Nomad Arkeolog

Hell -yaaa bloggers !!!!! I'm on (sucks) vacation now. I'll write this post in Indonesian. Iya, gue libur selama 2 bulan lebih (mirip summer holiday gitu). Kegiatan gue? Standar lah. Cuma bangun siang, sarapan, online, nonton tv, online (lagi) sampai malam, nonton film, makan malam, tidur lagi sampai siang. Pokoknya gue udah kaya babi deh, liburan ini. Males banget. Oh iya, gue juga lagi menghabiskan santapan gue (baca: dvd, novel, komik). Gue juga lagi seneng banget & tergila-gila sama Detective Conan (in U.S, Canada, & UK known as Case Closed) I love Aoyama Gosho !!!!! Minggu, 23 Mei 2010 Oh ya, hari minggu kemarin gue pergi ke tanah kusir untuk ziarah ke makam nenek gue. Terus, karena hari itu ada pemakaman, akhirnya mobil diparkir jauh dari makam nenek gue. Di deket tempat parkir itu, gue liat ada makam yg di tengahnya itu bolong. Bener-bener bolong loh. Gue juga kaget ngeliatnya. Langsung aja gue mencetuskan ide gila gue: "Kita masuk yuk....

How are ya, bloggers?? I got a task from my English teacher, mrs. Sisil (or Cicil ?) To make a poem about our dreams. So, I make a poem about photographer. Well, this is my poem: Photographer... A little someone who takes a lot of big photos. Photos of war, nature, city, or even city crowd. Take a photo for happiness. Don't care, how much money can produce by the photos. Don't care about people's judgement. Don't care, if the photos can't be shown. It's about the happiness. Not money or people's opinion. Even, sometimes, photographer's soul can "fly". But, I don't care. I'm still in my convictions. I still wanna be a photographer. So, what's your opinion? :P