt tricked and she really mad because of that.
But, she said to herself, “What’s the point thinking of it? Let it go!”
Then, the little girl started on her journey again.
Now, she was alone again.
She ate all she could find on the road.
She was really lucky if she could find a fresh fruit that fell from the tree.
The worst is a dead rat on the road or even some leftovers.
One day, she discovered a small wood house.
A small hope grew in her heart again.
She knocked at the house and a nice looking woman opened the door for her.
The woman provided her with shelters and food.
There, she felt like she was back in her home with her beloved mother.
After a few days, the woman started to show her true intentions.
The woman forced the little girl to work really hard and served her.
The little girl did what she ordered the woman ordered her to do.
She tried to serve the woman with all she had without complaining.
One day, the woman gave the little girl a little leftover from her dinner.
Before the little girl ate it, she fed the small cat in the woman’s house.
She was really surprised that the cat writhed in pain and died after ate the food.
She discovered that the food was already been poisoned.
Broken hearted again, she ran away from her house.
She was on a journey again, living a life like a stray cat again.
She asked her doll on one random night, “Little doll, could we put our faith to other people?”
After quite a long journey alone, she found another girl.
The girl was picking ripe apples from the tree.
The girl saw the little girl and she smiled to her.
She said, “Are you alone? Let’s come to my village!”
Of course, the little girl filled with joy after heard that.
So, both of them walked to the village.
The girl’s family welcomed her and took the little girl as their daughter.
The little girl lived a happy life for a moment until one incident occurred.
Some villagers started losing their precious things.
They started grew suspicious to the little girl and even accused her as the thief.
One of them said, “This never happened before you came!”
The villagers started to throw stones to the little girl.
The little girl looked hopefully to her new family, hope that they will save her from a sin she never done.
But, all of them turned their back on her.
Nobody stood on her side.
So, the little girl was forced out from the village.
With blood on her face and wounds everywhere on her body, she continued her journey.
Not long after that, winter came.
All trees died and she couldn’t find any fruits.
Even it’s really hard to find dead rats on the road.
Slowly, the little girl grew weaker.
No food, no drink, no shelter.
One day, there was a snowstorm and she fell down to the ground.
With her last consciousness, she looked around and she realized where she was.
She held her doll tight and said to the doll weakly, “See? It’s the place where mommy daddy first threw us…”
She licked the snow under her, hoping it will quench her thirst a little bit.
Indeed, the snow melted in her mouth and became water.
“I never know that water tasted so delicious…”
She closed her eyes and started to dream.
After that, she fell asleep for eternity.
Every time a random stranger passed that road, he or she could see a small skeleton with a small shabby doll beside it.
Fin.
The morals…
Hmm…
Think for yourselves…
Wow…
This is the first time I finish writing a story!
Tormented Complex (TC)
Selasa, 09 Juni 2009
Donna Nobis Pacem
I lost my only hope.
So, I think I’d better face reality than keep contemplating about things.
Just heard something from somebody.
Kinda break my heart.
Well, actually it’s my fault to put much hope to people around me.
I hate everybody and everything now.
Man, why I never come to realize about this thing.
Maybe it’s the time for me to make great changes and re-shape myself.
This is the first time that I throw my tantrum to thing that I like doing the most.
I hate Capcom.
Well, this sounds really stupid.
I hate it for letting me grow fanatic to video games.
I hate it for persuading me keep buying stupid things.
I hate it for forcing me buy an expensive black box at my home.
I hate it for giving me false hope and stupid dreams that I can work there someday.
I hate it for making me get disappointed today for just some stupid reasons.
Also, I hate everybody now!
Man, this stupid headache is bothering me.
Come to your senses that you will never find anybody that understands you!!!
I went into a wrong school.
Damn…
Where the hell is the place where I can find peace?
Just in several weeks, I’ll get my holiday.
At least, peace in my home.
Well, not really.
At least, my house isn’t really crowded like school.
I can stay at my room.
Maybe because I’m sleepy, I started to say nonsense things.
