My past sank in aceh
all i can say about these.
its been 10 year but i can still remember how
do i breathe in that place.
a place where you would see the sun lately,
after all part of indonesia woken up
from their sleep. its pretty dark when you open
the window and let the fresh morning air
cure the freakin night atmosphere in your room.
because you're the west part of this country.
the afternoon looks brightly with the sun still appear
in the west part of the aceh sky. while i still playing
with some neighbours at 6 pm. i confess , i do love this city much.
anyway i begin my life in this city while i just
remember my first memories in life.actually i wasn't bornt in here.but a year in my hometown,bogor, couldnt felt as
a journey of my life because i was too young to experiencing things in my life.
here, in this city.when my mom gave breast feeding me and i taste some differences on "them",
be the first data in my brain. i still remember when i sent to my first
kindergarten then i got friends and first enemy.
this is the city where i grow up in the phase called todler and child.
i was the last children in my home and i got an extra attention
from my parents.besides , my brother and i are quite different.
here i found a real family where we could go to the beach on the
weekend and going to some other beautiful places in this part of province.
i love beach so much. and i miss those beaches in my life.
in other words, i can say that i really love this city because i
grew and found my happiness in here. although this city isnt fastly
developed such other city does. this place giving me lots of sweet
memories that i couldn't forget and got it again in any cities i lived.
sadly i have to moved out of this city in case of separatist war.
its no longer being a safe city for non-acehness people. a guy shoted
in the middle of this city by GAM or a community of acehness separatist
rebellion. luckily my dad was transfered to another office in another province.
so we could leave this place and sank lots of memories to be a good
remind in head.i was crying while im saying good bye to my classmates,
and my friends also giving me some words that i never can be removed
from my head. "good bye fachri, wish you safe to your destination".
the last word i could hear inside my car, when i wave through the window.
and i was wishing for tomorrow to be a safe journey to palembang.
the first destination is now medan. we must reach medan and left "pinto actjeh"
behind before night.It's really dangerous at night. during the afternoon we
meet so many army in the street to keep safe the travelers from GAM.
now i live here safely in palembang. but i dont find anything similar with aceh.
the people are rude and it wasnt so good as aceh was. there is no beaches and here is just left
some historical place that are CRAP. but im trying to adapt well and i got some.
but 5 years ago a real tragic disaster came to aceh and it pessed us off.
an earthquake was shakin aceh in 8.9 Richter Scale and followed by tsunami.
we didnt think that its a real big disaster. so, we was trying to call
some of our neighbour there. but there is no answer! we thought there is a little problem in
telephone line caused by earthquake. but we hope everythings are okay.
until we saw on tv how the condition was. and we were very very very very fucking pissed off.
oh god! do the people we tried to call yesterday are still alive?
we still hope everything are okay but we shutted up when we saw our estate was on its gound. all are on ground. no left.
we just can pray luckily to god for safing us through the separatist war and official move.
now i just can think of the place where i visited on weekend and how its condition right now.
and also i just can think of how my friends suffering from that disaster and staying alive.
if they still alive right now, i hope i can see and meet them again soon or later.
and now is 26 of desember 2009, the fifth year while people mourning
the disaster which was destroying their home and family.
i mourn this for my past and my friends who give me lots of experiences and memories.
good bye my friend, hope you feel safe in your destination.
whatever you are now, i hope the god always be on your heart.
fachri
Minggu, 27 Desember 2009
Kamis, 24 Desember 2009
it fucked me off...then Laugh so hard!!
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAH
i think its all i got as the result of cursing these sons of a bitch...
LOL!
predators kill predators
no protest!
create your own to kick ma butt
i think its all i got as the result of cursing these sons of a bitch...
LOL!
predators kill predators
no protest!
create your own to kick ma butt
oh no!
my best friend tried to call me some months ago.
but i wasnt answered. may be i charged it and it turned off.
shit! piece of unlucky time.
some days ago it was repeated. but i didnt answered this time.
hell, 4 missed michigan call!
i suppose to not silent the phone out of the no-phone moment.
for that reason i should accustoming myself to the disturbing ring tone.
ahh,it all unreached and i can't call back.and he tried to
call people at the dorm. it was success. but i wasnt there.
V.E.R.Y.G.O.O.D !!!
hey buddy i think we should make a deal before making a call.
afternoon there but midnight here?
holy shit!can be possible for no answer.
but i hope no more.
call me back in couple days.
im waiting for your exciting long year story!
