Juli 07, 2014

Mutant Crocodile

It was night when I found out I was in a big place, like a huge farm with its laboratory and stuff. I was standing in a laboratory corridor and didn't see anybody there it was freaking absurd. My mind told me that I need to get out from this place, so I walked a bit faster as I kept watching behind my back in case someone going to stab me or something in that serial killer will happen to me. Then I saw the white door and pulled it. What I saw next was a complete dark but then my eyes adjusted and I could saw it was a farm and there's a highway outside. Oh God yes, I will survive this creepy laboratory.

I was no longer walking-a-bit-faster bacause I was running to the gate of freedom when I heard a sound around me. My body freeze as I figured about five crocodiles were crawling towards me with their silly-short feet but the doom wasn't over, they opened their freaking mouth with a razor-look-a-like teeth ready to eat me alive. I screamed and swore whatever crossed my mind and I need to get back to that laboratory. I ran with a speed of Michael Schumacher's F1 car and completed the race. I locked the door and spied the crazy reptile from the window. It still there, with their mouth open as someone will give a tons of flesh to them. After the sudden accident, I made sure that I locked the door and went through the creepy corridor thinking what should I do next to escape this little hell. Right at the end of this crridor there were another crocodiles, my life ruined forever. It's a baby crocodile but it shared the same teeth like the one outside. I couldn't feel my legs and all of the sudden it was dark again.

I woke up (in a bed) by a beeping sound and two women were next to me wearing a white clothes, it's a lab coat! They were wearing a face mask and doing something with that beeping machine and all that chemical liquids beside it. I also saw a door next to my bed and there were a big glass window and there were people behind it, wearing the same attire, I guessed they're a manic scientist. After that I was feeling super ill when I heard the two women talked to the people in the other room with a wire about some infection caused by crocodile. The next ten minutes talking and suddenly the woman that held the wire started to vomit a blood from her mouth. The other woman shocked and flinched a bit from her friend, but what I saw next was truly horrifying. The vomit was stopped but her stomach burst and made an explosion sound, blood was all over her coat. I was terrified by that. I managed to collect my sould and try my best to move to other room. I  hold my breath and I succeed. I entered the other room with the manic scientist that didn't realized yet that I was no longer in my first room. Then the another woman from my first room did the same thing, a blood vomiting and another explosion happened. It was a mental. The damaged done. This room consisted of two men and a woman they were working on their computer or whatsoever machine and still didn't aware that I escaped from that mortifying room. Then I catched a look at the huge mirror, there was a greeny brown human with two legs and it has a quite big mouth and a big jaw featured with tiny razor teeth, and I swear to God it's horrendous. That's me in whatever the mutation done to me.

Then I actually woke up in real life, in my real bed. My day ruined by that dream. I will now forever not look at the crocodile the same like before. I spent one hour contemplating what was that I dream about, what was happening before oh god.

Juni 23, 2014

College Seeker: The Inevitable Adventure of Depressed Mind

I don't know if this is a thing, but it definitely makes me question my life. I have this issue where I get really terrified of what others think slash say about me, I know there are lots of encouraging words for this problem but still I heard it. I heard what people said, this and that. Also, I fear failure, a lot. I fear about failing my parents, family, friends, and whoever I know in my life. I know it's okay to fail in your exam, your class, driving test, and etc. because it's something that we usually get the next chance to succeed. For me, failing an exam means I have to avoid my dad because I couldn't imagine how he'd response to my exam score. I know he won't shout at me, he'd try to examine what did he do wrong that I failed exam, and sure it's never been a nice situation. Sometimes, I wonder what is it that makes me such a daughter, not smart enough to succeed, something is lacking and I dont know what.

As for now, I have graduated from high school and I'll go to next level of my academic state. I dont know what will I do with my life or what will my life be in next ten years. I remember telling my friend that five years later I will live my life working on something that I love, so does he. Therefore, I applied a form for this college that provides my-inner-interest department. Say that I expect too much, it's a wishful thinking, a temporary dream, or whatsoever. The first attempt failed, I failed myself and my parents. I told myself that I have to over it, it's done. Now, the second attempt. This one is a huge scale selection. Still the result is not confirmed yet. I really do hope that this is the one. I still have this alternate option, I call it the #3. I passed this test to go to this #3 college which I'm grateful for. The problem is that I applied for the not-so-interested department. My parents are okay with it, but I have some doubts whether it works out or not in the future. Will I make it or not? Too bad, it doesnt stop there. I also have the #4, this one also a big scale selection and it definitely the exact opposite of my interest, I have no idea why I agreed to apply for this. My parents told me if I passed the #4, I'll get a job easily and if not I still look employable, like seriously. It's now all about looking well clever and employable, I'm so sad.

Here the spiral thoughts cramming my mind,why is this have to be so complicated? Why did I apply to #4 when there's nothing to make me interested? Why would I do with #3 if it's not what I want? What if I spent my next year as #3 freshman and I have no idea what I've been doing all that year? What if I end up with the #4? Will I survive? What will I do with my life? Will I make it as a functional human being? If I make it to the second attempt, I'll definitely be thankful and grateful. I wish I make it. I hope, I do.

Maret 24, 2014

Wooden Horse

Hai, halo semu----

------------- beeep beeep

Karena jujur doang ga cukup, kita perlu................
*drum rolls* dum dum tak tak dzing!!


jadi gini, kalo kamu mau lulus segala macem ujian seperti misalnya ujian sekolah, ujian nasional, ujian bersama masuk perguruan tinggi, ujian hidup ataupun ujian masuk surga kalian ga cukup berbekal jujur aja [tapi tetep, jujur itu penting, oke ;)] kalian juga perlu mendayagunakan otak kalian sedemikian rupa supaya bisa jadi orang yang cerdas.

What am I writing about, I dont even understand omg

posting pertama tahun kuda kayu kali ini disponsori oleh try out kimia dan matematika besok pagi yang menuntut untuk dijamah dan dipahami.

You probably wondering -or not- why I put so much gifs about this guy. The reason is that he likes pokemon, totoro, kill bill, and anime!! Look he has totoro doll hahahahaha so funniiii!!! His hair is his trademark hahahaha