You know in movies where the ex-boyfriend/girlfriend got married, left our protagonist either devastated or suicidal. Well, it sort of happen to me. Minus the misery.

I feel like laughing all the time. Between reality and absurdity. Like a hyper child with high sugar blood pressure.

I once making fun of Novi. Teasing her about her old fling who left her to marry some country girl. That's not what happened here. But I just understand now that, really, life goes on. With or without you. Sometimes I get so caught up in my part that I don't realize, every single other person has life too.

I have not even graduated yet, he's already walking down the isle. Which makes me wonder.., is this really the guy I fell for once upon a time? Probably not. Then again, I don't think I am the same girl.

Is this supposed to be a nightmare? Why do I feel strangely ecstatic?

I'd been running to catch a glimpse of his shadow. I was infatuated, like a school girl blushing and speechless everytime he's around. And now when he's finally out of the way, instead of feeling lost, I feel... free.

Like letting go your first love and when you look back, you feel nothing but grateful. For things he made you feel. And what you've become of it.

I remember he said he's looking for a soulmate. He wanted to get married around age 28-29. And boy he did. Why I'm feeling proud because of it is strange.

Someone dropped in to your life. With some twisted ways showed you things you'd never seen before. After some time, their time with you would be over. But not before they changed your life, your views. In a way, open up the right path you ought to be walking on. And I forever would be thankful for that.

I'm glad that he finally had his answer. Like watching the last episode of How I Met Your Mother, but in real life.

As for me, I finally could close the book. For good. Forever. Without having to be worried that there would be a sequel.

I have never been this happy to hear a wedding announcement. And it wasn't even my wedding. My mom just called that she already has tickets for Java Jazz and I won't be able to make it because Chemical Engineering Exam is just around the corner and I still feel fine.

Wow. February is indeed a month full of love. Also for Ika and Ebhe. And my parents 24th anniversary.

Happy wedding, Dearests. Wish you all the best thing in life. Till death do you part. :)

Meet Cat, the neighbour's... well, cat. Ever since he got lost to our home couple days ago, he seems to be visiting a lot.

He came again this evening, while I was frying sausages and egg. (Our house is being re-painted for more than a week now. And the dust is driving us insane, my Aunt doesn't even want to cook anymore.)

Cat (I don't know his real name) is a snobbish hybrid. He doesn't linger on your feet, wanting to be hugged or petted. He will run to every direction in the house, smelling every corners. Or sit calmly in the newly-painted kitchen, not even bother to look at people who's calling him.

This evening Cat brought a new toy. A cockroach. Normally, I would say it gross. But Cat seemed to enjoy his play-date a lot. He would let the poor cockroach go, only to run catching it agan. Let free, run catching.

Few times Cat left cockroach lying on its back and it would play dead. Then Cat would check up on him. Once Cat finished helping cockroach on its feet, cockroach would run and Cat would be on his hunt again.

I found cockroach to be disturbing ever since I read Kafka's Gregor Samsa who turned into insect. It's supposed to be beetle, but Kafka's description about the insect also matches cockroach.

Anyway, finally the tiny body of cockroach could not take it anymore. It finally laid lifeless on the backyard.

Cat seemed to be quite taken aback. He tried to wake up the cockroach, but it just wouldn't move. Finally he gave up and moved away.

Then Cat sat calmly, now under the toilet. Ignoring my old, "Here kitty kitty Cat..."

When a young girl accused as a witch was dragged down from her parents, wailing and pleading for the priest to spare her life, I thought I was going to see a good film. Though of course it's Nicholas Cage, who took roles in Disney's National Treasure and Sorcerer's Apprentice, I should've known Season of The Witch would be just a plain fantasy.

Behmen (Cage) was a former knight of Crusade War who decided he had enough serving the Church when his army attacked a Moslem village and murdered hundreds of women and children. He and a fellow ex-crusader, Felson, then left the army and traveled along in search for civilization. After a month, they finally found a village.

Behmen and Felson visited the village just to buy horses and food supply and planned to leave soon after. But a boy accidently dropped Behmen's sword and the villagers recongized him as a deceiver of Crusade War, therefore he also became the enemy of God. Behmen and Felson then being captive and put into the dungeon.

Meanwhile, the so called village was plagued by strange disease. Almost everybody was infected, from the dirtiest scavenger on the street to the holiest local priest.

The Church believed the black witch was the cause. A middle-rank priest found a girl alone on the street, muttering words no one could understand. He's then convinced she's the witch and arrested her. The Church needed the witch to be deliver to someplace which name I couldn't remember, therefore they need some capable hands.

At first, Behmen and Felson refused to do so, having sworn never to serve the Church anymore. But after they saw the girl, in miserable condition to say the least, they decided it was best for the girl to be sent and given fair trial immediately. So then the journey of two former crusaders, a local knight, a priest, a merchant and a suspect began..

From the beginning until 3/4 of the movie, I thought this film would be another critism to the witch-hunt in 1400s. When hundred of thousands of women were captured, drown, hung and even burned alive for witch-craft practices which were never proven to be true.

Like at the beginning of the movie, when a woman said all she did was to give herbal medicine to a wounded man. And when the alleged 'black witch' said that in her village, there used to be a girl who was accused as a witch. To prove her innocence, she was pushed into the river. If she died by drowning, then she wasn't a witch. If she survived, then she was a witch and had to be burned.