LOL.
Minggu, 20 Desember 2009
bagus! gw berhasil nyumbang mimpi buruk...
gue capek nulis nih blog yang mewajibkan gue buat nulis all-english yang malahan menghambat kreatifitas otak gue buat nulis hal hal yang pengen gue tulis pas waktunya
lagi kena banget.
emang bakalan ngebantu banget buat gaining english skill atau whatever lah lo bilang apa. emang sih, tujuan utama gue bikin nih blog emang buat alesan yang itu.Tapi yang jelas kadang gue malah jadi males nulis cuma karna gue males nge-translate seabreg" pikiran gue kedalem bahasa inggris. buntut "nya pas gue mau nulis udah ngga dapet mood.
crap, terserah semua yang gue tulis di atas. gw ngga bermaksud mempublikasi kesedihan gue. tapi emang ada suatu hal yang nggak selalu bisa dibilang bahagia kan? karena emang hakikatnya masalah tu macem"...ngga cuma kayak yang ada di otak lo doang. gw nemuin isi journal book gue 75% isinya kemarahan, hinaan, ejekan, sumpahan, dan kesedihan yang gue lempar di hampir 50 lembar kertas. Tapi buat apa buku harian dibeli kalo bukan buat nularin unek unek lo kalo lagi marah, sedih, atupun bahagia. mungkin writting skill gue cetek sih. tapi at least gue cuma mau berbagi pemikiran sama para blogger yang udah bela"in baca tulisan gue.
gue memulai hari ini dengan kegelisahan yang hebat sampe sampe gue ngga bisa gerak.
kenapa? lomba. dasar tolol! mana ada orang bangun tidur ngga bisa gerak karna gelisah takut lomba.but i am. lomba yang gue daftarin sendiri nama gue didalemnya, terus besoknya gue takut buat hadapin itu semua?oh my god. is that...arrrgghh..i got no idea.
ketakutan gue berangsur hilang seiring dengan gerakan kaki gue ke kamar mandi buat wudhu terus solat shubuh. sempet"nya gue ngomong sendiri di depan kaca buat ngeyakinin diri kalo gw siap. tapi hasilnya, 1/2. gue masih nemuin suatu hal yang ganjil. gue masih ngga bisa ngilangin prasangka negatif dan semangat yang bilng gue mesti cepet selesai dari kerangkeng yang bikin gue deg-degan begini. whatever lah apa yang gw pikirin tadi.tapi ada yang bilang ke hati kecil gue kalo gue pengen kalah. biar gue berhenti berharap buat ikut hal semacam lainnya yang bikin gue gerasa dikerangkeng lagi.dan gue ngga perlu cemas lagi buat lomba selanjutnya.
tapi pikiran gue ternyata bener, emang kalah. gue agak lega tapi kecewa. kenapa kalahnya di awal? lawan anak daerah lagi? daerah talang lagi.talang kelapa. atau terserah deh mau talang apa talang kelapa kek, talang jeruk, talang duren, gue ngga peduli. yang jelas mereka ngukur sejarah banget bisa ngalahin 17. biasanyaaaaaaaa, sejarahnya anak daerah itu saingan sama 17. atau maju ke ISDC barengan kita. Tapi khusus anak yang kompetitif bgt. bukan talang kelapa. gue ngerasa jerk banget tadi.
bener" hina. gue udah nginjek-nginjek nama sekolah yang semestinya gue bawa.
oh god. biasanya orang langsung menghela napas dalem" setelah denger nama 17 jadi lawan mereka. tapi sekarang ngga lagi. awalnnya mereka sempet nelen napas gara" dapet giliran sama kita. tapi ternyata setelah di-juri, mereka malah ngeluarin napas bahagia karna baru aja ngukir sejarah.
gue ngga terlalu peduli masalah itu. toh gue udah sepakat sama ali & anggit buat melakukan yang paling baik ga peduli menang kalah. dan ini debat terakhir gue. ali juga bilang bgitu. tapi ternyata kerja keras kita ngga sebagus yang dipikir orang biasanya. bibit andalan 17 udah pada di Amerika. ini tahun glourious mereka buat ngalahin 17 dan kami pun dengan lengahnya bisa kalah dan harus nutup muka dengan ulah kita. gue ngga yakin buat anggit&ali. tapi buat gue, itu injekan banget.pasti lo nanya kenapa gw sibuk amat sama hal bginian.
