name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
fever again; while i really want to watch the executions
yeah, i catched a cold. everybody said i have been pushed myself too hard while my condition wasn't so good. i miss my drums, my hang out places and my besties. it started this wednesday. while my classroom had been moved to the computer's laboratory. it's so cold when you sat at my seat, so maybe i got a lil hypotermia and i disobey nick, which told me that i have to wore my sweater. last friday, me and syam did practicing session at gamelan's room without luthfi, because he went to comic studio with miraj, darta, acolabs etc etc. i'm so sorry for him because i did told him to bring his violin.
and in case you don't understand, the luthfi i told you about is muhammad luthfiansyah, not luthfi sahputra. don't call me pathetic, okay?
well, after that, i felt bad with my throat. it must be my amandels and my sinusitis. but i didn't take it too seriously. late evening, i bought some books for nick at jing si, when i took a walk. after that my head seemed so heavy, and i remembered that i have drank fanta electric that friday morning, it made me looked so silly now. oh god. yeah, my friend, devy already told me that it is not good to drank too much soda in the morning, while today i want to go home, but alas i cannot. fajar drove me home at night because he worried me a lot. thanks dude. anyway, i went to my house at pondok kopi. Poppa renovating or redecorating the house occasionally and now, he is. he changed the whole border into aluminium and bought some paints. i slept at my room and mumma woke me at 5:30 AM. she told me that i was very sound. yeah, of course, i can't stand the beauty of sleeping though. i was facing difficulity of sleeps that you called insomnia, but that night there's nothing i could do but sleep.
i'm so overloaded with the thoughts that i need to practiced the rhodes. but i finally took a week off again-not me actually, but my music principal, gave me a dispensation because i had worked too hard on everything. i thank god to have you, mrs deviana. i owe you too much. yeah as i laid down at my bed with my hello kitty blanket and mr berry, nick came to check me up while he need to drove rayen to rawamangun. i handed him the book, as i know he have worked with his mandarin and kantonese language. i hope it helps ;) he gave me the bye bye fever plast, and some foods from circa, cold oatmeal and energen. well it was my favorite breakfast if i get hospitalized, and i feel like i need to go to the doctor but yeah i was spent too much money on buying medicine, and now i have to save some for buy a subkick. now my nose filled with mucus. and i can't breath. my words flowing around with a bad grammar and without a direction. i want to watch TV at 1 am, i want to know about amrozi's execution, to note that they have broke my heart by exploding bali's night life. well for me, they shouldn't get executed, THEY SHOULD WATCH THEIR FAMILY GET EXPLODED TO PIECES!! i was very annoyed when they said about jihad and they should saw their family-from behaving to threating anyone-dying in front of them. i'm sure it will be nice and yeaaah how it feels like when they get killed? i'm pretty excited. but you know, this is indonesia. and indonesian like to get raid of anything. press is just like shit, they are like to enlarge and blow up some issues or lies. just because three roaches would die, the nation become very insecure. oh why? it's so silly to show the whole world that we were afraid. yeah were afraid. no, we should fight it, afraidness wouldn't help anything but a laugh from that jemaah islamiyah thingie. and to told you, i'm not a jews, but i'm not a liberal moslem, i believed that we, humans are made to lead the world into a golden era, into a better place. no matter what races, religion, sex and gender or even profession. i didn't believe in human evolution's theory though i believe in quantum evolution theories. and in my theory, terorism is not jihad. it's a way to prove that you, didn't have God. what kind of religion taught you to bombs a night club? well if it islam, i'm pretty sure there was a word "my religion is my business, so are yours" ( al kafirun 6) so you didn't have to be nosy with others life aaanddd to told you that muhammad saw didn't bomb every kafir quraisy that disobey him. he treat them as a family, and it was the peaceful religion i said. well, my head aches, as the future keeps goin.
PS: i'll write the pantomim class with phillipe bizöt later. promise.