Time for changes…
So, from now on, let’s try becoming somebody that all people like.
I need to become a “real” girl.
I should care more about the pimples in my face than my comic books.
I should care more about manicure, pedicure and going to salon rather than saving my money for buying game CD.
I should care more about branded clothes in my closet than new video game console.
I should care more about gossips than how to kill zombies in Resident Evil.
I should care more about getting myself prettier than discover how to obtain more blue orb in Devil May Cry.
I should be panic for not having a boyfriend than be panic because I can’t have Sengoku Basara’s merchandise.
I should put Robert Pattison or Daniel Redcliffe posters than anime and game posters in my room.
I should burn down all my comics then change them into fashion magazines.
I should know more fashion things than know the chronological event of my favorite event.
I should change all my games with 90210 or Gossip Girls DVD.
I should change all my artbook with sets of make up and cosmetics.
I should change all my jeans and trousers with dresses.
Oh, man…
I’m such a hypocrit.
I need BD now.
At least for a while.
TC need a rest here…
Why nobody understand…
Why nobody never try to look from my point of view and see what I’ve done for them.
Tormented Complex (TC)
So, I think I’d better face reality than keep contemplating about things.
Just heard something from somebody.
Kinda break my heart.
Well, actually it’s my fault to put much hope to people around me.
I hate everybody and everything now.
Man, why I never come to realize about this thing.
Maybe it’s the time for me to make great changes and re-shape myself.
This is the first time that I throw my tantrum to thing that I like doing the most.
I hate Capcom.
Well, this sounds really stupid.
I hate it for letting me grow fanatic to video games.
I hate it for persuading me keep buying stupid things.
I hate it for forcing me buy an expensive black box at my home.
I hate it for giving me false hope and stupid dreams that I can work there someday.
I hate it for making me get disappointed today for just some stupid reasons.
Also, I hate everybody now!
Man, this stupid headache is bothering me.
Come to your senses that you will never find anybody that understands you!!!
I went into a wrong school.
Damn…
Where the hell is the place where I can find peace?
Just in several weeks, I’ll get my holiday.
At least, peace in my home.
Well, not really.
At least, my house isn’t really crowded like school.
I can stay at my room.
Maybe because I’m sleepy, I started to say nonsense things.
Time for changes…
So, from now on, let’s try becoming somebody that all people like.
I need to become a “real” girl.
I should care more about the pimples in my face than my comic books.
I should care more about manicure, pedicure and going to salon rather than saving my money for buying game CD.
I should care more about branded clothes in my closet than new video game console.
I should care more about gossips than how to kill zombies in Resident Evil.
I should care more about getting myself prettier than discover how to obtain more blue orb in Devil May Cry.
I should be panic for not having a boyfriend than be panic because I can’t have Sengoku Basara’s merchandise.
I should put Robert Pattison or Daniel Redcliffe posters than anime and game posters in my room.
I should burn down all my comics then change them into fashion magazines.
I should know more fashion things than know the chronological event of my favorite event.
I should change all my games with 90210 or Gossip Girls DVD.
I should change all my artbook with sets of make up and cosmetics.
I should change all my jeans and trousers with dresses.
Oh, man…
I’m such a hypocrit.
I need BD now.
At least for a while.
TC need a rest here…
Why nobody understand…
Why nobody never try to look from my point of view and see what I’ve done for them.
Tormented Complex (TC)
Jumat, 15 Mei 2009
May 13, 2009
Semakin dewasa dan semakin gw bertumbuh secara mental, semakin gw sadari bahwa pada akhirnya gw hidup seorang diri di dunia ini. Meskipun ada orang-orang lain di sekitar kita yang menemani, bukan berarti mereka dapat selalu ada untuk kita begitu pula kita untuk mereka.
Semakin gw sadari bahwa yang selama ini gw perjuangkan untuk orang lain semakin tidak berarti. Karena pada akhirnya yang mendapat penghargaan atas apa yang telah gw buat adalah orang-orang lain. Dan tidak ada yang mengingat berapa susahnya gw melakukan hal itu.