jawabannya gini:
tadi gue ngumpul sama temen" gue dari si Talang kelapa itu buat ngobrol"...terus merka ngaku kalo mereka tadi cemas banget. tapi sekarang mereka udah tau kalo kita udah nggak sekuat dulu lagi.
ditambahin dengan pernyataan kak leven yang bilang "biasanya 17 selalu bawa piala pas pulang. tapi sekarang udah nggak lagi. liat aja debaternya aja kaya fachri begini". gue sadar kalo itu cuma becanda. tapi paling enggak itu menyiratkan fakta kan? gue sadar gue emang belum berpengalaman buat ngasih yang terbaik. toh learning is a progress kan? dengan latihan yang cuma berapa kali belum bisa menjamin kalo gue bisa menjaga martabat sekolah. emang lo dengernya pasti lebay banget. tapi pandanagn orang diluar sana emang gitu. apa yang bisa gue kasih sebelum gue ninggalin sekolah jadi motivasi utama kenapa gue ngotot ikut lomba" yang semestinya ngga gue urusin lagi karena ada hal yang lebih penting buat dikejar di UI sana. Gue gagal dengan AFS. artikel gue yang dilombakan di APBN kemaren juga nggak dianggap sebagai suatu keberhasilan yang dalem, atu kalo bahasa kasarnya bukan standar 17 lah..buat gue itu berharga banget. tapi buat sekolah kayaknya piece of cake lah..
gue belom bisa dikatakan siswa 17 yang cukup berhasil sejauh ini.Gue juga minta maaf kalo gue belom bisa ngasih at least juara 3 besar di kompetisi apapun. gue harap sih ada yang sesuai ama minat gue.gue harap.
mungkin lo baca dari atas pasti bakalan mikir ini masalah debat yang tadi. tapi sejujurnya ini hanya menyinggung sedikit tentang kompetisi tadi. unek" gue selama ini yang gue pikirin, masih ada di otak yang nggak mungkin gue jeritin semuanya disini.
thanks buat semua temen gue yang selalu support gue kalo gue lagi down.
tapi pliss buat yang baca blog ini, jgn dijadiin bahan omongan yang kudu dibawa ketempat laen. gue khawatir ada pihak yang nggak perlu tau tentang postingan junk begini..sorry nih rada ngatur. kalo comment disini aja yah.jangan dibahas dimana"..
emang kayaknya blog bukan tempatnya ngeluarin isi kepala gue. tapi gue cuman berusaha ngilangin beban gue dengan nulis postingan yg mewakili isi otak gue.mungkin kalo hati gue udah mulai berangsur balik, gue bakal hapus potingan ini.
Fachri
lagi kena banget.
emang bakalan ngebantu banget buat gaining english skill atau whatever lah lo bilang apa. emang sih, tujuan utama gue bikin nih blog emang buat alesan yang itu.Tapi yang jelas kadang gue malah jadi males nulis cuma karna gue males nge-translate seabreg" pikiran gue kedalem bahasa inggris. buntut "nya pas gue mau nulis udah ngga dapet mood.
crap, terserah semua yang gue tulis di atas. gw ngga bermaksud mempublikasi kesedihan gue. tapi emang ada suatu hal yang nggak selalu bisa dibilang bahagia kan? karena emang hakikatnya masalah tu macem"...ngga cuma kayak yang ada di otak lo doang. gw nemuin isi journal book gue 75% isinya kemarahan, hinaan, ejekan, sumpahan, dan kesedihan yang gue lempar di hampir 50 lembar kertas. Tapi buat apa buku harian dibeli kalo bukan buat nularin unek unek lo kalo lagi marah, sedih, atupun bahagia. mungkin writting skill gue cetek sih. tapi at least gue cuma mau berbagi pemikiran sama para blogger yang udah bela"in baca tulisan gue.
gue memulai hari ini dengan kegelisahan yang hebat sampe sampe gue ngga bisa gerak.
kenapa? lomba. dasar tolol! mana ada orang bangun tidur ngga bisa gerak karna gelisah takut lomba.but i am. lomba yang gue daftarin sendiri nama gue didalemnya, terus besoknya gue takut buat hadapin itu semua?oh my god. is that...arrrgghh..i got no idea.
