All about the HiLton

Today, I'm going to talk about PARIS HILTON. Yeap, spell that right: H-I-L-T-O-N

I was thinking about the old saying: Smart people make use of the circumstances they're in, wise people create the circumstances they want. Then an advertisement of Paris Hilton's single's turn up in front of my eyes, so I thought, "This girl must be a wise person, because when no recording company offer her a singing career when she wanted to sing, she built up her own recording company."

Okay now, you guys know I'm just kidding. Paris Hilton = brain; doesn't seem match for me.
The other day I was watching The Simple Life where in the end of the program, there's Paris trying to make coffee. She put the ground coffee [not instant coffee] in the glass and soaked in cold water, she took a sip, and with weird face she shouted to Nicole: "it tastes awful. Nicole..! Do you know how to make coffee..?"
Paris' fans say that the people who say bad things about her is just jealous of her. Yeah, I must admit that I am jealous of her. For her wealth..yeah [*roll eyes* who doesn't anyway?], but for not being able to do something like making coffee..? Like, never taste the coffee you made yourself?? *cross finger* Please God, don't let that ever happen to me...

Well, love Paris-H or hate Paris-H, what is this world gonna do without PARIS HILTON...

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There is no God? --Evolution my foot

Last night I was surfing youtube.com when I came across this video --a video trying to prove that God does not exist. Without doubt, there are a lot of comments on this video. Comments from people who support that 'there is no God' and people who opposing the idea. And of course, I don't want to be left out, so I left a comment which says: "hm...If God doesnt exist, then WHO created us?". And some guy answer: "evaberlin, you need to learn more about evolution". I almost laugh to dead reading that answer. No offence, I was just thinking, even IF the evolution ever did happen, then who the hell in this universe created the "first-ever" particle/substance/atom/whatever?

This whole God-does-not-exist thing reminds me a debate which took place in my class when I was in my last year in Senior High School. We were talking about evolution in the Biology class. Then me and my friends [8 people out of 40 in that class] were thinking "this isn't right", so we declared: we are disagree. Instantly, the class were divided into two sides, those who support evolution and those who do not. 8 against 32 [when the teacher ask who will be on 'no-evolution' side, nobody moves a hair].So the long debate was begun. There were debate from science side and religion side. I’ll just tell you the talk over religion side [because if I tell you the science side, I’ll able to write a novel].

So, let’s put it this way, there is NO God. The universe was blank [Imagine a dark empty room] No air, no light, no gasses, nothing. Suddenly, out of nowhere *puff* some certain of gas was pop out. Nobody made it, it self made [hey, there was NO God] that means it’s great, so the gas started multiply itself to oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen, e t c.
So after I don’t know how many million years, the gasses have become solid and created something called rocks, which have become planets. And one planet -somehow- became so hot it burns. Other -somehow- have ring. Other -somehow- became red. Others -somehow- reflect the light from that burning planet. And one...-somehow- became so cool, that it makes it possible for living things to live in it [later, when we already evolute to intellegent animals, we called it earth]. But it was too cold, so somehow, the earth reduced its temperature [*yawn* oh let’s just fast forward it].

Through many trials and tribulations, the earth's climate was then perfect. So those great gasses fused together resulting something alive --*drum roll* the ancestor of everything. It breathed, it ate, then somehow it grew to something bigger. Some of these things lived in the water, some lived on the land. Some become fish which later will become flying animal [or birds, if you want to call it]. Then, some became the ancestor of monkeys and human. What bothers me a lot is, if that ancestor can evolute to monkeys AND human, why not the ancestor of horse evolute to horse AND human-horse who -like human- could've been able to build cities, learn math, then together with us arguing about evolution and God? Oh no, wait, is that why there's something called centaur...?

Well, anyway, that’s it. So, “evolution” makes sense? ... *laugh to dead*

::My metamorphosis::

I have just updated my friendster. Just to obliquely let everybody knows: I have metamorphosed from a caterpillar who was living in the darkness of a cocoon, feeling depressed and lonely, into a happy butterfly –a happy beautiful butterfly.
I know there are some who people find it ‘not cool’, ‘silly’, ‘childish’, or whatever.
And some people who think I AM ‘not cool’, ‘silly’, ‘childish’, or whatever.
But as the saying goes “Call me whatever 'cause your words don't mean a thing”, so I’ll just fly away, enjoying my new wings and freedom, and leave them alone in their cocoon.

[-But one thing they should know: careful, I'm still sexy, naughty, and noxious-]

~*How does one become a butterfly?
You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar*~

Ballad of a b*st*rd??

This story just come to me when I was reminiscing on my bed last night.

One day, a boy and a girl who's dating each other hang out with their friends. While their on their way to a mall, the rain starts to fall. They all immediately run to the nearest place to take shelter. While they're waiting for the rain to stop, the boyfriend notice that his girl's best friend is feeling cold. He remembers that he brings a jacket that he isn't wearing, so he ask her whether she wants to wear it. My question is, is it wrong if the boy ask the other girl instead of his girlfriend? And what should the girlfriend do then?

