It somehow reminds me of an old friend, who was a sweet like-able guy. I remember there was a church event where we were split in group to play some games. I saw a very different side of him that I had never seen before. He became so serious about the games and acted sometimes too furious when he didn't win. Soon after, I learnt the stories about how he was born and raised in a region of conflict in Eastern Indonesia. About how he missed a bullet that was shot right to his head, and survived. The way of living for survival penetrated to the blood became a character he carried with him on daily basis.
This life is a hard place to live. No matter how hard you try to reconcile with life, it will always be bitter. This is a world of pain, of sickness, of tragedy. It has been a while since I started to feel sick every time I heard people talking about "wanting happiness". Q: "What do you want in life?" A: "To be happy." Oh stop that crap already. To me that sounds like an answer given by a sixteen yo girl. Stop avoiding sadness as if it's a disease. You think you'll reach happiness with marriage, tell me how you feel when problems strike. You think you'll be happy if you buy a thing, see how long it last before you get bored. It's just a cycle so stop overrating happiness.
Anywayyy, I have stop admiring Coldplay since Viva La Vida, all the costume thingy just didn't work for me. And I didn't care at all about Mylo Xyloto until yesterday when I tried to stream the songs just cause I need some new sound to accompany me doing my things. Only one song that really caught my ear and I've been listening to it over and over again ever since.
