lala~ my first notice~

(i seriously wish this own't be in the feed, because i don't wanna many people to know, but who cares) (as the title said, this is A NOTICE (medok accent))
notice~~~
this blog will 'die' for a while~
(whyyyyy????)
Because i'm busy. (slams down my book) I'm writing some crazy stuff~
(crazy?)
Kids shouldn't know and shouldn't read.
(whyyyy??? aren't you a kid???)
I'm an abnormal kid.
(you're crazy?)

abnormal means extraordinary (quotes by a crazy friend of course)

 but this blog will die for a while. full stop.
(whyyyyy???)
I'll be doing a bit research.. (now, that's unlike me, because usually i just imagine) Actually I wish I can go to HK for a while, so I can learn a bit (a bit) about them...
So... what am I writing about exactly?
...
That appears a lot (second lot to the quotation marks of course)
Everywhere in my story, quotation marks won the most times of appearance (I guess my english teacher must be tired of seeing that mark now).
Actually I want to use '~' instead of '...', but that's unlike me, right?
SO, because of that, it will die. But besides, this very long ch (about 12 pages already, that's a record) has been here for about a week, and I haven't even done it....
of course, English teacher got hold of my diary (I planned to hug it tight, but I'm afraid I'll arouse suspiciousness) I'm very lucky not to get interrogated.
and my friend, who did his hw, kept it from English teacher and said he didn't do it. hahahahahaha.
So, number 1. blog will die for a few... weeks. or maybe around a month or more~
then, the 'know indonesian literature' will be paused, too, because I'm trying to look for some decent writers in Indonesia... (actually I want Chairil Anwar but he smoke).
So, that one won't be updated for at least the time this blog 'died' and then... after it came back to life, I have two kind of series to do~
sorry.
Then, not forget to mention, Lacrimosa will be done after the blog came back to live. 2 more series but due to my laziness, I'll merge them. Happily.
If anyone will help me with my work, I'll be super happy. (the HK one)
so bye, see you next month (I wish)
happy chicken is sad... (?)

...

hiiiiiii!!!!!!
i'm so happy!!!!!!!!
what? oh, i'm just back from somewhere... ^^
it's quite nice, as i don't see traffic jams unless in front of traffic lights~
and there's a lot of trees too. guess where I just came from?
aw~ forget it
i only have something like 2 more series (i don't think we can call it ch) for Lacrimosa~
where am i from? aw~ stop bugging me~ i was in a lion country...
wasn't that an obvious clue???
but i'm back at home, now, playing my macbook... (oh!!!! i was really afraid that this thing was broken down by my baby bro!) and i found a book i have been looking for something like decades...
and the best, i found a book about hess.
do you remember i said: wiki: there's a possibility that hess was killed by an mi6 agent when he was walking in the garden,
contradict with:
english teacher: he died of age in jail.
even more contradict with
official ver: hung in Nuremberg.
so in the book about hess (which was about 21 dollars... about 140 idr, and my reading list hitler's war (which i haven't even finished 1st ch) worth 160...)i was hoping to learn a bit more about him... (they even included a folk song about him, i want to learn it!!!) (english teacher must've heard of it, so I'll ask him)
then, i went to a place with a lot of brit influenced buildings.. they're cool, of course~(but i didn't get to enter all of them)
the new hp movie is out, but i don't watch it.
their national library is HUGGEEEE!!! it's difficult to find history books (of course i'm talking about the wwii ones) and they got churchill's work but not all of them (criesssss)
am i happy?? heck yessss!!!!
how's my holiday (school starting soon)?
i wish i have more time to write...
i did wrote a work, but it's awful and when i'm working on a non-awful one, i don't have much time
*sigh*
but it's a wonderful feeling to get hold of my bolster again~
happy chicken is happy!!!

