A Lesson From A Jetplane Ride

Hello, i'm in Hong Kong. I thought it was going to be super cold (the temperature at 8 km above is minus, according to the airplane temperature sensors), but here at Hong Kong International Airport, it's not bad.

*insert Mr. Obama's face here*

The ride itself, though, gave me lessons.

One, fear not, even in the dark, when we cannot see anything (it's a night ride, and we're still far away from the mainland, according to the map on the screen), because our leader (our father, headmaster, or ultimately, our Father) knows more than we do, and can see more clearly than we do. In spiritual sense, this is important, especially if you're a Catholic.

Two, experience, either from our own, or the others, is very important. I have never gone abroad so far, and i have never gone in a night flight, either. So when i saw the freezing window, and the altitude meter which goes down every second, I was praying for the life of eveyone on the plane.

I know, I watch too many films.

Three, prepare for death, anytime. Don't you know that life is temporary, and death is due to every living thing on this Earth? Even though certain animals have regeneration which seemed to make them immortal (researchers are trying to benefit human body from this ability), what's the purpose? What is good from living until the end of our universe, if we don't have the real Peace, Joy, and Love? Ask, or observe someone who have done mortal sin, and you will see, how they live their life. I've been there, on the enemy's side. I don't want to be there anymore. The constant worry, fear of death, and despair is things that I had there. I hope that you will choose Life.

Can't You See The Beauty?

It's been months since the last time i had a course in Direct English. One of the natives, Curt, taught me one thing: when a child gets hurt (by falling, etc) they will not cry if they don't see their parent's worried face. He goes on by telling us to use this trick: when chirdren hurt himself, don't show any bad expressions. Put a calm, smiling face, and eveything will be okay. No cries (this method has been used by one of his family member).

Forgive me for being religious, but in a children's innocence, only recently i have realized this beautiful depiction of how men should act, if only they can see God's face. Man do sin, so they fall like a child, but the only people who have ever seen God the Father's face are not here on earth. We can see that only a few people cry, just like a child, when they fall into sin. I am barely sad when I fell into such position. This is because only a few even truly get to know Jesus, let alone seeing his face. I start to think that children cry because they fail their parent's hopes and dreams of him or her being steady on his or her feet, not just because it hurts.

Whether you're religious or not, let us do a favor to our parents by standing steady, avoiding the fall by fighting our irrational feelings.

Stop Complaining And Fight Cynicism

And you will see the core of the problem.

At least that's what my mind is thinking right now. Inside the state of grace, I am totally productive. My mind is full of love, my heart is full of love, and my whole life is full of love. Aside from several typos while making this post, I am fine, but when I am not, i usually said :

God, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.
God, have mercy.

Well, it works.

While I'm thinking about the explanation of the statement above, let us discuss cynicism. Cynicism is actually good for several years after its conception, calling people to fight greed, hypocrisy, and to establish discipline and simplicity within. The modern version, however, is terrible.

Here are some excerpts and examples I got.

Cynicism takes the notion that every institution and every person is for sale, and enshrines it as an eternal truth. It insists that human motives are debased and always will be. Cynicism implies that no institutions, truths, or community bonds are worth fighting for. - http://www.earthisland.org/journal/index.php/eij/article/whats_wrong_with_cynicism/

"some cynics thought that the controversy was all a publicity stunt" - an example of Google's dictionary.

"So you're helping people by working for and promoting a company? Tell me, how much money you make out of it?" - my guess of someone's mind after reading that a guy is helping people on some remote places in Indonesia by establishing sanitazion by pro oting a soap company.

