Last night, I stayed up until 4 am at McDonald’s Dago – a tiny two story U.S. fast food restaurant in Bandung which ‘opens until whenever’, with nobody else but me. I’ve fallen in love with this place which strangely manages to attracts a wide range of people who mostly are freeloader students with battered laptops looking for free Wi-Fi to update their status on Facebook or Twitter. The other day, a bunch of philosophers were debating as fast as a speeding train, dropping topics like Religions and Economic crisis more often than when two most loudmouth fuckers calling God when they fuck. That, plus the cold because of the strong blow from Air-Conditioner and the thin clothes i wore, made me do ballet near their table like a walrus.
I went home and decided to work on my thesis which should have been finished a year ago. After struggling an hour typing and keeping my eyes open from falling asleep, I then realized that i wasn’t typing for my thesis but instead i was browsing for por… I meant, important things about life, world news and all that.
All of sudden, curiosity nudged me to open my old multiply page – Before these WordPress and Blogspot were born, I engraved my mind at Multiply.com, which as time goes by, got abandoned like all the things in my life.
Once there, I re-read all of my postings and memories flew like punctured balloon. Some of the post were nicely written which made my nose expanded while some others made me wanted to bury my head in shame.
I also found some of my writings, works of fiction, that reminded me of a passion diminished. I have to admit, these were the ones that made me sad. Not because of what’s written in it, but what they represented. A part of me that’s lost. How I long want to have it back, to have it explode in fiery blaze and flourish with all the brightest colors.
Yeah. I’m starting to whine.
All in all, it’s good to open that rusty door and see all the junk and trinkets inside. I surely will come back from time to time, and who knows, maybe I’ll add another piece of memories there. Just like this place.
As the sun had started to rise above the horizon. I decided to go to sleep, a little bit past my usual bedtime (6 a.m.). – Pressing the power button down, leaving the computer off by itself, while at the same time forcing my Thesis.docx file to close down, unsaved, again.
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Written : AP
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hahaha..sleep tight then :p