Dan selama ini gw gak pernah menemukan orang yang menyadari bahwa gw selama ini bekerja di belakang dan melakukan hal-hal kotor lainnya hanya untuk kepentingan orang-orang di sekitar gw. Gw melakukan hal itu agar hal-hal buruk yang tidak diharapkan tidak akan terjadi. Namun sampai saat ini, gw belum menemukan ada orang yang sepenuhnya menyadari bahwa gw melakukan semua itu.
Gw bukan berpikir kalo gw ini membutuhkan pujian ataupun membutuhkan penghargaan dari orang-orang di sekitar gw. Tapi yang gw butuhkan saat ini adalah pernyataan akan keberadaan diri gw di dunia ini.
Ataukah gw emang tidak diharapkan untuk terus berada di dunia ini. Karena keberadaan gw sebenarnya tidak berarti sama sekali. Gw udah gak mau tau lagi. Karena semakin lama gw hidup semakin banyak yang membebani gw dan di satu sisi gw semakin kehilangan arti hidup gw.
Rein
Semakin gw sadari bahwa yang selama ini gw perjuangkan untuk orang lain semakin tidak berarti. Karena pada akhirnya yang mendapat penghargaan atas apa yang telah gw buat adalah orang-orang lain. Dan tidak ada yang mengingat berapa susahnya gw melakukan hal itu.
Dan selama ini gw gak pernah menemukan orang yang menyadari bahwa gw selama ini bekerja di belakang dan melakukan hal-hal kotor lainnya hanya untuk kepentingan orang-orang di sekitar gw. Gw melakukan hal itu agar hal-hal buruk yang tidak diharapkan tidak akan terjadi. Namun sampai saat ini, gw belum menemukan ada orang yang sepenuhnya menyadari bahwa gw melakukan semua itu.
Gw bukan berpikir kalo gw ini membutuhkan pujian ataupun membutuhkan penghargaan dari orang-orang di sekitar gw. Tapi yang gw butuhkan saat ini adalah pernyataan akan keberadaan diri gw di dunia ini.
Ataukah gw emang tidak diharapkan untuk terus berada di dunia ini. Karena keberadaan gw sebenarnya tidak berarti sama sekali. Gw udah gak mau tau lagi. Karena semakin lama gw hidup semakin banyak yang membebani gw dan di satu sisi gw semakin kehilangan arti hidup gw.
Rein
Dream and Delusion
May 11, 2009
I don’t know what happen to me.
I was sleeping at the evening
I have an unconscious dream.
I dream about someone that went away about 4 years ago to another country.
In my dream, I met again with him.
I don’t know but it makes me feel lonely.
Cause I can remember all the things that we have done together.
Actually it’s not like me to say such a sentimental things like this.
But because that dream, I can recall all the things with him.
Rein
I don’t know what happen to me.
I was sleeping at the evening
I have an unconscious dream.
I dream about someone that went away about 4 years ago to another country.
In my dream, I met again with him.
I don’t know but it makes me feel lonely.
Cause I can remember all the things that we have done together.
Actually it’s not like me to say such a sentimental things like this.
But because that dream, I can recall all the things with him.
Rein
Senin, 11 Mei 2009
Feel the pain, feel the suffer
Now, my life was upside down...
Nothing happened as what I imagine before
Actually it's not a big a deal for me
But for the real
why such a thing like this happen to me???
Why?
every unlucky thing comes to my life
one by one
slow but sure
i just want to live happily
without pain n suffer
no deal for hope
no think to die
but somehow
i just want to erase my existance in this world
and never want to live this life anymore
i try to ignore everything
everyone
but when i try that
many of you come to me to say this and that
so i can't do that
as my parents so
they put to much hopr on my shoulders
as my big brother
he put unforgetable swear to me
as my second brother
he put unforgetable promise to me
and as my life goes on
i still need to struggle with many things
i need to face the pain
i need to fight the suffer
although i ain't gonna live in this world
i still need to face the truth
Rein
Nothing happened as what I imagine before
Actually it's not a big a deal for me
But for the real
why such a thing like this happen to me???