The list could go on, but we have heard a lot of it, I'm sure of it. Take this song for example:

Segitiga lo ada di lokalisasi mana
masih gadis apa janda nama asli siapa
tiba tiba dateng pas sensasi udah usang
orang udah lupa ngotrek nantang berang baru lo pasang

sungguh kasihan klo nyerang nya sekarang
kalah ama orang awam yg duluan berang
mudah mudahan tebakan gw kagak benar
kalo ternyata lo nge DISS cm buat menumpang tenar

ntar lo sama gw jadi nya gk beda sepintas
sama sama di anggap mencari popularitas
bilang gw jealous, demo belebel aja males
tapi kalo diminta DISS balikin nih gw bales

http://musiklib.org/8_Ball-Segitigadis-Lirik_Lagu.htm

Lyric in bold:

I hope that my guess is wrong
That you are dissing just for riding me for fame

Later, you and me aren't distinguishable at first sight
Considered as the same, searching popularity...

It's a diss, full of profane word, but we got that a lot of music "appreciators" are cynical.

What can we do to fight this? Alas, I have known nothing better but to seek the good in everyone. As for our first topic... let us end this for now and ponder it in our hearts.

anak mana?

SMAK 1

Ask me anything

Termehek-mehek

Gila, 15 taun gue hidup kayak gini. Kagak pake mikir, SKSD, sok baik, sok - sokan lah. Pandangan gue ke hidup juga rendah, curigaan, penuh kepalsuan. Lebay, dangkal, bego, lemot, dan terpengaruh sama orang lain begitu gampangnya, biasanya yang jahat. Masa depan gue dibentuk sama imajinasi gue yang liar dan gak terkontrol. Paranoid berlebihan yang ngejauhin diri gue dari temen- temen gue sendiri. Gak ada semangat hidup bikin gue males belajar, merasa pinter, sombong.

Gue mau mulai awal yang baru. Gue pengen bikin pribadi baru. Tapi bisa gak gue berubah kalo gue gak dapet bantuan dari orang sekitar gue? Gue bakal berusaha.

Oh Man, My First Copy - Paste Post. Enjoy.

There For You
By : Flyleaf
Sometimes I'm a selfish fake
You're always a true friend
And I don't deserve you
'Cause I'm not there for you
Please forgive me again

I wanna be there for you
someone you can come to
runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
I wanna be there for you

Swirling shades of blue
Slow dancing in your eyes
The sun kisses the earth
And I hush my urge to cry

I wanna be there for you
someone you can come to
runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you
I wanna be there for you

'cause I hear the whispered words
In your masterpiece beautiful
You speak the unspeakable through
I love you too

I wanna be there for you
And be someone you can come to

I wanna be there for you
And be someone you can come to
The love runs deeper than my bones
I wanna be there for you 

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Phototrace

Hi guys. This place has become so silent, outdated, and still, creepy. Damn, I guess I put it into hiatus and did not realise it.


Ok, I'll find a reason. How about this, I'm busy because I'm working on something good... 


But actually, I do. 

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2

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TADA

Phototrace.

It's still far away from finished...

Got her from this photo.

That's what we called phototracing. It started as a New Year present for my classmates. 

It's just OK, and I'm improving.

Some were good, and some were bad. Quality depends on the photo. Guess where I am.

But another example I've got from the internet shows that I am still nothing.

This one is absolutely nice... and fiery :p



















A calming pic after that one. :D























BUT LOOK!
NOW THESE ARE AMAZING!











Man, suddenly I just felt like a dwarf...
Gotta get out of this damn Ninja Saga and start working.

This blog is back into indefinite hiatus.
Bye.
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gone.

Huzzah!

I am rather obsessed with physical strength, physical exercises, and sadly, physics. (Call me a geek, I had no choice. Except if sitting in grade 10 for two years could be considered a choice. Bad choice.) Once begins, you'll do it again and again, at least until fatigue hits you.

Looking into my past, I've been always considered one of the weaklings - in fact, I might be the weakest man in wherever place I enter, even my girl friends would maul me in less than a minute in an armwrestling. I can't even land a kick or made anyone suck a single fist.

Even karate did not change that at first.

