Tipsy Words

Yesterday my 5 years-old nephew called me. All he want to ask is



Kenapa orang jepun suka buat origami?

Met Adam and his annoying face

And I was like ' Why you young boy ask me question liddat out of sudden? Why??? '

I don't know the answer. I just simply say I don't know.

He ask me so probably because I am the one who teach him how to do origami. I think he hear that word 'origami' for the first time from me. So the question just pop out in his head and he think I know the answer. But who told you that orang jepun buat origami? Knp bukan orang india ke orang arab ke. Oh kids nowadays so brilliant.



I think i'm not ready to have a kids on my own yet 😆 I can't answer their witty question. I could not handle it.

Hi you all...

Have you ever like someone that you think you could die? Then you feel like you have to confess so you can get back your normal life. I am now feeling so. I could die, seriously. I cannot breath, I cannot digest what I ate, I cannot feel food on my tastebud, I cannot focus on my work. I just cannot do anything. It was like someone have spell me. I keep thinking. I am overthinking. I keep imagining things that could happen. What he will think about me, what will be his respond, would he freak out (like me, if someone ever confess to me i would have done so), would he tell his friend, would he live a normal life (because i cannot)

Here come the second question; have you ever confess to him/her about your feeling? How many times? Once? Twice? Or you didn't count at all? Or never? Ok, never is my answer. I never confess. I never have the COURAGE! It require a big size of courage. Not as big as when you attend a job interview. This one is the bigger one. The biggest.

I had started a conversation with him, but i freak out immediately after that. I want to know what his respond, but once again I don't have the courage. I'm afraid if the conversation stop there.

Good luck to me

To 15 years old ika...

I am 25 years old you. You are not okay now. You're not doing well.
You graduate law school at the age of 24. You got a job at random law firm at the countryside. But you are not okay. Your salary is not that high as you expected. You were disappointed. So you wait for another bright profession. At the age of 25, you still waiting. You still waiting for something unsure.

You were clever. But in the middle of the journey, you lost. You just follow the flow. You never made big twist decision. At the end, you ask yourself "am i right". You want to regret but you cannot fix anything.

You are fatigue. You cannot figure anything that you really love. Sometimes you live without love. Even mom's love. Because she gone when you are 19. You become worst after she gone. People thought you fine because you choose to show them that you are fine. Time passed, as people know that you are doing good (in fact you are not) you dying inside slowly. You become someone fragile and numb and full of sorrow without you even realize.

Just stay strong Ika. You cannot change anything. You cannot follow other road, because other road is not yours. This is what was written to you. Just stay strong and keep praying.

-Zulaikha 16417:1631