It’s just impossible not to hate her HAHAHA
I am currently reading Haruki Murakami’s book 1Q84. I found a really interesting thoughts about “the end”.
What is the end?
“There has to be an end somewhere. It’s just that nothing’s labeled ‘This is the end.’ Is
the top rung of a ladder labeled ‘This is the last rung. Please don’t step higher than this’?”
Aomame shook her head.
“It’s the same thing,” Tamaru said.
Aomame said, “If you use your common sense and keep your eyes open, it becomes clear
enough where the end is.”
Tamaru nodded. “And even if it doesn’t”—he made a falling gesture with his finger “—the
end is right there.”
Casey Abrams, I adore youuuuuuuu
Lately I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. Thinking about life, about things that we can only feel but not see,about a lot of things that cannot simply answered in a matter of second.Sometimes before I went to bed, I asked myself tons of questions about my life goals and the purposes of my existence. Each and every time I spent on thinking about these things make me feel like I’ve wasted such precious times and chances that the world, or God,have given me. Instead of finding answers to these questions, I ended up feeling bad about myself and doing a lot of self introspection.
The last few months I’ve been feeling like a total loser. I lost control of things, made decision that I later regret, and forgot about my priorities. I have enough with this feeling. I have enough of failing. Although people say that failing is a process and you have to fail to success, I still think that the world has no times for failing. I do not have time for failing. I should move on and do the best.

Found this near the Homomonument, Amsterdam. I wanted to buy those hilarious postcards,too bad mom didn’t allow me to. It’s too expensive for just a printed piece of paper she said.
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It’s funny how sometimes book you thought wouldn’t interest you even for a bit ended up to be the book that you loved more than the book you thought you would love the first time you saw it.
Gonna write more about the book soon!
| P : | Be, minjem kalkulator |
| B : | *ngasih kalkulator* |
| P : | Be, ini kalkulatornya pake batre ya? |
| B : | Iya,pa. Kenapa ? |
| P : | Batrenya dimana? |
| B : | Di dalem. Masukinnya dari belakang/ |
| P : | Kayanya batrenya mati deh |
| B : | *mencet tombol on* *kalkulator nyala* |
| P : | Oh nyala |
| B : | *krik* |