Do you ever find yourself walking down the street and wondering whether this moment, could be your very last moment? I never have. Not until now.
The cold concrete presses against my spine. I’m pretty sure I can feel blood seeping from the back of my head. It could be rain. While I lie on the ground, my limbs jerking and twitching, I start to question myself. My life. Quickly I come to the realization that life isn’t fair. I know I’ve read somewhere that fairness is not about everyone getting the same thing, it’s about everyone getting what they need. Throughout my life, I’ve gotten more than I needed. More than I could have possibly asked for and I never even realized it. Everything I wanted, everything I needed, was taken care of for me. I never questioned where any of it came from. I simply took life as it came. Does that make me bad person? Was getting struck by lightning my just deserts?
Yesterday after dinner, the subject of Lady GaGa’s concert in Indonesia was brought up. And as an Indonesian and Muslim myself, I feel I have to address this matter. So, here we go.
On Facebook, she posted that the concert had to, officially, be cancelled due to threats of violence from extremist groups and pressure from the government. While many people agree, and said that she’d better adapt to “our Indonesian customs”, I disagree. And here’s why.
I have to write a 2500-word essay about The Breakfast Club and something about stereotypes and gender… Well, I didn’t necessarily have to, but I chose this as my object and I am just struggling so hard to figure it out. I can’t even begin to write an introduction. Usually I write just fluently and then when my grades actually depend on it, my scumbag brain just shuts down. This is so incredibly frustrating and I really want to do well on this paper. And I just figured out the irony of me having to write a paper that I don’t want to write about a film in which the characters have to write a paper they don’t want to write and it is just so frustrating because my brain just suddenly seems unable to form words and sentences into a clear idea and I just want to flip tables and scream.
Rant over. *headdesk*