Please leave comment. I really really want to know what do you think of that story, so please say something -anything, ok?
Thank you!

Family..

How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.

       'N by the time I could talk, I was ordered to listen...

            It's always been the same, same old story.

"You'll never get away, you know...
                                                ...it's called family"

About * L O V E *

Bila suatu hari pasangan Anda meminta Anda melakukan atraksi sirkus: berjalan diatas seutas tali yang terbentang di ketinggian 3 meter, sekadar untuk menyenangkan hatinya, akankah anda melakukannya? Anda tahu itu akan menjadi tindakan yang sangat bodoh, bila anda benar-benar melakukannya. 

“Sekadar untuk menyenangkan hatinya? Bagaimana bila aku jatuh dan patah tulang?” Anda juga tahu, bila pasangan Anda benar-benar mencintai Anda, ia tidak akan meminta Anda melakukan hal konyol seperti itu. Tetapi pertanyaannya adalah, akankah Anda melakukannya untuk dia –-dia, yang Anda cintai?

Mencintai adalah sebuah pilihan. Mencintai bukanlah menginginkan, apalagi meminta kebahagiaan. Sebaliknya, mencintai adalah memberikan kebahagiaan pada orang yang anda cintai. Cinta itu harus tetap ada, bahkan ketika orang yang kita cintai tidak (lagi) mencintai kita. Mencintai bukanlah sekadar “aku akan tetap mencintaimu walaupun kamu pergi.”

Tetapi, “aku akan tetap mencintaimu walaupun kamu menyelamatkan dia terlebih dahulu, ketika dia dan aku akan tenggelam.”

Mereka bilang, cinta butuh pengorbanan. Tidak. Bila Anda benar-benar mencintai, Anda tidak akan merasa sedang berkorban.

Kita harus mulai merevisi ulang makna cinta dalam kamus hidup kita. Akan menjadi pekerjaan yang sulit, memang, karena sudah entah berapa lama makna ‘cinta’ itu disalah-artikan.

-inspired by: I Kissed Dating Goodbye by Joshua Harris

From both sides~

I saw her today

It's been a long time
Feel like centuries
She seems alright
He look just like he used to
We talked for a while
I can't take my eyes off him
She kept looking at me, don't know why
He didn't want to look at me, don't know why
She asked, "how are you?"
He asked, "do you have a boyfriend?"
I told her about my new girlfriend
I said no...
I pretended that I care
I pretended that I don't care
She look different from she used to
He looked more attractive that he was
She said, "ok then, see you around"
He said, "goodbye.."
Then I went to play basketball
Then I went home and cry

Keepers of faith..

Are you a believer?

Starving no more...

Like any other teenagers, I've been struggling with my weight.
Hollywood and runway have spread a disease called flat-abs-obsession syndrome.
Which make every single teenagers --girls AND boys-- and even mid-ages worship anyone who has that 'body to die for'.
That's right...TO DIE FOR.
Ever heard of anorexia [which now already developed to pregnorexia] and bulimia?
Because of 'that body', many people have starved themselves.
And that's exactly what I did.
I starved myself, cursing me when I eat rice a grain too much.
Until some times ago, I'm having a terrible stomachache.
It's like something wild moving in my stomach,
torturing me, and making me feel like I wanna throw up.
Well, I did once.
And the strange thing is, it's only happened in the evening.
After a week of misery, I realize --my body has react differently to respon my HUNGER.
That's when I knew THIS GOT TO STOP
Now, I learn to love the body I'm in.
I eat everything I want to eat: ice cram, cookies, pizza --everything.
Not too much that I want to throw up, though [hey, I said, I LOVE MY BODY]
I move my body more, too.
Instead of watching movie-stars and models showing their starving bodies in the telly,
I clean my house whenever I don't have anything to do.
It's a great excersize, and also making my home a more comfortable place to live.
And the result to my body? Not bad.. [see image, hehe...]

Next time anyone commented you're fat/ugly/anything bad,
ask them when is their birthday... so that you can buy them a mirror.

Soundtrack: Ugly by Sugababes

Love~

I think I'm in love.
But I don't know whether it is love.

This kind of feeling can be very deceiving.
There are times when I'm missing him so much.
Remembering our silent conversation.
Remembering the things that we've shared to each other.
Dreams, fear, worry, laugh, anger. Everything.

There are times when I hate him so much.
For coming to my life... then dissappear
                without a trace.
For giving me so much joy... then take it away
                like I don't deserve it.
For teaching me to believe in love... then denying it himself.

There are times, I really want him to know:
You mean so much for me.
You know I'd give everything for you
                but you also know that I don't have everthing.
If you want me to stay, I will do just that.
If you want me to go away, because you happier that way
                                                ...I will do just that.

There are times I hate myself.
Because I never had the courage to tell him everything I want him to know.
Soundtrack: That's Where You Find Love by Westlife