Most disappointingly, it turned out that Season of The Witch was just a dull journey of ex-crusaders to escort an idiot devil to someplace. The reason of why the devil ever needed escort was another absurdity.

In the end of the movie, I was thinking: So what's the point? Are they really saying that killing hundred thousands women in 14th to 17th century was necessary?

The Samsas took ‘Gregor is now a beetle’ as a fact, not even had the slightest rumination like ‘there’s a monster inside Gregor’s room and it most probably has killed him’. Therefore instead of calling police or doctor or pest extinguisher, they kept beetle Gregor as a secret shame.

Gregor, despite tremendous unfortunate event that happened to him, could only think about how much he put his family in such inconvenient state. He wished, above anything else, to go back to work and provide his family a comfortable living and send his sister to a reputable music school.

A beautifully written bizarre story. As if mocking people who make a fuss over the superficials. The real tragedy is when your family member turns into insect over night. Anything else is solvable.

Meaning we cannot fight fire with fire. Cannot fight terrorism with massacre. Cannot fight idiocy and dictatorship with rage. Wait. You probably can fight idiocy and dictatorship with rage.

I can't believe North Korea an their 'dear leader' Kim Jong Il remains untouched all of these years. Somebody has to put some sense in his brain. And his son's, Kim Jong Un, as well.

It's like they put more than 23 million Korean people into hostages. I mean, only 68% of the population is well fed. And well fed means eating half of the standard portion of meal. 1/3 of children and 1/4 of pregnant women are malnourished and starving. While the Kims have recently built a villa worth 150 million USD for the 'crown prince', Kim Jong Un. They have other 32 similar buildings all across the country.

And it is said they even have personal subway and yacht way. And undersea view facilities. I don't know if these are really real. I mean, it sounds too... heartless.

All medias are owned and controlled by the government. All of televisions and radios are listed and programmed to only received government's broadcast. I wonder if citizens could be granted permissions to leave the country. Not likely.

I should've felt grateful that I wasn't born in North Korea. Even Cendana could be seen as generous compared to the Kims. And we all thanked God the moment Cendana's reign was over.

This could be a closure. Or a new shape of friendship. A kiss on the cheek.

"I personally don't believe in global warming. It's just a political twist of powerful countries not wanting developing countries, like Indonesia, emerge as new power in global industries. The world has its cycle and its own mechanism to make itself sustainable."

Always a little discussion. Now over pancakes.

"Well, politic aside. What's wrong with recycling and trying to make less and less solid waste disposal? What's wrong with planting more trees or building more environmental friendly homes? It doesn't matter whether global warming is really exist or not, living green doesn't hurt anyone."

"Poorer countries will always be dependent to richer countries. How could they manage to accelerate their economy if their industries and manufactures continue being held back by the reason of global warming? Those superpower countries only use global warming issue to secure their positions in the food chain."

"Cleaner technology will indeed improve the living quality of society. Reducing raw material, recycling product into its raw material will help. Reusing what you have at home instead of buying the new one is not only helping the environment, but also your wallet, and it prevents any more unnecessary disposal."

"Clean technology is expensive. Raw materials are usually cheaper than the recycled ones, clean technology is not exactly congruous to be implemented in developing countries. Tax cut or incentive for industries that use clean technology, they couldn't do that."

"That's the use of research, to discover new possible, cheaper, more environmental friendly both processes and materials. People need to work together and stop pointing at one another. We could start living green at home. People that live near industrial area could protest if those industrial activities interfere their healths. Government should make a strict policy about emissions and litters that could be harmful to water and soil."

"That could be done, again, in already are industrial countries. There's almost no textile plants in US. They move them to Vietnam, Cambodia, Indonesia because that kind of industry produce a lot of waste."

"And they buy it back to United States. Making coutures and expensive clothes..."

"... and sell it to people around the world, including Vietnam, Cambodia, Indonesia."

"But that's the purpose of industry. You add some value to raw materials, sell them and collect much more money than the producers of those raw materials do. I honestly don't see the bad in capitalism. You want to win big, you have to bet big."

"Developed countries have two faces..."

"We all do."

"Exactly. Raising up this global warming issue, making this sound important and urgent. While at the same time they don't want to sacrifice anything. They push developing countries into taking responsibilities of what developed countries have done. All the data about earth warming up, is only a bunch of curves of what's been going on in the past... let's say, 50 years, 100 years. Earth exists much longer than that. Its warming up and cooling down, it's all part of the cycle."

"If there's no global warming issue people won't stop using cheap technology that will intoxicate their own bodies. People will never stop dispose unnecessary wastes."

"Global warming issue ties down poorer countries and prevents their economic independence. Now is the mankind prosperity versus paranoid hypothesis. And you haven't finished your food."

"I have. I feel full already."

"You only ate a half of it."

"But I can't eat anymore. Or else I'm gonna be sick of too much carb."

"Why... I'm always the one to finish your meal."

Kafka said stories don't have to state morals. Sometimes stories are just about the beauty of details and well written lines.

Talks don't have to have conclusions. The beauty of it is just when you're there, with persons you care about, talking and sipping orange juice.