Why?
every unlucky thing comes to my life
one by one
slow but sure
i just want to live happily
without pain n suffer
no deal for hope
no think to die
but somehow
i just want to erase my existance in this world
and never want to live this life anymore
i try to ignore everything
everyone
but when i try that
many of you come to me to say this and that
so i can't do that
as my parents so
they put to much hopr on my shoulders
as my big brother
he put unforgetable swear to me
as my second brother
he put unforgetable promise to me
and as my life goes on
i still need to struggle with many things
i need to face the pain
i need to fight the suffer
although i ain't gonna live in this world
i still need to face the truth
Rein
TC
yeah i've been reading ur post
i have watch the same movie
but at last
you could never say that she betray him just for herself
she has another reason to betray
even though it's an unforgivable things
somehow we need to lie to the dearest person
and at last
she shows her words to him
life it's not that simple
maybe u can say i'm the Trickster
i have watch the same movie
but at last
you could never say that she betray him just for herself
she has another reason to betray
even though it's an unforgivable things
somehow we need to lie to the dearest person
and at last
she shows her words to him
life it's not that simple
maybe u can say i'm the Trickster
Minggu, 03 Mei 2009
I Hope...
I ever wonder…
I wake up in a random morning.
Somebody told me that my time in this world is only a day left.
Wow…
I’ll be full of joy after hearing that.
I wish…
I fell sick suddenly.
Then, the doctor said that I suffered from cancer or whatever severe disease and told me that I can only survive not more than several months…
Another joy…
I want…
To live alone somewhere in this part of world.
Only me, alone.
Enjoying my peace time.
Doing things I want…
Yesterday, I watched “Wolverine” on the cinema.
Well, the real title is “X-Men Origins: Wolverine”.
I heard one saying there.
Very memorable for me.
“I thought you are the moon and I’m the one who brought flower for you. I thought I’m your Wolverine. But, you are the Trickster, right? And I’m the foolish guy who you tricked.”
So touching, yet, sad.
The guy who lived and survived for revenge, at the end found out that he tried to take revenge on someone who actually didn’t deserve it.
Whoever got near him will be in great danger and bad luck.
At the end, his memories were erased.
He even couldn’t recognize himself.
I wish I were someone like him.
At least, living for revenge.
Even it does hurt to know that the one you fight for has betrayed you.
Tormented Complex (TC)
I wake up in a random morning.
Somebody told me that my time in this world is only a day left.
Wow…
I’ll be full of joy after hearing that.
I wish…
I fell sick suddenly.
Then, the doctor said that I suffered from cancer or whatever severe disease and told me that I can only survive not more than several months…
Another joy…
I want…
To live alone somewhere in this part of world.
Only me, alone.
Enjoying my peace time.
Doing things I want…
Yesterday, I watched “Wolverine” on the cinema.
Well, the real title is “X-Men Origins: Wolverine”.
I heard one saying there.
Very memorable for me.
“I thought you are the moon and I’m the one who brought flower for you. I thought I’m your Wolverine. But, you are the Trickster, right? And I’m the foolish guy who you tricked.”
So touching, yet, sad.
The guy who lived and survived for revenge, at the end found out that he tried to take revenge on someone who actually didn’t deserve it.
Whoever got near him will be in great danger and bad luck.
At the end, his memories were erased.
He even couldn’t recognize himself.
I wish I were someone like him.
At least, living for revenge.
Even it does hurt to know that the one you fight for has betrayed you.