After spending a year or two bathing my head with fighting how - tos, plus a bucket of brute strength I always burst in a kumite (sparring), I still ended up with losing. This annoys me, and I wonder whether my biceps sucks and had to be changed with a dozer's hydraulic. At the end, I realised that I'm a total loser, and start filling my days with suicidal activities. This results in my own death in 02th January 2010. This is fake, ignore after reading.

After spending a year or two bathing my head with fighting how - tos, plus a bucket of brute strength I always burst in a kumite (sparring), I still ended up with losing. This annoyed me, and I wonder whether my biceps sucks and had to be changed with a dozer's hydraulic. At the end, which is several months ago, I realised that I've been tricked by every single man on the earth, playing me and putting me into their game.

I'm temperamental. Temper means losing to everyone, losing to yourself, losing friends, losing your own life and dragged into everyone's exact will, and losing your money in a street fight.

***

In my room, I remembered what we say everytime we practise together : Karate's Creed.

1. Able to keep personality.

2. Obey to Honesty.

3. Able to achieve.

4. Able to be polite.

5. Able to control myself.

All this time, I did none of them. Especially the number five.

Knowing that my only flaw is my own ego, I improved myself. In addition to my physical endurance, I added up speed and patience into my hands. They won't play me anymore like a cloth doll.

I will play my own f*****g  life. HUZZAH!

Hey, wait, that ***** stands for fishing. Really.

That's all for today, bud. Make friends, not biceps and bruises. Check another time for another nice shit you won't found in the stores, and have a nice day.

Ciao,

Manh Xa - Khaia

Enggris Please, For All Satanic Things

Humans, ourselves said, are the most intelligent living being in the known universe, or at least the known Earth. Looking (figuring, I should say - only a part of our history were written. The rest are mounds of boney earth, enriched with Carbon - 14 isotope) to our past, the first appearance of Homo sapiens, our kind, could be dated back to 200,000 years ago. What a bunch of old wise men we are.

Speaking about intelligence, I suddenly pulled something buried beneath ashes, broken fridge. Intelligence... what it says... it's something "ability to reason..." "use language..." whatever. Search Wiki. F.Y.I, a Language is is a particular kind of system for encoding and decoding info. (Straight from my Encyclopedia)

Speaking about language...

Oh please stop use "speeking about" I tired it is bored. Enggris please?

No, I created it myself. No - one is foolish enough to write that broken Enggeris, in my age. 

But I wonder whether this has correlation with person's character and culture. Yes, the language. It seems to me that language depicts its users. Here are some examples :

Brit. Engl : Taking every latin - based languages' vocabs.

Users      : Taking over the world on the past, leaving Commonwealth Nations scattered over the world.

Ame. Engl  : Fast and distinct.

Users      : Slow coach potatoes and indifferent.

Indonesian : So simple yet confusing.

Users      : Applies for the girls.

Malaysian  : Quite odd.

Users      : Very odd.

Japanese   : Writing pictures.

Users      : Producing (nude) pictures.

Arabic     : Write from right to left, fighting the stream.

Users      : Currently fighting the world, and are always right.

(Just kidding. The list above are modified form of common stereotypes which could be found everywhere.)

Seriously, our language shows our inner self and intelligence. A person able to speak a lot of languages are quite rare. Since I use three, you can call me... 

Just forget it. My Hanyu's terrible.
Make penfriends, not friend pens.

Ciao,
Manh Xa - Khaia

Bananas

It is said that a lot of people found their inspiration inside the bathroom. It works well on me, public restroom in my case. While taking a poo, I decided to write about it, complete with my experience.

Every few hours, a contraption consisting of 70% water, 20% carbon, 8% minerals, 1% poisonous thingies (artificial colouring, sweetener, formaldehyde, borax, Rhodamin B, etc) and 1% friendship, namely human body, dumps several hundred grams of chemicals called poop AKA banana AKA muffin.

These are bananas...

And this is a muffin.

The poo itself is not much a problem, despite the stink; the main problem comes when quantity increases while decreasing output's quality.

OOOOH SHIT!

