Time is Money, Exactly

go early or go empty

The question is would anyone buy it? More pics [ACIDCOW]



How much does it cost in your opinion?

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kiss my ass

me : Mum, I think my ass hurts.

my mum : How?

me : I don’t know, maybe it’s just worn out from sitting hahaha

my mum : Your asshole or the ass itself?

me : (in my head -> was I fucked or something, mum?!?!)


my mum : *laughed out loud* Just a thought, dear! *continued laughing*

Dodgy Sleaze

KPK - Auction for Corrupters' Wealth

Hmm, you may think there’s nothing wrong about the picture, yeah you’re right, but there’s story behind it. Those cars are actually auctioned, okay it still sounds okay, there’s more: Those auctioned cars were owned by corrupters. Well, I just knew it yesterday late-afternoon when I watched the news on telly. It’s a bit weird, I mean personally I don’t wanna buy anything from people who digged my country’s wealth in any form. How about you, would you buy it? Me? Like I said, absolutely not, not even close to the desire of mine.

Aldhin xx

picture taken from JakartaPress.com


DISCLAIMER: Sorry that the title of the post is a bit disgusting (if you’re an Indonesian, I’m sure you know what I mean, but if you’re a foreigner, you’ll find out by reading the rest of this post)

Okay here goes the story. Well, today when I was on my way home with my sister, there was a car that suddenly surpassed my car. I wasn’t bothered at all, seriously. It wasn’t a huge deal I guess. But then, my sister told me about the car’s number plate, it was B 3 RAK in which if it’s linked into a word, it will be read BERAK. Berak is an Indonesian word which means pooping or shitting. Ewww, it’s disgusting!!! However, it’s hilariously amusing when it comes to that number plate. Why did its owner choose that one for his or her car? Spitefully brilliant I suppose hahaha. After my sister told me that, I decided to take a picture of it ASAP and damn well, I made it!!! HAHAHA. Here’s the pic that I took (click on it to enlarge so that you can see it clearer lol):


The car that I’ve been talking about here 

Oh yeah, plus the car was heading the same direction as mine. Fortunately, when I made the left turn to my house, the car went straight to another way. Hahaha. I thought its owner would live in my neighbourhood.

Laugh your life, people 😀

Aldhin xx

p.s. If you, the owner of this car, read it, it is truly just for fun 🙂 Be proud instead, because your apparent goal which is to be talked about, has been silently accomplished. Congrats! Hahaha

Magazine’s Price

I wonder why, here in Jakarta, Indonesia, are imported foreign magazines getting more and more expensive each month? Is it because the tax for them is increasing? Why? WHY? Maybe I should stop buying them for a couple month but I just can’t, I’m already an aficionado of magazines, simply can’t live with ’em. Should I say hasta la vista to these:



Hey, why can’t the tax be decreased by any means? It shouldn’t be added that much. The original price is only around four American dollars!!! Why is it sold at the price of more than 10 bucks? It’s almost three times its original price. F*ck! Excuse my French. I mean, tax for imported novels are not big, it’s even tiny I guess. The original price of them is mostly 10 bucks and usually those-10-bucks-novels here are sold by the price of 12 bucks. See??? They only add two dollars for the tax. Then, why is it far different for mags? Is there any difference between the two? Is it cause magazines are absolutely colourful? I don’t know, but the tax admin should know about this.

So, please reduce the price! I’m still fine if the price is doubled, but now it’s almost tripled. Dammit!

Aldhin xx

Home, Finally :)

Wow, I haven’t written anything for almost a week, miss you all readers :’) Well, as I told you in my previous post, LONG HOLS, this week is holiday. Today’s Friday which means there are only two days remaining to kill.

Anyway, why haven’t I posted anything for a while? Just so you know, my mum was in hospital for five days -Monday thru today, Friday-. Yeah, this holiday wasn’t really nice because of that. But now, thankfully, my mum’s getting much, much better and it’s enough to make me smile 🙂 I had no idea to write because I thought there’d be nothing special to post. Gosh, I miss writing here hahaha.

This week, I spent my days in hospital (OF COURSE!), but I got a little time to go out somewhere. On Monday, one day before my mum’s surgery, I had a little time for a reunion with my old pals. It was a really good time considering we haven’t met each other for a long time.

Well, Tuesday was my mum’s surgery time. She was operated at 9 am and the surgery was successful, Alhamdulillah 🙂 At 11.30 am she was already brought back to her treatment chamber. My whole family was there, waiting for my mum’s surgery. That night Teteh Icha needed to be picked up from her English course, Wall Street Institute. So, Teteh Tata, my sister and I decided to pick her up. However, before that, we went to Pacific Place to have dinner. We had dinner at Ta Wan and we all had porridge and lumpia plus tofu as the side meal. Yum yum yum! We were in Pacific Place only to have dinner, not for shopping whatsoever, so we were there only less than an hour. Actually we didn’t plan to go to Pacific Place, we wanted to go to Plaza Senayan. However, because of the kuh-ray-zee traffic jam, we cancelled on that plan seeing Pacific Place is nearer from our sight. After that, we picked up Teteh Icha at Ratu Plaza where Wall Street Institute established. Gawd. I think I become much more attracted to join this English course after I actually went inside and saw it before my eyes how the learners learn English. Teteh Icha brought her Canon SLR camera because that day’s theme of her social club was photography. I was like shocked that an English course could be as enjoyable as that. Okay, after that, we all went to the hospital and Teteh Icha also stayed a night there, but Teteh Tata came home.

Alrighty, on Wednesday I think I didn’t go anywhere.

Let’s move on to Thursday. Well, I went to Pacific Place (again) on Thursday. At first, I planned to go to Plaza Indonesia, but I didn’t feel like going there. I left off at 11.15-ish am and arrived there around 12 pm. I directly went to Aksara to buy some magazines and novels. I was there slightly more than an hour (yeah, I’m a bookstore geek lol). After I payed all of my purchases, I went to Hot Shots Burger to have my lunch. Then, I had a little time to stop at some of my favourite stores before I decided to go to another shopping centre. I took a taxi to go to Mall Ambassador. I went there to buy some software for my PC, some DVDs, etc. After that, I went back to hospital and I arrived there at 3 pm. Thursday was quite exciting day out plus my mum was told by her doctor that she could go home on Friday *yaaay*.

Okay, so Friday‘s left to be told. This morning I got up at 8.30 am and missed my Fajr (morning) prayer. Shoot! After I got up, I looked for something to eat for breakfast. I decided to buy some food at the cafeteria realising that most food peddler outside the hospital should have been run out by that time. I bought fried rice for my sister and I. And then I bought some gorengan to eat besides fried rice. After I finished my breakfast, I helped my dad pack our stuff (because today’s the last day at hospital). It was quite tiring because there were loads of them as if we were going on a vacation somewhere else to another hemisphere for a really long time. Well, if you’re curious with how much they were, here’s the list: 2 suitcases, 3 backpacks and more than 10 large enough plastic bags (ups-a-daisy global warming alert! Saaahhh-reee!) See, there were loads. We finally left the hospital at 1.30 pm and directly headed home. Yeah, I missed my home very much although the Wi-Fi connection at the hospital was blazingly brisk 24/7 (I miss it already :)) Okay, so here I am, home sweet home again. Phew, school comes nearer and nearer folks! I can’t believe a week feels this fast. But, I kinda miss school you know. I might sound like I’m joking, but I ain’t. More posts laters, mates!

Aldhin xx

p.s. Finally I bought myself a new wallet!!! It’s Ermenegildo Zegna just like I’ve wanted!!! Pictures later!!!