HI! it's the last day of Ramadhan, and i'm feeling nothing but weird. i got many odd and irrational dreams lately. i went like "what the hell?!" every time i woke up. turned out to be some of my imaginations i had in mind. but they're like, more complicated and dreamier. people who appeared there... were my friends. and my crushes! lol okay that one's rational.
so, i ditched my civilization homework for going out with my mom last night, and i'm planning to do it today. i've finished the first part, the second part's only about finding an article and do some analysis about it.. it's a piece of cake then. BUT i got one more homework to catch. i have to make an ethic paper. about the actual meaning of teenagers, the actual meaning of this changing era (and its impacts) and the moralities of the young generations.
if i have a chance to choose, i'll give myself a try to do it all alone without any preferences. i'm a teenager. i have my two constant words for us; unstable or labile. for those of you who love to see your tweet feed every once in a while, you must have heard about this word; ABABIL. it stands for ABG Labil.
we're living in our transition eras, people. how could we ever survive without any of your attentions? we definitely need times from our parents. we need serious talks about our futures. we need supports! for those of you adults who don't have time to hear our incredible stories, then shame on you. but sometimes, some of us need a little more attention. for those who don't get much attention, they need an extra help, an extra support. they should have been cared more, but they're just unlucky... and for these friends, there are 2 possible results; the first one they will become extremely successful because they think that they ought to have a better life, or the second one, who will be 'themselves'. by 2 years from now i shall enter the wild world of college. man I'm old! see? we're actually climbing from one post to another, trying to find the best clues to help us move on, to help us get a life and be maturer, to find the elements of life, the real values of this life we're on. we're the young generations of this world, we're the successors of your unfinished business. we need time. time to think, time to grow up, and time to feel how it is like to have gray hair.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Adolescene.
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