No, mine was not that bad. It was still solid, solid enough to drop straight the hell hole... and the resulting splash breached the water closet's borders. I had to take a bath after - can't sacrifice my family's health. But it's still exhausting - sometimes it just went wrong and stuck inside, requiring extra power. Five times a day. Dare to beat my score?

Of course, I can take medications to stop the natural plumbing system. The only problem is that the medicine ceased it too perfectly the last time I used it. So perfect that I felt like a black hole - what comes in doesn't come out. Great outer space experience for three days, I should say.

Of course, my mother was curious.
"Kevin, when did the last time you had a poo?"
"Don't even remember. Maybe before you gave that chemical tablet thingies?"

My mother stopped the prescription.

Soon after the medicine subsided, the Black Hole collapsed into another hole called WC. The moment after, suddenly, the second Universe was created, along with Big Bang. Millions of bacteria entered this new world to do decomposing, eating, and conquering my septic tank's contents.

After all those (literal) shit, I went to the fridge and pulled out loads of healthy, juicy, fibrous tropical fruits from it, and ate them all. Hope that won't happen again.

Make up your mind and yell out something great, not something crap (like this story of course)

Ciao,
Manh Xa - Khaia

Explosive

Tired with your life? Wanna get famous now and die one hour later? Wanna get Blue Whale on Twitter? Then you've come to the right place! Just tweet some bad jokes from MANH & CO and be famous! Favourite quotations including: 

"Every BlackBerry user is Alay" by Rana Auliani; 

"What Goes Around Comes Around" by Justin Timberlake; and 

"The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" by... um... just forget it. 

Remember, with a LOW, LOW cost of being confronted by the whole nation. What are you waiting for? Be famous. Be cool.

That was the <sarcasm> best </sarcasm> ad ever. That will surely flame the whole Indonesia, at least areas which had been infected by Twitter, or Alays, or BlackBerry. Any of them. 


I wonder,if I ignited a match in a room full of BlackBerry users, would they burn?
We should be ashamed to ourselves - where is our self control? Where is our so - called hospitality? 

:@ :@ :@ :@ :@

We look like a pack of chirping (or tweeting, maybe) monsters now. What the world will say?


Make friends, not trending topics.


Ciao,
Manh Xa - Khaia

2010

"HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!"

Oh, no, I'm not really that enthusiastic. Especially because I'm sure I'll keep myself zolo. Means solo. Means 2010.

However flat these days are, at least I'll be back to school. (After waking up from a long dream of being an alien, 1th January wasn't very useful at all - I'm still sleepy. Literally, after get to bed late for... 2 weeks? I'm not sure.) Never, never in my life before (exception for EF and AIR - and both are too late, when I realised what are friends) I want to talk with them. They are not strangers anymore, not after I opened my cloak.

The entire school have to wait, though.

-_-_-_-_-_-

While I'm desperate for company, the others are craving for them. They hate people, but they need them to exist. After all, they have given all their life - even their secrets, lies, tears - for public consumption.

Celebrities. Let's get off the topic a bit.

:s :s :s :s :s

Basically, there are three types of energy in this world : Kinetic, Potential, and (Money). And celebrities had a lot of the lattest. Lots. Lots and lots. And lots are always dangerous, especially parking lot, if you have Aston Martin Vanquish. Their (Money) energy often reaches dangerous levels that might do harm to them, like narcotics, divorce, and a dress which is too long and make them fall from the 8th floor. And remember the Law of Energy :

"Energy under normal conditions cannot be created or destroyed, simply transformed from one type of energy to another."

- Anonymous Genious

Of course, this is their approach for a new year : new Hot News. And they will spend their (Money) energy for fame, more money, and Louis Vuitton.

Of course, everyone wants to be like them - so most everyone try to do what they do. Wasting money. Artificial beauty. Famous kids. The teen world suddenly separated with a fissure, differs Exist gals and guys with those under. Alays are not included.