ketakutan gue berangsur hilang seiring dengan gerakan kaki gue ke kamar mandi buat wudhu terus solat shubuh. sempet"nya gue ngomong sendiri di depan kaca buat ngeyakinin diri kalo gw siap. tapi hasilnya, 1/2. gue masih nemuin suatu hal yang ganjil. gue masih ngga bisa ngilangin prasangka negatif dan semangat yang bilng gue mesti cepet selesai dari kerangkeng yang bikin gue deg-degan begini. whatever lah apa yang gw pikirin tadi.tapi ada yang bilang ke hati kecil gue kalo gue pengen kalah. biar gue berhenti berharap buat ikut hal semacam lainnya yang bikin gue gerasa dikerangkeng lagi.dan gue ngga perlu cemas lagi buat lomba selanjutnya.
tapi pikiran gue ternyata bener, emang kalah. gue agak lega tapi kecewa. kenapa kalahnya di awal? lawan anak daerah lagi? daerah talang lagi.talang kelapa. atau terserah deh mau talang apa talang kelapa kek, talang jeruk, talang duren, gue ngga peduli. yang jelas mereka ngukur sejarah banget bisa ngalahin 17. biasanyaaaaaaaa, sejarahnya anak daerah itu saingan sama 17. atau maju ke ISDC barengan kita. Tapi khusus anak yang kompetitif bgt. bukan talang kelapa. gue ngerasa jerk banget tadi.
bener" hina. gue udah nginjek-nginjek nama sekolah yang semestinya gue bawa.
oh god. biasanya orang langsung menghela napas dalem" setelah denger nama 17 jadi lawan mereka. tapi sekarang ngga lagi. awalnnya mereka sempet nelen napas gara" dapet giliran sama kita. tapi ternyata setelah di-juri, mereka malah ngeluarin napas bahagia karna baru aja ngukir sejarah.
gue ngga terlalu peduli masalah itu. toh gue udah sepakat sama ali & anggit buat melakukan yang paling baik ga peduli menang kalah. dan ini debat terakhir gue. ali juga bilang bgitu. tapi ternyata kerja keras kita ngga sebagus yang dipikir orang biasanya. bibit andalan 17 udah pada di Amerika. ini tahun glourious mereka buat ngalahin 17 dan kami pun dengan lengahnya bisa kalah dan harus nutup muka dengan ulah kita. gue ngga yakin buat anggit&ali. tapi buat gue, itu injekan banget.pasti lo nanya kenapa gw sibuk amat sama hal bginian.
jawabannya gini:
tadi gue ngumpul sama temen" gue dari si Talang kelapa itu buat ngobrol"...terus merka ngaku kalo mereka tadi cemas banget. tapi sekarang mereka udah tau kalo kita udah nggak sekuat dulu lagi.
ditambahin dengan pernyataan kak leven yang bilang "biasanya 17 selalu bawa piala pas pulang. tapi sekarang udah nggak lagi. liat aja debaternya aja kaya fachri begini". gue sadar kalo itu cuma becanda. tapi paling enggak itu menyiratkan fakta kan? gue sadar gue emang belum berpengalaman buat ngasih yang terbaik. toh learning is a progress kan? dengan latihan yang cuma berapa kali belum bisa menjamin kalo gue bisa menjaga martabat sekolah. emang lo dengernya pasti lebay banget. tapi pandanagn orang diluar sana emang gitu. apa yang bisa gue kasih sebelum gue ninggalin sekolah jadi motivasi utama kenapa gue ngotot ikut lomba" yang semestinya ngga gue urusin lagi karena ada hal yang lebih penting buat dikejar di UI sana. Gue gagal dengan AFS. artikel gue yang dilombakan di APBN kemaren juga nggak dianggap sebagai suatu keberhasilan yang dalem, atu kalo bahasa kasarnya bukan standar 17 lah..buat gue itu berharga banget. tapi buat sekolah kayaknya piece of cake lah..
gue belom bisa dikatakan siswa 17 yang cukup berhasil sejauh ini.Gue juga minta maaf kalo gue belom bisa ngasih at least juara 3 besar di kompetisi apapun. gue harap sih ada yang sesuai ama minat gue.gue harap.
mungkin lo baca dari atas pasti bakalan mikir ini masalah debat yang tadi. tapi sejujurnya ini hanya menyinggung sedikit tentang kompetisi tadi. unek" gue selama ini yang gue pikirin, masih ada di otak yang nggak mungkin gue jeritin semuanya disini.
thanks buat semua temen gue yang selalu support gue kalo gue lagi down.
tapi pliss buat yang baca blog ini, jgn dijadiin bahan omongan yang kudu dibawa ketempat laen. gue khawatir ada pihak yang nggak perlu tau tentang postingan junk begini..sorry nih rada ngatur. kalo comment disini aja yah.jangan dibahas dimana"..
emang kayaknya blog bukan tempatnya ngeluarin isi kepala gue. tapi gue cuman berusaha ngilangin beban gue dengan nulis postingan yg mewakili isi otak gue.mungkin kalo hati gue udah mulai berangsur balik, gue bakal hapus potingan ini.
