I called it so-Alived part 2 ( A repost notes from Facebook in 2010)

This is a repost written in 2010 posted on Facebook Notes with a little edit.


Just like usual, I woke up in the morning, found something to eat, or drink... got use to the morning, and took shower. It's still the best way to wake me up from day-dreaming-couldn’t-stop-me-dream-walking-Ergh. And just like usual, I could never take away my life from those kids! A little hug, some kisses, some jokes. Always took me to a bunch of smiles. I really really loved them with all tea in China (why it has to be in China!? Tasikmalaya is fully loaded with tea also).

Hm... I’d got lot of things to worry. It’s “T”...”T”....and “T”... go heck with “T”. I hate “T”... Oh no, I didn't mean it, I don’t hate it...hm, but, yup, I hate it, just,...a little. Talking about “T”. There’s gonna be a “T” party today. Everybody’s going to be hosts cause they did make great “Ts”, then they got “T” certification from “T” master. They would get “T”-shake; it’s when “T” master shake hands with “T”makers. Apparently, I hate this “T” party...maybe just for today... cause I cant be good “T” makers like them all. Now, I am just a “T” dump. But I’m pretty sure that my “T” is going to be a ticket for me to be one of thousands “T” makers in the party. I passed this party, so I’m just a guest STAR today, not the HOST. But in couple months.. I’m gonna be one!

Thinking about the “T” party...again...that I have to attend in couple more hours, I got numb and grumpy. It’s sunny today but it turns blue and dark in my view, so I pick my favorite Tee; a long-sleeve-black-tee and my brown khaki. I really need to visit my farm, fixing some stuff in my farm always make me feel better. There I be in my farm for less than two hours, finishing my orchard, but I still need a lot of nails and woods. and i should go home and I’m really starving now. Mom asks me to prepare the broccoli myself if I want it for lunch. Ha ha, there’s no oyster sauce in the kitchen. So what!? I still have salt, and I think a pinch of sugar can give a De-li-ci-ous broccoli ever! I love broccoli. And guess what, we got Tofu but it’s not prepared yet. I love Tofu also_means that I have to eat that_means that I HAVE TO cook it for sure! I’m starving already, my tummy gurgling. Whush..... with my magic wand_in this case_my beautiful lovely pair of my hands...Thada....here’s the lunch, hot white rice, broccoli and peas, tofu and shrimp (I’ll never forget this one, and got so happy cause it’s my free time to eat shrimp cause no more allergy, at least for this year)...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................I’m eating, can’t you see!? .................................................................................................................................................................. Slurp...

It’s noon already. Get prepare, and take my best pal to the party, definitely, she’s just like me. We’re not the hosts for this time. But we’re Okay. Bru brum....my bike is just wonderful! My bike....it’s my dad’s bike. My own bike has gone... he left me.. my red Volcom...my 6201 AM, my best partner, I hope you’re Okay now. Hiks...

We are in the party and ... I don’t know what happened. It was Gloria Estevan singing “Survive” for me just now but then, the song stops and Dale Daniel comes and cries singing “You gave her your name” for the moment. Whaaa..... I get lost in the crowd....it dramatically changes like I am a frog who been thrown away in North pole with Penguins!!! (is there any penguin in the north pole? Say yes if you insane!). and I just don’t know...I can’t stand anymore....I got dizzy and tears are flooding my eyes but I don’t wanna cry. I must not to! I may not ruin their day with my stupid tears! They deserve joy for this day and my tears just seems to be so fool!

Thanks for the help, my best pal ever comes and help me n the crowd unless I will fall down. I hold her tight, I don’t want to be LOST anymore. Meet some Host, say some congrats words, join another party. Full of laughs at last.

I think the day is just end, but I was wrong. Another journey start and takes me to a beautiful new mom with a cute baby boy,,,uh....I love them ...and suddenly Quincy Coleman sings “Baby don't you cry” for me... I wont Coleman. I wont cry! You just don't know how happy a mother is to have a baby! I don’t know, cause I don't have one, this time. But I’m so happy seeing her and the baby. We used to have great talks and times before, but time goes on, some things change rapidly. Some comes, some gone. Some remain, some don't.

Gotta leave again....and now I’m gonna hit the road...to meet my bestest pals to have some fun together. It’s beautiful day! Isn’t it!? We got all fun together from the riverside park to mesjid. From mesjid to “Durian hunting” with lots of lots of Funniest jokes ever. Then it’s not stop yet! We then leading to a lots-of-things-to-sell store. I find some good movies, see some fancy dolls and stuff. Meet a very funny doll for Amna, I bet she falls so in love to the doll, it’s so cute.... and guess what!? The married one needs some bread for breakfast. Oh come on....it’s 9 pm Tin! The bakery is not closed that early. We have to move fast and stop at the bakery and get some breads. I got a Chocolate Lava; A chocolate bread with melting chocolate inside. Addicted. So don't eat it if you don't want to miss it! Hahahahah....whatever...then we take everyone to their houses. And I’m the one left. Is this a sign!? For every journey, for every group I am in, for every moment, I always be the last. But that’s OK. It’s dark...it’s a long day with lots of things to say and feel. Beyond it all, I can easily smile before sleep now. Life moves on. I move on. It’s not about “T” party or “T” certification only. It’s about how you face the truth that sometimes it’s hard to smile when people think you are fail. And day by day they think that you become a moron (I really hate this word) and all you got is just five magic words....FAITH, don’t loss it unless you got no happiness, Trust me!

November 28 2010, 2.30 in the morning