- Predictably Irrational

1. Doesn't it scare you, how in one snap, one second, people can change their mind? How in fact, people are predictably irrational and thus it makes their acts, their decisions, their responses, their reactions are inconsistent, are subjective and depending on too much variables with limited knowledge.

2. And yet, we are born as individual and social being which makes us sometimes, on certain conditions, to certain people, dependent.

3. Although, growing up as adults, we are becoming more and more aware of the fact that we should never depend on anyone but ourselves, that we cannot put our happiness on anybody’s hands but ours. Because it will make us irresponsible, to ourselves.

4. But on that condition, to that people, we are devoted, we glued ourselves.

5. Until one day, like any other day, we unconsciously blink, and these people are gone. They change their minds. One day they love, one day they are not. Predictably irrational.

6. Maybe that’s what marriage is for. To make it all less scary. Love, love is another thing. It’s like how man can separate sex from love. Love and marriage; they are apples and oranges.

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2015

It's been a long time. I guess the longest one. Actually 2014 was gone just like that. It's been fun, but just like that, it's 2015 already. I'm not saying that it didn't leave any marks in my life, but it's gone too fast. I think I've been using most of the times in 2014 to work. So.., one snap and it is 2015 now. Damn..

I'm getting old. Still so much to achieve, but I will already be 25 by this June. OMG.

But you know what, I learned a lot in 2014. I learned that sky really is the limit. That if everyday we push ourselves a little more, we actually can. I learned that everybody has their comfort zone. Sometimes it's a place, a career, and sometimes it's a person. And there's no way we can judge people about that. Leaving comfort zone is one of the hardest thing to do. So just let them learn their way.

That's all for today. And, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR 2015, folks! Keep succeeding!

- Alice.

LATE NIGHT GLIMPSE

Jodoh itu pilihan. Sesederhana analogi klasik memilih bunga di taman tanpa boleh kembali ke belakang. Diam di tempat takut menyesal melewatkan pemandangan di depan; melanjutkan perjalanan takut salah menyia-nyiakan yang sudah di tangan, apalagi kalau sudah terlanjur bikin taman yang kecil dengan isi bunga yang terbatas.

Mau takut yang mana pun juga adalah sebuah pilihan. Diam di tempat membunuh rasa penasaran dan strangely merelakan diri to fit in dengan ketidak-pas-an itu sendiri. Lanjut berjalan bertaruh dengan ketidakpastian dan mengambil resiko kesepian. Pilihan.

Tapi ada yang bukan pilihan. Keraguan. Dan semua pemikiran tentang ketakutan akan pilihan-pilihan yang ada. Kalau sudah begini tinggal keberanian yang berperan. Mau bertahan dalam keraguan atau berpetualang mencari jawaban.

Aug 4, 12:50 AM.

Politics

Her face is doomed

His mouth mumbling

Like a handsome idiot

Both are politician

Both pretty

They talk like the smartest

And secretly thinking about sex

Most of their kind is just like them

They talk talk talk

Then sex sex sex

And then comes one hero

Who sincerely cares

And everybody keeps telling

That it’s just for his image

Maybe nobody knows anymore

The slight difference

Between cares and tales

Old Memorial Park

That place was full with darkness

I could see nothing but white smelly smolder

I went there to pick up someone

Someone from my past

She’s pretty but fake

Like a mannequin

Her nose is perfect

And her hair is all black

Back then she was a waitress

In a restaurant right down the Sunset Street

Near my apartment, a place where I barely live

We’re not a lover

Nor a best friend

I just knew her from where I got my coffee

And she just knew me as one lousy customer

Not long from now she just got hit by a car

I saw her from across the street

And dropped my cup of coffee

I stood there for three hours

And she was brought to faraway

Far from Sunset Street

So I don’t drink coffee anymore

Instead, I went to that Memorial Park

To pick her up and trying to be a lover

One night I dream

I drink coffee and she walks next to me

Hand on hand, still on the Sunset Street