Tormented Complex (TC)
Sabtu, 25 April 2009
Vero nihil verius
March 25, 2009
“Tidak ada yang lebih benar daripada kebenaran itu sendiri”
Hidup ini terus mencari kebenaran
Tapi mengingat kebenaran yang ada selama ini
Kita hanya melihat
Segala kebenaran hanyalah sumber kegetiran hidup
Bukan menjadi motivasi untuk bertahan hidup
Kalau terus begitu
Buat apa manusia masih mencari-cari kebenaran
Buat apa manusia terus berjuang
Kalau segala kebenaran sudah ditetapkan oleh Tuhan
Kebenaran bahwa hidup tak selamanya indah
Kebenaran bahwa akhir hidup adalah kematian
Kebenaran bahwa kematian merupakan suatu kehilangan dan kehampaan
Kebenaran bahwa tak ada yang abadi di dunia ini
Kebenaran bahwa waktu terus berjalan
Kebenaran bahwa segala sesuatu perlu perjuanagn
Kebenaran bahwa yang benar akan selalu menang
Kebenaran bahwa terang akan mengalahkan kegelapan
“Tidak ada yang lebih benar daripada kebenaran itu sendiri”
Hidup ini terus mencari kebenaran
Tapi mengingat kebenaran yang ada selama ini
Kita hanya melihat
Segala kebenaran hanyalah sumber kegetiran hidup
Bukan menjadi motivasi untuk bertahan hidup
Kalau terus begitu
Buat apa manusia masih mencari-cari kebenaran
Buat apa manusia terus berjuang
Kalau segala kebenaran sudah ditetapkan oleh Tuhan
Kebenaran bahwa hidup tak selamanya indah
Kebenaran bahwa akhir hidup adalah kematian
Kebenaran bahwa kematian merupakan suatu kehilangan dan kehampaan
Kebenaran bahwa tak ada yang abadi di dunia ini
Kebenaran bahwa waktu terus berjalan
Kebenaran bahwa segala sesuatu perlu perjuanagn
Kebenaran bahwa yang benar akan selalu menang
Kebenaran bahwa terang akan mengalahkan kegelapan
Kegelapan
March 23, 2009
“kegelapan akan dikalahkan oleh terang”
“yang memilih kegelapan akan kalah oleh terang”
Sesuatu yang sudah menjadi klise
Menganggap bahwa kegelapan selalu jahat
Keliru!
Semua itu salah!
Apa memang kegelapan itu selalu jahat?
Bukankah kegelapan adalah suatu bentuk penantian
Penantian dalam menunggu datangnya terang
Kegelapan bukanlah penjara
Bukan juga jalan buntu
Melainkan pintu masuk menuju terang
Pintu untuk menyongsong sesuatu yang baru
Yang akan menjadi semakin berarti saat gelap kembali datang
“kegelapan akan dikalahkan oleh terang”
“yang memilih kegelapan akan kalah oleh terang”
Sesuatu yang sudah menjadi klise
Menganggap bahwa kegelapan selalu jahat
Keliru!
Semua itu salah!
Apa memang kegelapan itu selalu jahat?
Bukankah kegelapan adalah suatu bentuk penantian
Penantian dalam menunggu datangnya terang
Kegelapan bukanlah penjara
Bukan juga jalan buntu
Melainkan pintu masuk menuju terang
Pintu untuk menyongsong sesuatu yang baru
Yang akan menjadi semakin berarti saat gelap kembali datang
Cup of Life
March 22, 2009
Manusia tak pernah bisa membayar segala sesuatu yang telah dilakukan
Manusia selalu berharap lebih tanpa berbuat banyak
Manusia selalu meminta lebih daripada memberi
Lambat laun keinginan manusia seperti cangkir yang terus diis sampai airnya tumpah
Dan disaat air yang jatuh semakin banyak dan tumpah
Saat itu pulalah manusia mengalami kejatuhan
Namun ada yang bangkt dan berdiri
Dan mencari cangkir yang lebih besar
Yang mampu menampung keinginannya lebih banyak lagi
Ada yang berdiam diri sejenak
Kemudian memecahkan cangkir yang sudah terlalu kecil
Ada yang jatuh dan tumpah tanpa pernah berusaha bangkit
Sampai air yang tersisa dan air yang jatuh pun habis dan mengering
Manakah diriku?
Manakah dirimu?
