“Aerok”

Everyday

Dimarahin. I have issues.

I just realize that growing up is actually giving a f***.
About everything. Even people’s feelings.

Kinda weird. But it does make sense.

Ok then.

I always think that I can do what I want. Everyone can, too.

It is my decision whether to care or not, care, being sensitive or insensitive, giving a f*** or not giving a f***.

But,

The phrase actually doesn’t stop there.

“You can do what you want as long as you keep it to yourself.”

Or

“Something are better left unsaid.”

Or

“Silence is golden.”

I have always believed those are all wrong. I mean, for God’s sake, just speak! Tell them! Express yourself!

There’s a tiny line between “freedom” and “having manner”. I guess.

Thank you, S for always reminding me that I’m a bad person. But always believe that I could, and I will, be better.

About Credit Card

Everyday

Greetings!
In my humble opinion and as a human being born with unfavorable skill with numbers, I think it’s rather wrong that some Financial Planners strongly advise you to not owning a credit card.

I mean, you can’t predict the future whether it will be a good karma or a bad one. Take you were living on your own on minimum wage for an undergraduate, and your only family was your super healthy Mum. Who knows sometime in the future she would need an extremely expensive health care over a disease or accident?

Do not predict a great sale or midnight sale or other super reduced stuff event. Grow up.

I think credit card is almost like cigarette and alcohol. They are legal, but you know you will be screwed eventually. You know, there’s a debt in the end.

Self-control, baby. Self-control.

Toodles,
MARLA.

Twentysomething and Making Decision

Everyday

Morning!
Gue baru sadar deh, kayanya Twentysomethings tuh umur rawan banget ya? My head is full with a lot of ideas about career, education, financial, marriage, health, and even God.

Gue ga ngerti sih, mungkin ada baiknya kalau gue has these ideas or at least thinking about it, which means my brain still function haha.

It becomes fragile karena di umur segini semua decision ya g diambil bakalan jadi penentu future gitu ga sih? I mean, yes, your past defines your future somehow so ga berarti cuma diumur segini decision yang lo buat bakalan pegang peranan penting. But, twentysomethings tuh soalnya udah di real world gitu.

Take a problem you’re facing when you’re younger, maybe 15 y.o. Lo harus nentuin mau sekolah kemana. Ok sekolah yang lo pilih jelek, lo temenan sama anak-anak bandel sekolah, lo get to k ow drugs and sex, terus nagih, terus nyokap bokap lo nangis, terus lo masuk rehab, and so on. Terus yaudah ngaruh ke future lo kan?

But the thing is: you’re 15 y.o. Masih ada long way to go buat berubah dan mempebaiki kesalahan lo yang bermulai dari salah milih sekolah. Dan wajar ga sih anak 15 tahun bikin salah? Nama nya juga anak-anak.

Kalo umur lo udah twentysomethings? Lo udah di real world? Lo udah di definisikan sebagai “adult”, lo udah ga boleh beli happy meal, harus bayar kursi sendiri kalau masuk tempat wisata, terus lo bikin decision yang salah? Salah milih suami, salah milih kerjaan, salah milih S2, salah milih investasi, salah milih partner? Goddaaaaammmmn!

Bad decisions yang ada pas lo twentysomethings itu efeknya bakalan lebih lama daripada pas lo masih teenagers kayanya. Dan I think a lot of people will share a bit of the burden you have, e.g: kids over your bad marriage, your parents’ pension fund when you face bad investment.

I know that we, as human being, make mistakes. Karena kesempurnaan hanya milik Allah SWT *yazek*. But don’t make that as a justification/your escape words/your sugar-coat wisdom to not carefully and comprehensively think when you’re about to make decisions.

My point is …. I have no idea what I’m talkin about! HAHAHA. I have tons of idea in my head, just have to let it go. There are a lot of drafts in my blog, including ideas about movies, business, media industry, human relationship, etc.

Fck.

So I guess, yea take your time to decide any life’s paths you may encounter currently. It has great deal to your future.

Life is a marathon, not a sprint.

– Stuff I read somewhere.

Toodles,
MARLA.

Cynical?

Everyday

“We live in a cynical world, and we work in a business of tough competitors …” – Tom Cruise on Jerry Mcguire. 

I have no idea why or when exactly I have become a cynical person. I think as I’m getting older, growing up and stuff, I have become more and more cynical. I see the world in the most horrible way. Always go to the worst scenarios. 

Maybe it has to do with so many disappointments I have in my life. But, come on, I have lived a great life. I suppose so. I am blessed with people, loyal and trustworthy people beside me. 

I once took this psychology test resulting that my Empathy trait in the second bottom of all my traits list. My dad says it is not a bad thing, especially if I’m pursuing an entrepreneurship career. I mean, I do care about people’s well-being, world hunger and such. No. I’m kidding. I don’t really think about that. Well, I think about that but I don’t take actions. 

I am not a bad person, yknow. It’s just that all my life I’ve seen my father suffered from people taking advantages of his traits: tender, loving, kind, clueless. Yea, I am not gonna be that kind of person. I don’t want to inherit that. It leads to pain and broken heart. 

I choose to not be a caring person. The world is a crazy horrible place. Maybe I’m going to hell for this. At least I’m minding my own business. 

Yes, we do live in a cynical, cynical world, Tom. 

x,

Marla.

420

Everyday

So, in honoring the flower power spirit. I decided to celebrate 420 Day, which is today April 20th, 2013.

I woke up in the most awesome feeling. I took a shower. And chose my outfit of the day:

Stars and blue yoga pants

Stars and blue yoga pants. HAPPY 420!

Then I did some errands on this beautiful Saturday. Play the music along the way. The perfect song for today:

Get Lucky - Daft Punk Feat. Pharrell Williams

Get Lucky – Daft Punk Feat. Pharrell Williams. HAPPY 420!

It’s lunch time already. What to eat? God, I’m starving. Surfed the web and voila! The perfect meal for today:

KFC Chicken Bucket. HAPPY 420!

KFC Chicken Bucket. HAPPY 420!

The actual KFC Chicken Bucket.

The actual KFC Chicken Bucket.

Happy 420! Owyea I eat all that. My apologize, vegan ppl.

So, I came back home and I realized that up to this day I have questioned myself “Why do ppl called it 420?” then I praised the internet and googled some. Here’s what I found:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/04/20/what-420-means-the-true-s_n_188320.html

and

http://www.420magazine.com/2012/10/the-true-origin-of-420-setting-the-record-straight/

So, that’s it. For the rest of the day, I think I’m just gonna sit here blogging. Lame, huh?I don’t know what the night will bring today. Dear Cannabis, make it a happiness.

A friend told me there’s a 420 festival this weekend. Not going. But, if you don’t have any plans, you should go. Maybe you’ll run into Ras Muhammad and take picture with him.

Indonesia 420 Festival.

Indonesia 420 Festival.

Let’s make love, not war.

Marla.