Kapteinpus said...

So, that must be said! For the follower of Chemistry, you don't have to worry. This post is nothing. I'll continue the story later on. Also for Kapteinpus, I am really sorry for ruining your beautiful drawing. Please have merci on my soul.

For you guys who don't know what this all about, maybe you can read the comments of Chemistry [Part 1] first. Kapteinpus doesn't believe I'm an awsome Ninja. Well, lets see about that now, heh.

I've been doing some drawing too. Please take a look at it and do criticize it. The title is "Some Guy in a Magazine". It is made by a stinky marker pen on the back of a product describing of a domotica controller.

Chemistry [Part 2]

Actually I didn't want to answer that. I know if I begin to talk to her, I will ended up chatting with her for hours and it was a little bit shame to stay inside on a beautiful day like that. If you ever visited Holland, you should know what I mean. Normally we only see the sun for about 2 minutes per year! Rain, dark clouds, sex shops and tulip are the only things you can see around here.

<13:34:43> Plastic Bag has buzzed you!

She has buzzed me again. I felt a little bit guilty actually for having that thought. After all, I hadn't spoken to her for months. I was curious how she had been doing all these time. So I decided to reply it. It went something like this:

<13:34:57> The nameless one : Hey Plastic Bag, Long time no see.
<13:35:01> The nameless one : How's life?
<13:35:06> Plastic Bag : The nameless one!! Ha you're online! I miss you sooo much :* I miss you just like the sun misses the moon. I can't help it. I need to speak to you. About -- love...
<13:35:12> Plastic Bag : But anyway, life's treating me good. Especially right now, because of you - my eternal love. ^_^
<13:35:20> The nameless one : Uhm, yeah.. whatever.

...

Okay, I heard what you're thinking. It didn't go exactly like this. I -- uhm, it's.. it's.. mostly true.

So, we talked about a lot of things that day. She told me about her trip to Bali with her friends. About the beautiful beaches, warm sands and crazy parties. She sent me some of the photo's and at that moment I realised I hadn't been there for quite a long time.

Even though I was born and raised in Indonesia, I didn't go to Bali so often. The last time my family and I went to Bali, we went by car. It was a 2000 km long journey from Jakarta to Denpasar. We only saw rice fields and beaches on the way to Bali. If we were thirsty, we just stopped somewhere and drink juice of wild sugarcane we extracted by ourself. If we were tired we just sleep on the back seat. We were hopping from one city to another until we reached the eastern tip of Java. The trip took five days.

On the earliest morning of the sixth day, we were there. The magnificent island of Bali. The last piece of the Hindu Majapahit empire (1293–1520 AD). It was a little bit cold at the time of the day. When we went further, I was stunning from what I saw.

There were two things I remembered clearly. First of all, they had wooden pylons and secondly, the traditional woman worn nothing on their upper body. I was ten years old and I found heaven.

Chemistry [part 1]

Sometimes I just remember a conversation with someone. It just came out of nothing and sometimes it happened in a strange moment. The funny thing is that I also remembered where the conversation is made and the color of the sky.

Once I was in a lecture of a Professor of mine about computer architecture. When the Professor was explaining about the differences between Harvard and von Neumann architecture of CPU design, I suddenly remembered this particular conversation with a friend about type of men she likes.

No, not because I like her. Really. I ask this to many friends just because I am a curious animal. And it's also interesting because if you ask them regularly, you will find that the ideal type image they have, changes according to wind direction. And in most cases, it really doesn't matter at all. They're usually ended up having relationship with someone who are completely different with their ideal type.

Because I'm in a anonymity campaign let's call this person "Plastic Bag" for no particular reason.

Plastic Bag is a popular type of person. If you look back (or forward) on your high school period, you will find a person who knows everyone and everyone know this person in a positive way. Plastic Bag is that kind of person. She's funny, easy going and has a lot of friends. She is also an intelligent girl. She studied at a famous university. She always got good grades, etcetera etcetera.

On a hot summer day for about 4 / 5 years ago, I was sitting down behind my desk at home and looking at a small chunk of cloud outside. I was hoping the cloud will get bigger and bigger and blocks the sun ray for a couple of hour or so because it was getting too hot. The color of the sky was as blue as this Blue Jay [Wikipedia]. It was a beautiful day.

Suddenly I heard this beep sound came from my computer.

It appeared that someone buzzed me on Yahoo! Messenger (Which is impossible because I didn't have Internet connection at the time, but yeah whatever). I went to look from whom the Buzz was.

It was her. Plastic Bag.

<13:34:29> Plastic Bag has buzzed you!