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I think it's about time I start to write my blog now. Hehe

I couldn't think a better topic to write besides writting about my home, Indonesia. There is no place that I have visited that makes me not miss Indonesia, especially the city that I was born in, Jakarta.

Okay. Jakarta is horrible, to be honest. The weather, the traffic jam and even the people. Oh, but the food's nice, it's suuuuuuper nice, it's so nice that you could actually gain weight a lot in a few days. 

Well, anyways. I miss it a lot. I don't know why but my heart belongs here. Yes, I do get tired of the way things are going on here, from the government to the mind of the citizens, but I love it - I love how messy it is because no matter how much you try, you'll always spot this miraculously beautiful side of it. The marvelous night where suddenly everything just stop and shut down, and you hear nothing but peace from your balcony. Or on some other side of the city, you could hear sounds of music and people and it doesn't end until the night does. But both are beautiful in it's way. Jakarta's a mess but it's a beautiful mess.

Oh and the people. Damn they are annoying as hell but God do I love them. Well, maybe not all of them, not the stupid close-minded people, or the people that are wasting their entire life with bugging into other people's buisness. I could actually wrote a list of the annoying stupid people I hate but I could be one of them because yes, that's it. Here, I learned that the type of people you hate now, is you, sometimes. I mean, sometimes you did those things as well without you even noticing it because that's just how human do things. 

Like, remember the first time you went in to the club and you think you're so fucking awesome and you'd take pictures and upload them on facebook, twitter or whatever. And then get drunk, puke and laugh. Because at that moment, you've tried something new in your life and you're happy. You were happy. But when you saw someone who's new to clubs you'd say "what a tacky person don't you ever went into clubs" 

This here, makes me think that we are all actually the same. No matter how much you bitch about things you hate about people, believe it or not, you did that at least once.

And once you've admitted it, it's when you've learned how to become a better human being. How to act and react towards certain people and situation. But if you don't admit it, well you'll be a bitch until eventually you admit it.