Civilization at last!

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I haven't been connected to the Internet for quite a while. I can survive without TV or electricity for the whole week but Internet is my best friend. My second home :D It's not like I'm a web developer or something, but almost all my friend are on the internet. Mobile phone signal coming and going. My mom is the only company I had these few days. Other than old Good Housekeeping and Andrea Hirata's novels.

Things are more precious when it's missed. I didn't see magazines, books and internet as privileges. Now when some people are illiterate, I learned-the hard way-that knowledge, connection to the outer world is a privilege. These people living in this remote place don't know what they're missing, and sadly, so as those people with all the privileges. People with all the luxuries of Internet connection, books, magazines and TV, you need to slow down and enjoy the "privileges" that went unnoticed on plain sight like fresh air, rain and mosquitoes:D

Not "This Is It" Yet

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Connection to the Internet is actually a privilege. I just found that when I got back here, without connection to the Internet; how much more free connection like in MC. Sorry, AIU now. I've been writing posts on my mental note and I always lost it everytime I have the chance to get connected to the Internet, by any means.

I'm going home to my hometown (even though it's not actually my hometown)where Internet is a luxury. I'll live quiet far from the city so I'll be lonely. Hope to get connected as soon as possible.

Bored 2.0

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Upgraded boredom.

I can't find internet everywhere here so everytime I have the chance to write a blog post I should write something (moreover, it's Blog Action Day and I haven't promote anything related to climate change). I've had things in my mental notes, yet I don't feel like being philosophical right now, or even inspired of writing something.

My mom "chase" me out from the house this morning since she assumed I was sad that my life had no purpose so I need some entertainment. Quite amusing. I mean, I have a purpose. I just haven't figured it out. Actually, I haven't found my niche yet. Everyone has their own niche. Just like everyone in the Ecosystem. What's mine, I don't know yet. Maybe I haven't tried hard enough to figure it out. Or I don't have the motivation to figure it out. Or maybe... my niche is actually waiting for me to want to fill it. Analyzing it doesn't help. I'm lost.

Never Say Never

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I watched this Australian movie entitled "Never Say Never" and the phrase kind of stuck in my brain even though I didn't really understand what I meant that time.(Indonesian reader, try to translate the phrase word by word to Indonesian; just doesn't make sense) I came to understand what it meant in sometime in high school but I didn't really think that's applicable because most things that I said never obviously never happened. So I never actually means never.

Lerie listed things that she said never on and it actually happened. I thought about it and listed in my mental note things that I thought would never happened and didn't happen. Why I came to this subject if never actually means never?

When the news that my beloved Papa passed away, I thought to myself that my life would never be the same again. I thought that I had planned my life and I could see myself as something I dreamed about. I wanted to be a scientist, a forensic scientist and I was making my way through it. But while I was sitting there by the casket, I lost my purpose of life and I didn't want die with regret. I did so many things that I'm not proud of and regretting many more. As my siblings somehow drift back to playing their roles in life (at least they have defined profession in life: a pastor, a teacher, a student), my life's really not the same again. What am I now? What's my role now? What makes me, me? I'm Sonya, I'm a...........(I need to fill the blank soon). I've made, or built my identity this far (not very far actually) but now I need to review my identity.

What am I looking for in life? What makes me get up in the morning and still breathing the next day? I believe that my dad was let asleep because he had done his role and fulfilled God's purpose in his life. Why God would let someone suffer living on this sinful earth if His purpose is fulfilled? Living is harder than being death. So by letting someone to rest, God is being kind. To the death. But God's plan is beyond comprehension and how did I get into that? Oh ya, my purpose in life. I lost my purpose in life.

If I money was my motivation, then after I get money, then what? That's it. Use the money for this and that..and what? Buy hand phone, game, dresses, make up, books, watch movie...and the list will never end. If career was my motivation, than after I get my Master's degree, I want PhD, and after that what? Will I be satisfied with that? I don't want to grow old and regret what I did earlier in life. What is the thing that I really want to do that won't make my life pointless? A pointless life is a life spent without doing any good to any other human being.We're social being, remember?

The thing I don't see myself doing is teaching and doing business. And these are the things I MIGHT be doing in a near future. And yeah, never say never.I thought the best thing in life is to do what we want to do. But human can't stop wanting and I'm the kind of person who's hard to satisfy, like most people actually, and I'm easily bored, so I don't like to do the same thing for a very long time. So yeah...I'm lost. I don't know what I want and look for in life. Teaching and doing business are the "never" things for me but doing things we said "never" at are actually the most adventurous things we could have done in life! Of course with the beautiful variation in people, it doesn't apply with everyone. Not everyone is adventurous. Adventurous not always means good either. But some adventurous things are worth trying. And I'm going to give them a try.

Past-Midnite Thoughts

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It's almost 02.00 in the morning and I'm still [half]wide awake watching TV. I apparently not a morning person. I'm a bat. I was a morning person; got up really early in the morning and sleep before 10.00 at night. High school, that's when I started sleeping 03.00 in the morning watching movies on HBO. My guilty pleasure. And tonight, here I am, like always, can't stop thinking about random things.

I talk to my mom just now and after I thought about it, we basically talked about one thing for 57 minutes: about the future. We talked about some people, the past, my siblings, family members here and there but mostly, the future. There are more things we have in common now: we both single (for different reasons, of course), jobless, and just traveling around [almost] purposeless. Based on this things, she wanted me to come home and accompany her.

I know I was very heartless (I'd say), for being so selfish and wanted to have my own ways to plan my future. My purpose of life been was so..egocentric. I want to be great. Who doesn't? I want to be a great scientist, achieve great things, earn a lot of money that I can do things I want to do, buy things that will make me happy adding to the endless list of things that I want to do and join the band of hedonist. I deserve to be great!

But no, I don't deserve anything. I haven't done anything to deserve something. What makes great people great anyway? Is it what they achieved? How much they earn? How religious they are? How devoted, hardworking, discipline, determined, successful they are? Or how happy they are? And will achieving less things make me less great?

Spiritually saying, as a created being, I'm already great no matter what I've achieved, how much money I make, even how miserable I am. And what makes humans great is not what they are,what they do or what they've achieved in life, but how much they are loved by God. Don't you feel GREAT? So..as the dawn approaching, have a GREAT day!