Fachri
Jumat, 18 Desember 2009
A Glorious Nightmare
Anyway actually I never heard anything about gap year before brodie told me. Because it’s impossible to taking place in here. Especially for this year. people have three months after the announcement and use that longest holiday ever since the first step of education we got, to do everything on your head.but for a year, impossible.
Similar with another teenager, Im going to use it to traveling. Can be abroad or just in domestic destination. I don’t really care about the destination. Because The most important is I have a long holiday. I choose
Since last holiday, I found myself amazed by
I think
Everything can be real In gap year. But everything are just crap if you spend them in front of your computer to playing games or being a coach potato and sleep on a sofa with some chips.
Selasa, 08 Desember 2009
im scared of psycophatic dissorders...
mocking..insulting..cursing..swearing..bla..bla..bla..bla..
everything seems the same
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Isnt america supposed to be the land of the free? how come, If im free I cant deprive a stupid fucking dumbshit from his possessions If he leaves them sitting in the front seat of his fucking van out in plain sight and in the middle of fucking nowhere on a Frifuckingday night. NATURAL SELECTION. fucker should be shot.
I hate you people for leaving me out of so many fun things. And no don't fucking say, "well thats your fault" because it isnt, you people had my phone #, and I asked and all, but no. no no dont let the weird looking Eric KID come along, ohh fucking nooo.
_eric harris_
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damn does anyone know about that columbine high school massacre? whatever you gonna say that no mean sounds different for me.i think you people are the same in this world. and also does the animal that suffering from natural selection. i dont think this part of world will make the real characteristic of humans are being different.fuckers know that well.
anyway, bullying is normally just kind of things we got in life. not for me actually. but fuck for bunch of ass holes.how if the fucker do a bit rebellion? who cares.they probably just cursing on behind and act to be like a good slave on your fuckin face.
hell i dont think of it seriously when i watched. but it blow out a new idea. how if they really blow out your head? would you scared or just scared? your fear would be a second consideration before run and hope you havent do it all.
lets back to the real life. i wont write the "brand".but that weirdo kid really make my brain working.we bully him like a needs of doing someone.and surely here is not the jungle where you try to suffering from the natural selection who wil bring you to the real life. but sadly it works in school.my bully friend is kind of ass hole who never show that he has a plan in anything. and that plan make me a bit worry about him. if we put a limit in out quote for a day, it would be`out of limit and possible make a dissorder.we have done a private interview to that son of the retards and we shocked when he said he ever have a mind to kill one of the worst of us. who agree that its a jerking. and who agree that its a warning. seriously. we cant say whether its possible or not because we'll never know how people act without the angel guide him.for me, everthing about eric harris and dylan klebold is impossibly taking place in here. but that indication has warned us enough to not treating a human such like him. it sounds radiculous if you hear me care of those kind of jerk but we never know tha evil behind.and it made me scare of being a classmate of a guy with a little crossing out in their mental.because they are.....................................................i..got no idea for this.
everything seems the same
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Isnt america supposed to be the land of the free? how come, If im free I cant deprive a stupid fucking dumbshit from his possessions If he leaves them sitting in the front seat of his fucking van out in plain sight and in the middle of fucking nowhere on a Frifuckingday night. NATURAL SELECTION. fucker should be shot.
I hate you people for leaving me out of so many fun things. And no don't fucking say, "well thats your fault" because it isnt, you people had my phone #, and I asked and all, but no. no no dont let the weird looking Eric KID come along, ohh fucking nooo.