Akupun tak tahu
Manusia tak pernah bisa membayar segala sesuatu yang telah dilakukan
Manusia selalu berharap lebih tanpa berbuat banyak
Manusia selalu meminta lebih daripada memberi
Lambat laun keinginan manusia seperti cangkir yang terus diis sampai airnya tumpah
Dan disaat air yang jatuh semakin banyak dan tumpah
Saat itu pulalah manusia mengalami kejatuhan
Namun ada yang bangkt dan berdiri
Dan mencari cangkir yang lebih besar
Yang mampu menampung keinginannya lebih banyak lagi
Ada yang berdiam diri sejenak
Kemudian memecahkan cangkir yang sudah terlalu kecil
Ada yang jatuh dan tumpah tanpa pernah berusaha bangkit
Sampai air yang tersisa dan air yang jatuh pun habis dan mengering
Manakah diriku?
Manakah dirimu?
Akupun tak tahu
Malam tanpa bulan
March 16, 2009
Saat matahari tenggelam
Saat hitam menutupi bumi
Saat gelap menguasai hari
Malam ini menjadi malam
Malam tanpa bulan
Malam tanpa dia yang menemani
Sepi dan sunyi
Gelap dan dingin
Itulah yang menemaniku saat ini
Saat matahari tenggelam
Saat hitam menutupi bumi
Saat gelap menguasai hari
Malam ini menjadi malam
Malam tanpa bulan
Malam tanpa dia yang menemani
Sepi dan sunyi
Gelap dan dingin
Itulah yang menemaniku saat ini
Kamis, 23 April 2009
I Don't Understand!!!!
I don't understand...
I don't understand...
I don't understand EVERYTHING!!!
Tormented Complex (TC)
I don't understand...
I don't understand EVERYTHING!!!
Tormented Complex (TC)
Selasa, 21 April 2009
Not Important at All, Don't Bother to Read
Feels like wanting to fill the blog, but I don’t have any interesting thing to be said.
Only some problems, but I don’t feel like writing it.
Well, maybe because people will grow bored if I write that again and again.
I’ll just fill in some random things.
I can’t think anything clearly, because my mind is clouded.
I am also distracted by something.
My structure and the arrangement of the sentences in this post will be absolutely awful too…
My head is spinning…
Hmmm…
Yeah, I have a week of holiday.
But, the teachers gave me lots of things and homework.
I haven’t finished any…
Haha11x.
Screw the homework…
I just need a time of peace…
Being in my room, just laying on the bed doing nothing will be absolutely a great thing!!!
Add some heavy metal music from the radio sounds good too…
Tormented Complex (TC)
Only some problems, but I don’t feel like writing it.
Well, maybe because people will grow bored if I write that again and again.
I’ll just fill in some random things.
I can’t think anything clearly, because my mind is clouded.
I am also distracted by something.
My structure and the arrangement of the sentences in this post will be absolutely awful too…
My head is spinning…
Hmmm…
Yeah, I have a week of holiday.
But, the teachers gave me lots of things and homework.
I haven’t finished any…
Haha11x.
Screw the homework…
I just need a time of peace…
Being in my room, just laying on the bed doing nothing will be absolutely a great thing!!!
Add some heavy metal music from the radio sounds good too…
Tormented Complex (TC)
Jumat, 03 April 2009
Lonely Again
Another post from me.
So tired…
But also, I am relieved because I have arrived at my home.
Being in my school is so hard these days.
Having some problems again (well, always have, actually).
Maybe I can say I have problems with my social life again.
Well, that’s obvious.
Considering I am not really a person who can get along easily.
Sometimes, I think…
I contemplate.
What have I done in my life up till now?
I only keep studying.
Maybe that’s how I make myself to be visible to other.
Because that’s the only thing I can do!
I study; get some good scores in the exams to please my parents.
Try to do all the homework, then, lend it to my friend on tomorrow morning to be copied.
People only know me as a diligent student.
Someone, who they can rely on when they forget to do their homework.
Someone, who they can ask to finish all the group’s work.
Simply because I can’t abandon my duties.
That’s the only thing I can do.
Even if I have studied hard, I still can’t get really satisfying scores.
I can’t deny that sometimes I get pissed when I got bad scores.
