One of the things I hate is posts in social media—like Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram— that’s fishing for likes. Yeah, I think they treat that dumb thumb icon like some sort of currency; like it’s a holy thing that can make their positions way above of us.
I am actually already despise this kind of practice for a considerably amount of time. I got a realization—epiphany, if you will— that this like doesn’t give me anything. I think it’s… Continue reading
When I was a kid, I always thought that being moody is a disorder. Why wouldn’t it? You’re getting mood swings so quickly without any particular reasons. It creeped me out.
I imagined that being moody means that person maybe at least had two personalities, and that was unhealthy and creepy at the same time. I also aligned it with the fact that people kept themselves away from moody ones. If moody wasn’t a disorder, then what was it? Continue reading
I remembered those time when last year, almost every day rain was falling at Bandung. When I had the chance, usually I read books in the living room for hours. Reading while sometimes seeing the rain fell gave me a relaxing feeling. Somehow I didn’t want that moment to end. Continue reading
As if isn’t obvious enough, this is a picture I took in a department store not far from my house spending their fortunes to buy things they need.
So? Continue reading
I remembered that famous manifesto—or essay, call is as you will—made by Mark Zuckerberg. I still think I can’t translate it quite right.
Reading an essay consists of 5,735 words is exhausting me. It requires a lot of energy to read and translate what he really means. It’s like reading a science journal, when you have to dissect every part of the essay then interpret it using your own words.
All right, here are the main points I got from reading his essay: Continue reading
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