Waiting for a Jet Plane....again....

Okay, now I'm sitting in the airport (no, I'm not in the waiting room yet), Makassar. My flight is around 11.00 WITA, if there's nothing happen. No offense, but they often delay our flight without a clear reason. I mean, I won't mind if they delay, or cancel, our flight because there's some sort of storm, but guess what? They often delay our flight because their waiting for the spare parts for the plane!

Geez! I just don't get it! Why don't they have some stocks for their OWN spare parts? For me, doesn't have any spare parts is just the same with traveling without bringing some undies! Or...or...TRAVELING WITHOUT MONEY!

Anyway, doesn't have extra spare parts for something like a plane prove that we're too cheap. Even for our live. Hey, I didn't blaber about it without knowing nothing!

I'm gonna give you an example. There's a plane that crash in the air on 2004, remember? I don't wanna tell you from wghich company, but if you really want to know, you might want to search it in the internet. Anyway, a few years later, in 2009 if I'm not mistaken, I saw a documentary program in National Geographic called AIR CRASH INVESTIGATION, at that time, they were talking about OUR plane who crash down without any good explaination. They start to investigate. Let me make this quick, that company (who own the plane that crashed), didn't change the spare part that's not working properly. When the maintenance realize that that part is not working perfectly, they just take it off, clean it a bit and put it back. When I saw it, I'm so amazed. I'm surprised that the plane could still fly, that none of the authority know about what the maintenances have done, and that the pilot are so brave that they willingly (or forced because they need money?) to fly that plane!



Anyway, I would always envy their bravery. Not. only them, but everyone around me......okay, MOST of everyone.

She's the One

TEE-HEE!!! I finnally be able to play with my sis! Well.... shes's not really my sis, but her mother is my nanny that have been taking care of me since I was a baby.

The only problem that I got while with her is.... she seems like she's already forget me. Well... can't blame her right? I mean I left when she was like two months old!

i feel kinda sad when I realize that she already forget me. That doesn't seems fair to me. But I still got her, remember? Fair or not, I didn't really know cause I also left her.

Anyway, I feel kinda sleepy right now, so I think thst's all I'm gonna write for now, and yes. I am a sleepyhead.

Waiting For a Jet Plane

Just like what I said in the last post, I'm heading back to my home. I feels kinda nervous about that. My father is the reason why I'm so nervous. It's not like I hate him or what. It's just... we often argue about my live. Sometimes I wanna yell at him and tell him that this's my live, not his. But I just can't do that.

Anyway, now I'm currently sitting on a cold bench (?) in the waiting room. And when I say cold, I REALLY MEAN IT!
I just don't get it! Why do they have to make 'em from a steel! Can't they just make 'em from woods? And just to make it worse, the weather is kinda cold tonight. And thanks to my Levi's (that kinda tight), the bench feel even worse!

God! I hope the plane would be here soon!

Midnight Show

It's already pass the midnight. But I still can't sleep. I got so many things in my mind.
My head hurts cuz I haven't got enough sleep lately. But I can't really have a good night sleep lately. I've been thinking about some stuffs that Garland said, the script that I should have wrote by now, and... about me coming back to Makassar.

I know that I'm supposed to be happy cuz I'm gonna meet my family, but... it's just... it'll never get easier for me to meet and join the crowd. I know that I cheer a lot, but that's only the surface. The truth is, I don't even know why I'm doing it.

I admit that I didn't really want to admit that. But hey! My blog have almost no reader at all, remember? I can't believe that I'm actually glad that no one would read this blog.

(Hey, hold on a sec! I'm supposed to feel desperate cuz no one reading this! I 'm not supposed to e glad! AARRRGGGHHH!!!! Whet kind of writer are you Naz?! You're idiot!!)

Anyway now I'm sitting in front of the computer wondering what to read. It sucks for a writer wannabe like me to run out of idea. God... I'm so pathetic! Life is not moving as well as I predict, but over all, it's pretty good, I guess?

My life is currently getting pretty tough. Tougher than before, at least. With no one to talk to, no books to be read and no internet connection, it's absolutely going tougher.

I can handle the lesson just fine, but I sometimes I just can't stand the pressure that I faced. It's not easy. And I bet it won't be easier since I'm gonna join the INAYS (Indonesian Young Scientist). I bet I'm gonna get a whole bunch of job. I wonder if I can finish them on time. And just to make it worse, I'm still have to work on a script for the assembly.

That doesn't sounds good to me. NOT AT ALL. I wonder if I can survive this challenge. I have no doubt that I'm gonna take the challenge, but I'm having doubt in finishing the homework and the other stuff.

And I also still wondering why they pick me, not the other student. They told me that I got the quality, but they didn't told me what is my quality. Believe it or not, I didn't even trust my self. I doubt my self. I doubt the quality that I got. I even doubt their decision!

I might not be able to find all the answer that I've been looking for all this time. But having more question to be answered is also not a really good thing for me now.
My heart aches for finding the answers of all the question that I have, but it seems like I won't find the answer soon.

It's Been Ages!

I MISS MY BLOG!!!
I moved to my aunt house, to Mr. Stripper house, and I lose all the Internet connection!
The only way I still can survive is because my cell phone, who run out of credit by now.
My school life is kinda.... weird? But I can't believe that I didn't hate it at all.
In fact, I kinda love it. It's weird for a kid like me to love their school. Well...maybe it's not just because of the school. I've met some people who can understand me if I'm talking about game or something like that. Thank God I found them.

And in this school, I can speak out my mind better than the old school. The teacher is much nicer, if I might say? That's another weird things that happening in here.

FYI, yes, I still don't like that Stripper, but I got no choice except to bear with the pain. I won't like it, but what choice do I have?

Anyway, I was currently sitting inside my uncle office, trying to be on line as long as possible while waiting for my digivice accelerator. Remind me to thank Garland, for giving me the idea for having a digivice. That's all for now I guess.

Thanks for reading.


P.S: Luna, please contact me if you can as soon as possible.