Presidents, ah...

politics are DARK, my once civics teacher said.
looking back at the history of the country, that's seriously possible! let's take a look at our presidents!
Sukarno/Soekarno? Ah~ don't mention him. I think he's the best pres, putting aside the fact that he had 7 (right?) wives. although the Rebellion of PKI Madiun (Pemberontakan PKI Madiun, what's PKI? 'Indonesian Communist Prty') or better known as G30S happened at his period, I never take it as his fault.I blame the whole thing on the MPR.
Move on... now is Suharto. Evil? No... although I think he'll make a good friend with Hitler and Mubarok... (wait, Suharto and Mubarok are...?) but I must say he's one of a kind, so that he can rule for 30 years kind. Right? Right? (grins)
But at his age, almost no press freedom. say something about him and you disappear two or three days later. but at his age...
father: your grandfather (misss you grandpa) earns 25 cents at his time, and rice worth two cents.
CENTS! can you imagine? I can't.
but thanks to his no press freedom, less crimes and corruption. thank you, Sir. (bows)
and then, Habibie. Suharto's big foe, because he made a referendum and freed Timor.
Gus Dur, thanks to him, Chinese can life in the country.
Megawati, strooong economy.
And SBY? KKN. Colution Corruption Nepotism.
I'm not in my country right now, so you can't track me... (teehee) and I don't get the news either. So I just hear...
And SBY is doing everything on his own. he just made his bro in law a KSAD (kepala staf angkatan darat, or in english is the head of staff of wehrmacht (nyahahaha)) and they said it's...
nepotism is you gave your relatives or friends or whatever that's close to you a good position. this causes a heck lot of seats being filled by useless people.
and as I said, you can't track me...
english teacher: from all the pres that ever ruled the country, i never heard sby's speech. because it's not from the heart.
(I have two english teachers, remember? oh, my, three plus my mum)
but remember what i said about civics lesson in indonesia? we actually don't have to study civics because the people who govern the country don't really look like they're practicing what civics teachers teach right?
the country is heading to fail...
(smack head)
heading to fall...
(smack head again)
and then, another years of unknown colonialism will start again...
(bumps head to the monitor)
(another sceptical writing about the government from chicken!!!!!!!)
not only presidents actually. former religion teacher said that sby's party is full of rotten people.
and so, rotten people are ruling the country.
then again, whatever. do they really care if foreigners rules us again? who knows, indonesia is going to be a very corrupt country, or in indonesian, 'negara kleptokrasi'.
happy chicken is~
(my, my, don't you know what's the next word)

Lacrimosa (3)

(note: lacrimosa (latin) is the same with lachrymose (english) nyahahahahahaha)
(a very unclear story, but whatever. this is a base for my current story. things will get clear starting the next ch.)
I walked back into the room, with Albert walking behind me. He closed the door quietly and then he smiled to me.
"Please," he said. "For the rest of the day, enjoy yourself."
I took off my shoes and and got into the bathroom. He followed me and stood behind me.
"I think I'll go buy a few things," he said as I saw myself in the mirror. "Do you mind if you stay here and wait for me?"
I saw the reflection of myself nodded. He smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then he walked away. I could hear the door clicked a few seconds later.
I turned the tap and water gushed out. I quickly put my hands under it, and the water wet my hand. I turned off the tap again, then I walked out of the bathroom.
I looked around the room. It looked really friendly - the wooden furniture looked fine and safe, although there were only two beds with white cover and two chairs and a table. The iris mantle was gone - now it was a vase of red evensong and some purple sugarplums.
No technology in this room.
The evening sun got into the room, shining on the flowers. I pulled one of the chairs and sat down, then I noticed a set of keys on the table.
I looked at them for a while. There were five of them, all have a similiar shape. I took them and walked to the door.
The door stood in front of me - cold, arrogant. I could tell it was mahogany from the texture. There was a golden door handle and a keyhole below it. I inserted a ket and turned it left.
CLICK
I smiled and opened the door. Wind blew away some autumn leaves, and the sun was really bright. There was a bulldog sleeping near the house and its puppy sleeping next to it.
Suddenly some birds flew away and I turned to the place they flew away from. I saw a black Bugatti was parking there, then I smiled.
•••
"Do you like this place?"
I nodded as I put down my fork. Albert poured some red wine into a wine glass in front of me, then he sat on his chair and poured some for himself.
"Good, then," he said as he sipped his wine. He lifted his glass, then he smiled.
"Cheers," he said. "For my master."