My Tortoise Passed Away

Since I was a little girl, i used to have pets. More than 1 pet literraly, but the actual was always more than two. Tortoise was one of my first pets. Dad bought me one when I was in the kindergarten if i'm not wrong. He bought me 2, but little kid is sometimes perfunctory, you know. So one of them died when it has not even reached a month. 1 was left, mistakes made me learn, if i'm careless, i would lost something. So then I took care of Kitty (my tortoise's name, yeah i know that's the name of a cat, but i was a little little girl at that time, remember!). She was my pet until I was on the second grade of junior high school. Finally came the day when i did not have enough space and fish pool for the grown up Kitty. Finally we selected a hobiis that was looking for a female brazillian tortoise for his male one. Yeah, and i had to say goodbye anyway.

Last year mom bought 2 brazillian tortoise, and sadly one of them died. Worried to have a lonely tortoise, mom bought 2 more, but one of them died also. What made me touched was one of them seems like giving a goodbye hug.

Touching Goodbye Hug :'(

What made me even more sad was the other tortoise was sick after its friend passed away. I isolated it in a warmer bowl, got better after 2 days, but died about 1 week after that. So now we have only 1 tortoise left. :'(

I'm sorry that we can't take care of you how it is supposed to be.

Diary? Is it even important?

Kyaaa... It has been a long loong time since my last post here. Actually do not have any comfortable-for-typing-device recently. Since the only one laptop had been hospitalized. Xixixi...

And tonight i remember this blog. Just because unable to catch my drowsiness yet, thinking of somebody far away who doesn't even want to know am i home safely. Ahaha... *feelfool

Diary? Is it important?

I had been writing diary since i was at junior high school. Because at that time i felt it was quite fun enough to write every detail of your daily life in a book where someday when you were older, it could tell and remind you how colorful your past were.

Started writing it in Bahasa, and one day started to write it in English because at that time, one of my favorite english teacher told me in a class that writing on a diary in english could improve our English grammar and past tenses. Mrs. Ai Iis Kelly, how's life? Xixixi...

So, i started writing, from an unimportant stuff such as my economy test score, the new tv that my family had, and the jaipong dance class, that i was really hate to attend, and also the important thing such as my first period, my graduation date, mom's and dad's birthday, and some other dates like that. I was falling in love with writing since that time. It's just fun to re-read what you had written in the past, and score yourself about how silly you are.

But, as you grow older, life is getting more complicated, isn't it? Problems came, disappointment couldn't be avoided, and heartache visited my life. Because it was my habit, so, yeah... Some of them are there on the paper of my diary. Recently, when i re-read it, there was no fun no more (i mean the dosage was decrease, you know). I could find the bad stories and experience much more that the fun stuff. It reminds me about the disappointment, heartache, i have ever felt. So i stopped writing.

If only somebody asks me is diary important, i would answer, it can be yes, it also can be no, depending what you write on it. Diary is our memories bank. They say, if you want to have an effortless happy life, remember the good things, forget the bad things. So i suggest write only the fun, happy, and good stuffs on your diary, so it will be a good-ending-real-novel and not a scar for you.

Ehm.. But for some people who a lil' bit introvert, it is very comfortable to write and pour their feelings on a piece of diary paper. I suggest you, go on, keep on writing to decrease your stress feelings, but don't forget to burn it after you writing, so it can't remind you about your bad experience. Ahahahaha...

Almost dawn...
Got to sleep and forget you for a while...

If only you know that i am a stoic.