Another possibilities that burns (Money) energy while increasing your fame including :

- Go for a professional makeover and ask for a Special Packet including :

        > Creambath

        > Blow

        > Trend - setter haircut

        > Comfy seat

        > Makarizo

        > Scissors that does not hurt

        > Handsome plastic face (Wait. Only some can afford this.)

        > etc. (I ran out of ideas)

- Make a party all night all day with either your money, or your parents'.

- Sex scandal video (Million bucks to shut their mouth...)

- B.A.S.E jumping without a parachute (cancel your insurance before).

- Fame - seeking based charity (Real celebs only. Not for Exist teens).

- Holiday in Japan - make sure to use Yen for a maximum impact on your balance sheet.

- Holiday in Bangka - in a rainy day, with thunders that picks everything, even ground - level buildings.

- Holiday in Bermuda Triangle - your family will do the job by spending your money to find you.

And other crazy things just like last year.

:-| :-| :-| :-| :-|

Can you see what's the problem now? I'm fed up with them. They are part of New Year's fake happiness, entertaining fools, entertained fouls, everything which is nothing. Can't we just change? Why wait for a new year? I made the New Year change by changing my attitude to my friends, and what I think about them.

But I can't stand the people. Hedonists, I should say, for they only accept happiness. Faux felicita. False happiness.

I'm sorry. I don't know what to do with this nation. My nation.

This is 2010 man. Make changes, not debts.

Ciao,

Manh Xa - Khaia

An Article 4b0uT UpZ EeNd D0wNNzzZ,,,,,,, (Man I Almost Killed Myself Typing That)

"1iFe eEz nEveR Fl4T,,,,"

- anonymous on the reason why they write like this

Often used by "alay" in Indonesia, informal writings like this are the side - effect of handphones, ten fingers, and the Shift key.  Most normal person who read leeted text are often confused, irritated, or even exploded. I resisted, so hail me now. thank God.

This is just another reason to Visit Indonesia - great waves are available outside Bali.

Why people like to write like this?
My Extensive - and - What a Waste of Time - Experiment (EWW TEXT) for a lifetime gives some reasons why :

1. If you notice Candybar or Clamshell phones which didn't use QWERTY keyboard, it's necessary to press a key several times JUST TO TYPE A F@CK!NG NUMBER ONE (1). It is also needed to type short - only 160 characters allowed here, man. 

Time after time, the user's hands become used with this kind of situation, making their fingers extremely agile. They even become able to manoeuvre between text menus and symbols, and soon they began stocking up on shorten vocabulary lists. They also found it's fun playing with capitalize button. Even when they finally use a better phone, they keep their style.

2. Leftover theory. Trend changes everyday without notice. When gaulistas (cool peoples) can catch up with the stream, some people can't. What they know today is what we know yesterday. If we look into our past, when BlackBerry doesn't exist, we often do the point mentioned above. Meanwhile, they haven't got any cellphones. Years passed, and we adopted a new trend. Considering it cool, they adopted our former trend. Including our writing style.
And we hate them for that.

Special thanks to this guy.

3. Chat and foreign pop culture. Leet / 1337 is a style of writing in which the standard character of English is substituted with another ASCII character, pretty similiar with bumpy text we're discussing here.

4. Speed bumps (polisi tidur). They also made the writings bUmPy.

5. Chitato. They are extremely wavy.

"...."

"Manh...."

OK, the last two are stupid :D

:P :P :P :P :P

However annoying these texts are, we shouldn't judge the users as alay. After all, lots of humans are judging  upon another based on their style. This is unfair, as everyone got their own, or stole it for their own. We should look at their behaviour instead. Is Andika Kangen Band alay? Or a fellow who participated in a street fight, just to make himself cool?

Do what's good for you and the world, man. Make friends, not babies.

Ciao,
Manh Xa - Khaia

Ho - Ho - Ho!

WARNING

Language rating : PG – 14.

First of all...

Merry Christmas, my friends, along with everyone who wants Him! 

And everyone who just want to be happy. C'mon, this ain't a God matter. This is snow.

***PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL***

As soon as you finish reading this, check your chimneys because I want it opened. Don't make my butts stuck there, along with black, black ashes. 

***DISPOSE AFTER READING***

I'm posting from Pangkalpinang right now, where the internet is as slow as snail – not to mention Zimbabwean. Yes, I'm having a two – week holiday with my Father, my father (Confused? See Trinity !), my Granny and Granpy, porks, hogs, frogs, more frogs, and hundreds of Aedes aegypti  which keeps searching and keeps sucking my dick blood.

So far I haven't got any fever. So please pray for me so I won't. 

Here at my Granpy's house, Christmas celebration made everyone happy, proven by my early rose at 7.00 AM – from the usual 11.00 AM. Even my Granny took a rest from her daily bread : cooking, cooking, and cooking. However, several things don't cease : her rambling, deafness, and so on. She also keeps telling us to eat whenever she remembers – in a three hours interval.

Sometimes, I regret stealing food from the table an hour before.

Oh! I have something to share. Do you still remember this  post? Yes, now animated version is available! Take a look. Long look. Forever. I love this picture. One, it is nice and detailed. Two, the girls' are cute. Three, I'm handsome.

Just kidding. It's because I know we're always in each other's heart 

♥ (ooooooh) ♥

From left to right : Angga, Amira, Vania, Brena, Dhini, Risa, me

Made by : Nilam 'pwns' Sari  (http://nilampwns.tumblr.com)

Ouch! You've been pwned. Get off before you're owned.

NOTE : She doesn't draw herself. If only I could draw... 

Did you know? This reminds me of my terrible attempt to “draw” us, several months ago. I feel pwned. Oh Nilam, you really pwns. 

See? I'm multi – UNtalented. The only thing that saves my face (the real one, not the one in the drawing) is that these 'drawings' were used as the title's decor, so everyone considers it's the best WE can do were refined with black marker, thanks to them. You can see the result below.

I'm pretty sure one of them will kill me. Or maybe they'll arrange a tac – team.

From left to right : pretty clear. 

Made by : Me (Kevin Reiner)

Once again, Nilam wasn't here. Somehow she hates being depicted. Actually I DO draw her, if a drawing of someone covering one's face counts as a drawing.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

And now, she inspires me to do something again. It's kinda secret, and this is a personal matter which we won't discuss now. 

While we're swimming in the Sea Of Happiness, Christmas Carol, and Cinnamon Roll....

Remember 26th December, 2004.  

That day, a big earthquake shook us really good, with a Tsunami  came after. About 200,000 got slaughtered, with millions in hunger, plague, and most are homeless. Victims are in Aceh, Indonesia; Maldives, India, and even Africa. Until now, some are still refugees, due to the houses given were taken by some bastard idiot noobs people who took advantage with these easy housing.

Let's pray, mourn, remember, or whatever you consider the best for a moment.

We cannot weep our past forever. We also have to look forward, into the future. 

☠ ☠ ☠ ☠ ☠

PREPARE FOR THE 2010 MAN!

Yes, 2010, with only 2 digits lower that the awesome 2012, is coming. The last 6 days (counting from 25, it's 25 here) of 2009 is a moment of hope, a moment of reborn. A moment for change. Change we need.

”Obama? Is that you?”

“No, it's not me.”

However, some sceptics helped us by keep telling us about the stale ceremony people keep celebrating each year, which is just the same (Hats, trumpets, Barbeque, greeting cards, and be there credit cards to pay 'em) about we only change a little, if not nothing at all. Agreed. Remember that the most important thing of a changing year is the changing human, not the year itself. Not the concert at the beach. And not the calendar. (After all, I'll miss that Pierre Cardin promotional calendar that my mother got for this year. It supplies you every month – EVERY MONTH - with hot chicks with two – piece bikinis Damned pervert brain. -___- )

♂ ♂ ♂ ♂ ♂

Oh man, I run out of topics here. So I guess that's all... For this year.

Good luck my man.

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