The Daily Life of A Weirdly-Extroverted Introvert Asian dude with A Long Title

Day starts at early morning, when alarm rings. Today went by pretty great, thanks to moodbooster song by Hyper Potions. Lessons were pretty decent. Anyways im not writing this post to talk about those kinds of nonchalant, boring summary. So the first thing is to explain my recent post. After a few times reading the posts again and again, i figured it sounds cheesy af. To anyone who will read this blog (im not sure if there will be but, just if), i just wanna tell you that.... I wont regret writing it haha. Mainly because it is something that i wanna write. Although most of them do reflect my lack of cheerfulness and my current emotion at the time i was writing them, and although the word used is edgy at best, i dont think theres something thats actually wrong with the content. So at least forgive me for my edginess (2edgy4me). And to make a reminder, today i have a few ideas about stories, albeit i think theyre pretty mediocre i have fun times just imagining how it could turn out if...

Late night, listening to Yume Sekai, the ending song for SAO, and thinking to myself "wow man how sad you are fking twenty years old and still is alone with absolute jack sht to do at night". Well yer darn right, my other personality. WE are sad, cant blame me alone. *Continue with mad dual personality banters* I realize that i've been feeling melancholic as of late. Honestly, it's kinda hard to even force a smile. And as i try my hardest to fill this post with light hearted jokes, i just cant. As you all (or maybe future me who gonna read this) know, i made this to set my minds straight. I am not crazy nor mentally deranged, but i actually have been having weird thoughts over the week. And well, it is pretty justifiable. First, i'll soon graduate my uni, enter workplace (which is VERY VERY annoyig because im a lazy and lax fk who has a hard time waking up), and soon enter that age where u have to work (make money somehow). It's all been weighing up my mind, ...

Heya guys! so, i just got back from a trip to West Java (as the title shows). To put it shortly, it's a really great place filled with great foods, good hospitality, funny language, and diverse cultural differences. But you're not here for "short descriptions" are you? Starting off, this is not your normal holiday or field trip. In just a few days after i got home, i will immediately be greeted with mid term tests, and by logic and common sense (mine at least), i would NEVER go on a trip at such occasion. But, well i made a promise with my sister and the deal is to go with her as a cameraman for her youtube channel thingy (channel name is kenandgrat btw). her channel got scouted by the tourism ministry to do a travel kind of video in west java (i'll post a link when they uploaded it). So yeah, there i was, just 5 days away from mid term exam, half-heartedly following my sister in a trip to another province. Good enough.. for now. So the first da...

The title is a total rip-off from an awesome comedy anime with the same title, but im not here to talk about it or preach about how awesome the series was. No, im here share a bit about my past. Well, without further ado, here's my (long past) highschool life!! So here in Indonesia, the term highschool is separated into two, which is junior and senior high. My junior was at a pretty small, cramped, sometimes very smelly, yet nostalgic school in Jakarta called P7. I go to that school mainly because my primary was close by, and like most people, because my older sibling went there. Come to think about it, i was rather social in primary school. I was in good relation with most people. But it all changed when the fire nation attacked (meme joke here sorry cant help it). Junior high was, quite frankly, rough and has a rather huge impact to what i am now. Starting off, you could slowly see, with your biased view, that people are starting to become more of a jerk. Bullying is very much ...

So today, i opened my eyes. I looked at the life past, how time goes on without a care, no matter how we wished it would stop. As we laughed, as we enjoyed each other's company, we prayed under the gleaming sun and the mocking moon that time would halt. But it won't I opened my ears. I listened. To the quiet screams of the lives that are not, to the silence of the bench. I listened to the beating of my own hearts, to the silent cries of my own being. "Enough", it said. And i listened. I tried to touch. I tried holding on to whichever ropes that lie near, only to realize i was holding on to nothing.  A strong rope that doesn't connect to anything. What use does it have? I stopped it. Everything must come to a halt. But some does so reluctantly, and those are the heaviest. So i took the weight and force it to my back. Because by doing that, i'd get stronger. And sometimes the weight feels painful. And i get weaker. But in doing so, i get stronger still. ...

Been awhile guys! How yall doing? So this time i'm gonna talk about lucid dreaming. Have you guys ever done it? Following those set of techniques on the internet that supposedly can help you do that? Well if you did, and did so succesfully, then great! Ive read about it once where they say that if you fail at one of the steps, you'd get stuck in sleep paralysis. But this post is not about that. I wanna share a story about my experience on lucid dreaming. I got the idea to make this blogpost after watching higatv's off the pill podcast on youtube, and i was like "oh i did this once". So, as an adult, i think i've never had a lucid dream to be honest. My last lucid dream was rather short and i think i've only ever had like 2 or 3 lucid dreams. So the earliest one i can remember was this rather unpleasant dream. As a kid, i started getting annoyed when having forced to go to other people's parties. So at this dream i was forced to go to one party. It wa...