Maybe because I have studied hard and that’s the only way for me to keep being visible in people’s eyes.
My mom ever said to me, “What’s the point for you to keep studying like that? You study for 8 hours and your score even lower than them who only study for 2 hours!”
She also said to me, “You work on your assignment for 4 hours, but your score even lower than them who just worked on theirs in the morning at school!”
What a pity.
My mom said that I have just to study, finish my education, pick a job, maybe as an accountant, make money, and then get married.
Surely boring life…
She also said to me many times that I don’t have talents.
So, what’s the point of that hard work?
Maybe no…
Just try to waste my time.
You know…
People stare at me with “fuck off” words written clearly on their faces.
I am pretty confident that they would rather spend 3 hours with someone they hate than being with me just for 5 minutes.
This Wednesday, my friend did a reflection for the religion lesson.
When I said that my talent is playing game, they instantly laughed on me.
Well, playing game is the only thing I think I can do.
No playing some silly mini games, but real games, which force you to think and master the controls of the game.
People even earn money by playing games!
The winners of Counter Strike competition earn 3 millions rupiah!
A professional gamer is really appreciated in America.
A guy with codename: F4atality is one professional gamers which well known in US.
Game producer will ask him to play the game they made.
If they get good reviews from him, the game will be absolutely become a hit.
A pleasant and relaxing job.
I wish people would see me not because I’m a diligent student who is useful for them.
I hope they can see me from what I really like the most.
I have thrown away my biggest dream.
Work alone again…
Try alone and keep the pain alone. (wow, good phrase!)
Tormented Complex (TC)
So tired…
But also, I am relieved because I have arrived at my home.
Being in my school is so hard these days.
Having some problems again (well, always have, actually).
Maybe I can say I have problems with my social life again.
Well, that’s obvious.
Considering I am not really a person who can get along easily.
Sometimes, I think…
I contemplate.
What have I done in my life up till now?
I only keep studying.
Maybe that’s how I make myself to be visible to other.
Because that’s the only thing I can do!
I study; get some good scores in the exams to please my parents.
Try to do all the homework, then, lend it to my friend on tomorrow morning to be copied.
People only know me as a diligent student.
Someone, who they can rely on when they forget to do their homework.
Someone, who they can ask to finish all the group’s work.
Simply because I can’t abandon my duties.
That’s the only thing I can do.
Even if I have studied hard, I still can’t get really satisfying scores.
I can’t deny that sometimes I get pissed when I got bad scores.
Maybe because I have studied hard and that’s the only way for me to keep being visible in people’s eyes.
My mom ever said to me, “What’s the point for you to keep studying like that? You study for 8 hours and your score even lower than them who only study for 2 hours!”
She also said to me, “You work on your assignment for 4 hours, but your score even lower than them who just worked on theirs in the morning at school!”
What a pity.
My mom said that I have just to study, finish my education, pick a job, maybe as an accountant, make money, and then get married.
Surely boring life…
She also said to me many times that I don’t have talents.
So, what’s the point of that hard work?
Maybe no…
Just try to waste my time.
You know…
People stare at me with “fuck off” words written clearly on their faces.
I am pretty confident that they would rather spend 3 hours with someone they hate than being with me just for 5 minutes.
This Wednesday, my friend did a reflection for the religion lesson.
When I said that my talent is playing game, they instantly laughed on me.
Well, playing game is the only thing I think I can do.
No playing some silly mini games, but real games, which force you to think and master the controls of the game.
People even earn money by playing games!
The winners of Counter Strike competition earn 3 millions rupiah!
A professional gamer is really appreciated in America.
A guy with codename: F4atality is one professional gamers which well known in US.
Game producer will ask him to play the game they made.
If they get good reviews from him, the game will be absolutely become a hit.
A pleasant and relaxing job.
I wish people would see me not because I’m a diligent student who is useful for them.
I hope they can see me from what I really like the most.
I have thrown away my biggest dream.
Work alone again…
Try alone and keep the pain alone. (wow, good phrase!)
Tormented Complex (TC)
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