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Top 10 Things Today's Kids Will Never Experience

1. Camera Film - Gone are the days of hearing the film rewind into its casing, transporting it to a photo lab and patiently waiting to find out how amateurish your snapshots look.

2. Landline Phones - For most young folks, the only way they will own a landline phone is if cell reception is bad at home or if a cable triple-play package is more cost effective.

3. Real Books - More and more people are reading ebooks, with sales of electronic editions besting hardcovers for the first time this summer. The iPad is set to further challenge the physical book’s 600-year reign.

4. Being Lost - The days of asking for directions are done. Smart phones make life so easy. Now countless apps can utilize GPS technology to pinpoint your location and direct you to your desired locale with ease and precision.

5. Music Videos on MTV - The television station once famous for forward-thinking music video shows like 120 Minutes and Alternative Nation — even the early years of Total Request Live — now can largely be summed up in three words: gym, tan, laundry. What happened?

6. Walkmans - Yesteryear’s Walkmans were indispensable, allowing us to take our beloved mix tapes everywhere. But the equipment was overthrown. First came the Discman, then the iPod. A new vocabulary developed—”MP3s,” “iTunes playlists”—and before you could hit pause, words like “rewind” had lost all meaning.

7. The Glory Days of Nick at Nite - Traditionally, Nick at Nite was the place for the classics: The Mary Tyler Moore Show, Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie, The Dick Van Dyke Show, The Munsters and later The Brady Bunch, Happy Days and The Wonder Years and more. That was then. Since, the network has made a switch to contemporary shows like George Lopez, Malcolm in the Middle and Everybody Hates Chris. Classics? I think not.

8. Tan M&Ms - If you were born in or before the 1980s and your parents allowed you to eat candy, chances are good that you encountered tan M&Ms. But for those of you who had your first chocolate experience in the mid-90s, you will probably know the current M&M color line up, which includes the color blue.

9. Czechoslovakia - Oh Czechoslovakia, we hardly knew you. You seem now a faraway land, your name tripping off the tongue. What kid these days will think of your triumphant soccer teams, your famous dissidents? Will they remember a time when an Iron Curtain fell across the West? Will they know what it was like when the battle for democracy was finally won? And will they lament the ethnic nationalism that, in 1993, ultimately cut you in half? No, they won’t. They’ll just visit Prague, pretend to read Milan Kundera, and drink all your cheap beer.

10. Arnold Schwarzenegger, the Terminator - Before he was elected Governor of California in 2003, Arnold Schwarzenegger had a long history of being buff, tough and dangerous — at least on screen. The Austrian-born politician started out as a bodybuilder, winning four Mr. Universe titles as well as an amateur title in the contest. He was unforgettable as the Terminator (which of course got him his nickname the Governator).


-from TIME.com

‘But luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.’

there are no catchy phrases and sub-par photography to accompany this post.

Selamat sore!

Gue baru potong poni loh barusan. Gue ke salonnya nyetir sendiri terus abis dua jam manjain diri sendiri disana, langsung balik ke rumah.

Oi Dy, penting abis ginian doang dimasukin blog. Hahahaha actually, gue nulis ini di blog karena gue baru aja dapet ilham. And well, gue pengen aja merealisasikan ilham ini dalam bentuk kata-kata. Biarin aja didapet pas di salon atau bukan >:p

Jadi gini ceritanya, tadi gue lagi duduk sambil buka twitter dan baca-baca novel sambil nungguin rambut gue di blow, tiba-tiba aja it hit me. Gue baru sadar selama ini gue nulisnya hal2 yang bikin depresi doang di blog. Yang emo2 shit gitudeh hahahaha padahal gue gak gitu doang orangnya. I'm much more than this emo fucked up teenager writing her sorrows on her blog. So, why don't I write a happy post once in a while?

And here it is. Abis dapet ilham bahwa gue harus nyoba nulis hal-hal yang lebih bright di blog, gue cabut dari salon. Gue masuk mobil, nyalain CD, terus injek gas. And I don't know what it was; it could be the sun setting in my rearview mirror, a nice song was playing on the radio, or the fact that I feel oddly independent -driving by yourself, paying by yourself, buy food for yourself--

Dan di saat itulah gue dapet ilham kedua untuk hari ini. I let go. Oke, gue bukan ngomongin tentang dia dan dia hahahaha Believe me, this is about someone else. I've loved and I love. But then again, the movies, the valentine cards, and the cheap harlequin romance novels got it wrong. It doesn't matter how long you wait for the one you love. It doesn't and wouldn't change the fact that he doesn't return your feelings.

Jadi, gue lepas sekarang! :P

Dan gue baik-baik aja sekarang. Sendiri itu lebih enak, walaupun kadang-kadang emang sepi. But right now, in this very moment, I'm happy to be by myself :)



and for you: as long as you're happy, then it will make me much, much more happier.

Synecdoche, 2008

Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved.

And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.

Motherfucking cocksucker. Motherfucking shit fucker! What am I doing? What am I doing? I don't know what I'm doing. I'm doing the best that I can. I know that's all I can ask of myself. But is that good enough? Is my work doing any good? Is anybody paying attention? Is it hopeless to try and change things? The African guy's a sign, right? Because if he isn't... then nothing in this world makes any sense to me. I'm fucked. Maybe I should quit. Don't quit. Maybe I should just fucking quit. Don't fucking quit. I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to fucking do anymore. Fucker. Fuck! Shit!

-Albert Markovski, I Heart Huckabees.

my life in 200 words or less. basically.