Kidnapping thyself

How are you?

I'm not in  a really good term with myself or say it, people in the house. So, apparently my mother decided not to talk to me until June 10th (Flying myself back to the Philippines). I have been silent for unsure reasons, I just felt upset about stuffs that I don't know.

This morning I decided to left the house so I asked some of my friends even my stupid cousin if they have time to just hang around with me but they are buys since its exam days. Now, I'm popping out of the house without telling them and went to watch X-Men "Days of Future Past" and grabbing some lunch at Jakarta's vintage restaurant owned by famous TV person/chef, I have seen him a lot in TV.

I don't really know why I do this or stayed silent for almost a week or two-weeks? I usually have this week-blues before I fly back to Philippines but this one is rebellious, beyond my expectation of being rebel. Even my mother told I need to get lesson. And I definitely will get sermon by everybody in the house about 3 hours from now. Of course I'm going back home.

I tried to do some editing here but I guessed I have lost the ability of video-editing. I don't even know hot to trim the videos. I would love to take some picture of this pretty vintage restaurant. But I don't bring cellphone (just in case they'd call me but they are not).

Anyways this place called Kopi Oey. A very vintage restaurant, a bit of Java & Bali touch inside and also old songs accompany me (I'm on headset tho, Clean Bandit - Rather be).

A couple of days ago, I woke up with a diagram thought:

We always want to be liked, favourited just to make sure we are exist in front of them, then we want to be retweet-ed, replied just to make sure ourselves they know/aware that we are alive and care for them....or just want-to-know about their lives(?), and eventually we interact and want them to be ours, to make them mine.

I just feel like there will be no SATISFACTION in social media's life. We always want people to be aware of us especially to those we fancy. And for being NOT satisfied makes us weak. Or is it only me?

And its raining here, everybody. And yes I'm taking public transport, so I have to wait for the rain to stop.

This is my first time strolling around Jakarta on my own, I usually do this almost every week in the Philippines. New feeling of being on my own in a big city.

-- When I am with you, there's no place I rather be

Ciao, I'll probably will post something new in a month (if I remember and if....just if)

xoxo

Monic!