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All posts by Syafriko Yuliusman
No need to blame you ,no need to hurt you, no need to hate you , as well in my life that is not important yet. Let me change my mind on it to think about that too much, let me try to think the new paradigm in my soul that i must put the trust of my parent first to get as many as achievements that can make them proud of me. In some way that trust must be ignored by me as long this time i live as. In some way i dont keep that trust of my parent to put the acievement first, get high mark, get sociable, get scholarship to go abroad as well.
Dont let my mind burst with my way right now, i know what happened right now is not appropriate with my parent wants to me as well.
When one door closes, another always opens. It is not one monkey in pariaman and not one coconut trees there, so GO AHEAD !!WHAT ARE YOU REGRET FOR . .
THE MOUNTAIN IS STILL TOO HIGH IF YOU STAY TO KEEP YOUR SHIT . .
It’s awesome when you’re walking your dog and you think of a whole personal rant about writing and then when you get home and sit in front of your massive laptop, you have no urge other than the one to hit F5 while surfing the same few websites.I’ve now had this post editing box up for an hour without typing anything. This is what happens when you talk on post on forums while watching a playoff soccer game…
…and another hour later I’m tuning from the league ending the Singo Edan season to the Maung Bandung game almost at halftime.
Perhaps it’s just easier for me to be honest with myself in my head, knowing I’m not spewing all my thoughts out on my blog for the entire virtual and real world to see. Who wants to read about how writing is one of the few things I truly enjoy? And that I could honestly see myself doing it all bored day every single day? Well, I was trying to prove to myself that I could do it, saying that I’d write my bad english off for this blog for the rest of the week. I’ve already failed miserably for the past two hours. I don’t know what this means. Possibly that I should start looking harder for a real job after this study?
Yeah, I definitely find it impossible to be too personal on the internet at this juncture. I have plenty of stuff rattling around my head to type (the same stuff that popped into my head while watching my dog take a shit), but I don’t see the purpose of airing it on this blog. I need to stick to posting stats from web Reference and Facebook, posting tweetin twitterr, giving my thoughts on random pieces of entertainment, and dishing out REAL TALK when it’s most needed.
I want to spend less time on the internet; I assume most people nowadays feel the same way. I have not improved at all since the calendar flipped over to 2012. I feel comfortable in assuming this is the case for most people who try to cut internet social interaction out of their lives. I know one person on FB who has just replaced his FB forum time with tweets and FB comments. FB COMMENT. It doesn’t get any more desperate than commenting on FACEBOOK. That is like when Josh Hamilton took whatever painkillers he could to simulate his Oxycodane addiction (note: I have no idea how accurate this is).
It took me about a month, but I finally did some intense exercise in 2012. And it was only due to the insistence of my friends. And it was only for 15 effective minutes out of a total 30. I better take at least a couple of runs this week or else the indoor soccer game I have next Friday is going to be an unmitigated disaster.
I’m not sure how much I need to expand on this topic, considering the initial section of this blog post. I did get the number of another bartender on Monday night, though. Unfortunately, it ended up being the wrong number. I figured this would happen after I asked the girl for her number, I typed it into my phone knowing it was wrong, asked her if the last four digits I had typed into my phone were right, she said they were wrong, and I typed them in half-heartedly knowing they were wrong yet again but didn’t want to ask a third time. Me.
I also have replaced one unhealthy online obsession (which existed in the real world for a short period of time) with another unhealthy online obsession. Is this progress?
You know where my hometown located exactly is. Here is my home town I would like to tell you right now. Pariaman is my beloved hometown forever till my life story end. Pariaman is located nearby India sea in west of Indonesia and also west of Sumatra so that the province called by the name West Sumatra. It is just a simple city in west Sumatra, near the beach like Padang city, not too hot and not too cold.
Now Pariaman has become a city,it had own government too which is separate from the regency. The regency is Padang Pariaman which has capital region in ParitMalintang near to my house. I don’t live in Pariaman city I live in Padang PariamanRegency;however it is still Pariaman which is so popular cause of Tabuik tradition.
The famous beach in Pariaman is named by Gondoriah beach. This beach is near to train station, so if you want to go thereyou can use this via. You just pay 3-5 thousands rupiahs from Padang. You can imagine how nice trip you will have by the train;you can see high class nature along the railway from Padang station to Pariaman station. The beach is so beautiful with brown sands and large beach area where you can play any sports there.
Every 10 Muharam month the beach has a traditional tradition which is called Tabuik.Who don’t know Tabuik in Minangkabau land? Tabuik is my hometown`s popularity about, with tabuik Pariaman become a popular tradition tourism in Indonesia especially for domestic tourists in West Sumatra. The beach becomes so crowded when Pariaman people are celebrating Tabuik. Visit Pariaman! Enjoy the beach! Capture Tabuik!
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