The fools who act smart

anyway back for the info ini blog emang benar-benar rarely posted hahahaha. Blog dari seorang yang malas menulis tetapi otak penuh dengan interest salah satunya ngetik- ngetik di komputer.

emang aneh rasanya baca tulisan sendiri yang dulu banget dengan kondisi sekarang yang sudah beda banget, sekarang bener2 kerasa ain’t young, but still stupid beda banget klo liat ama profile descriptionnya damn people really change…..hmmm nope, i might be open this blog again in 10 years latter and also laughing my ass up again.

Okay, i will try to share a thought again here….25….25….25…..i really hate this number nowadays. Because when you add “years old” in that it will sound like this (you are not teenager anymore dude! go out and get your ass to work!). But i tell you what, it might be right what people thinking about “boys grows slower than a girls, but in the other hand, girls is also just want to have fun.” So, conclusion is, this is what we “the quarter life years old” feel, that sometimes you really want to had fun and back to those crazy days, but somehow your guilty conscience is tell you the other ways around. Hanging out with older guys still feel boring and awkward, when try with the younger you’ll feel damn old. nowadays, i really spend to much talking to myself rather than talking to human beings, thats why now i jump to trying to talk to you blog goblog haha.

Is it a quarter life crisis do i feel right now? the girls is want to get married, and the guy is starting a carrier, both still want to have fun, and both bores with the routines, and some didn’t even like their job.
At this point i really confuse about all the things, more insomnia at the night, to much philosophy and talking to myself, dump a girl who loves me, rejecting the one who likes me, while chasing a mysterious girl.  is this some kind of new that i found out or it is written in life cycles of a human being, so i can stop thinking that i am the weirdo.

Anyway, this just a little thought from a fool who try to acts smart.