_eric harris_
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damn does anyone know about that columbine high school massacre? whatever you gonna say that no mean sounds different for me.i think you people are the same in this world. and also does the animal that suffering from natural selection. i dont think this part of world will make the real characteristic of humans are being different.fuckers know that well.
anyway, bullying is normally just kind of things we got in life. not for me actually. but fuck for bunch of ass holes.how if the fucker do a bit rebellion? who cares.they probably just cursing on behind and act to be like a good slave on your fuckin face.
hell i dont think of it seriously when i watched. but it blow out a new idea. how if they really blow out your head? would you scared or just scared? your fear would be a second consideration before run and hope you havent do it all.
lets back to the real life. i wont write the "brand".but that weirdo kid really make my brain working.we bully him like a needs of doing someone.and surely here is not the jungle where you try to suffering from the natural selection who wil bring you to the real life. but sadly it works in school.my bully friend is kind of ass hole who never show that he has a plan in anything. and that plan make me a bit worry about him. if we put a limit in out quote for a day, it would be`out of limit and possible make a dissorder.we have done a private interview to that son of the retards and we shocked when he said he ever have a mind to kill one of the worst of us. who agree that its a jerking. and who agree that its a warning. seriously. we cant say whether its possible or not because we'll never know how people act without the angel guide him.for me, everthing about eric harris and dylan klebold is impossibly taking place in here. but that indication has warned us enough to not treating a human such like him. it sounds radiculous if you hear me care of those kind of jerk but we never know tha evil behind.and it made me scare of being a classmate of a guy with a little crossing out in their mental.because they are.....................................................i..got no idea for this.
Sabtu, 05 Desember 2009
cruel haircut..damn!
i believe theres no school apply a rules which is hardly to maintain by the students.
its sounds radiculous to cut our hair due to school circumstances. that will be okay if the rules are to
keep our hair in its "normal" length even without a clear definition of "normal".
but this fuck gone innocently in our school. the teacher, actually only a few of teacher who did it to students, bring a scissors to cut off our hair.
do they understand about good haircut?
hell dont ask!they cut them like they cutting a grass in their junk yard!
i know well why they do that. i cant blame them for what they did to me or others because thats a job! maybe i can curse it as the dumbest job ever even its not purely their job.
teacher is teacher.rules are rules. if i can give them hell, i would give to both.
im sure you must be confuse why i was being so mad, coz they cut my hair like a shit.
the second dumber is they are teacher and i cant blame them in case of their job
the most bitchin thing is why we have to cut our hair by 1cm - 2cm -1cm?
and why we have to make it as a symbol of our special school? we looks like dummy outta there wit this hair cut. and you like it? who the hell made this rule? and why you let that stupid fuckin dumbshit on your mind and make you proud of it?
try to consider! many school out of there didnt apply this rule but they can shows their existance. many school out of there who can be an elite well-know school without dealing wit this kinda bullshit.and also please try to understand us as a teenager, we wanna looked awesome by the hair within.
i understand your aim to keep the student known well by people with out identity as a special students.and i know this is kinda tradition. or it has been made since the first academic year in this school. but you cant let us looked silly with our short haircut. and also you cant let us look like a retard with our disaster haircut after you cut them off with your dumb sense of art!
and now, i cant go anywhere even takin a course out of school by lookin at my silly bad haircut...
you satisfied?was that all you really really want?
i guess no.
its sounds radiculous to cut our hair due to school circumstances. that will be okay if the rules are to
keep our hair in its "normal" length even without a clear definition of "normal".
but this fuck gone innocently in our school. the teacher, actually only a few of teacher who did it to students, bring a scissors to cut off our hair.
do they understand about good haircut?
hell dont ask!they cut them like they cutting a grass in their junk yard!
i know well why they do that. i cant blame them for what they did to me or others because thats a job! maybe i can curse it as the dumbest job ever even its not purely their job.
teacher is teacher.rules are rules. if i can give them hell, i would give to both.
im sure you must be confuse why i was being so mad, coz they cut my hair like a shit.
the second dumber is they are teacher and i cant blame them in case of their job
the most bitchin thing is why we have to cut our hair by 1cm - 2cm -1cm?
and why we have to make it as a symbol of our special school? we looks like dummy outta there wit this hair cut. and you like it? who the hell made this rule? and why you let that stupid fuckin dumbshit on your mind and make you proud of it?
try to consider! many school out of there didnt apply this rule but they can shows their existance. many school out of there who can be an elite well-know school without dealing wit this kinda bullshit.and also please try to understand us as a teenager, we wanna looked awesome by the hair within.
i understand your aim to keep the student known well by people with out identity as a special students.and i know this is kinda tradition. or it has been made since the first academic year in this school. but you cant let us looked silly with our short haircut. and also you cant let us look like a retard with our disaster haircut after you cut them off with your dumb sense of art!
and now, i cant go anywhere even takin a course out of school by lookin at my silly bad haircut...
you satisfied?was that all you really really want?
i guess no.
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