Late Night with Zhou [Repost]

So there are a lot of Farewell recently, i have just finished another post about Farewell myself. But thank God, there are a lot of people who give strength and meaningful words to help seize the day.

I personally have this favorite twitter channel called "Late Night with Zhou", belong to @chris_zhou which can give something to be learned, to make you stronger and to straighten your mind.

Below are two of my favorite Episodes of Late Night with Zhou

Late Night with Zhou: Move On

people hate to think about the present so much that they cling to the past or the future, to give them something to believe in.

eventually, people find reasons. lots and lots of reasons to believe that things are okay. to justify the hope they persistently hold on to.

this is why we find it hard to move on: we can't live in the present. we can't accept. we make up imaginary scenarios where things are okay.

but thinking 'I can still do something about it! this goodbye is nothing!' while ignoring to logically assess the situation... it's wrong.

second of all, who are you to determine so clearly that you can change the situation? you can try, but that's about it, no?

I'm not saying you have to move on. I'm just reminding you that we *can* move on, should we want to do so. there will be more things ahead.

first, stop living in the past or the future. stop thinking of what 'was' or 'will be'--one already happened, the other is imaginary.

second, accept the present for what it is. if you can't, then find out why, and get busy solving that instead. it'll take time, yes.

so, should you move on? you've got the answer to that, not me..

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Late Night with Zhou: When to Disappear

we all change--you change, I change. what could be the reason for you to care might now be the reason you hate. that's how it is.

you can try. in fact, you'll probably have already tried countless times. that's what we all do: we hold on, because we believe.

but there will come one point where you'll start asking yourself some questions. and, trust me, you will waver if it's a one-sided thing.

the hardest thing to admit to yourself would perhaps be the fact that you are no longer needed in their lives. you don't matter anymore.

the actors and actresses in your life will change over time. the people who need you, and the people you need, will also change.

this is how relationships go. this is how life goes. overstaying your welcome is what's actually hurting you, in all honesty.

we'd like to think we are important for everyone--and that isn't wrong. what's wrong is actually insisting that we are, because we're not.

some people will always be important to you, and you'll also be important to these very people. but this doesn't happen all the time.

there will be people who will throw you away like trash after they're done with you. there will be people who still hang on you, even by the thinnest thread.

so we return to the question: why pull back? because we cannot deny that most of us are flighty creatures who cannot love unconditionally.

does it feel selfish to you? how about this: by pulling back, you're doing them a favor as well. now they don't have to fake interest, no?

if you insist on staying, even though it's painfully clear that there's no longer any point, all that awaits you is a restraining order.

and of course there's always that question haunting us: "What if things get better? What if by staying, I could change things?"

even if everything is taken away from you, hold your breath a bit and let go. you don't own anything in the first place. you MAKE them.

whether things do get any better or not, that has little to do with you. you were once a factor, now a smaller factor--still, only a factor.

If you really worth the attention, you'll get it! Not because you desperately want that attention.

I tell you this: we deserve the things we allow happen to us. we deserve the friends who treat us like crap when we let them do it.

but frankly, and this is what I believe in, to find a place where you can stay for a long time is hard as hell. seriously.

in fact, it's so hard to find a place like that we often deceive ourselves that some other places are where we belong, even if we don't.

appearing and disappearing are both normal, common things that happen in life. realize, accept, and understand it. you'll be fine.

or at last, time will someday heal..

Missing Creatures

So it was when i finally deleted this folder on my Macbook named BMW,  i feel lost. This folder had been in my Macbook since 2 years ago. When it was finally a time to delete it, i don't know..

So it is not only about the missing files, it is about something a lot bigger than that.

The missing creatures who dwell in my (ex) habitat.

The things whom i am missing a lot.

Mr Out of The Box

Trust me, it is going to be a lot more complete at this notes

Mr (very) Up-to-date

Mention one international artist who will have a concert in Indonesia, he will more than know it, he will be there, he even has bought a ticket already. One of my latest guide in my ex-habitat and whatever people has their own weakness, i cannot say that i never get something to be learned for all these times. 

The New Guy

Somehow, this guy also helped bring the message for me to always move forward. And even i didn't know him for a long time (he's new, remember?), but it was surely a pleasure to learn a lot of things from him.

Mr Down-to-Earth

No one will ever know that beneath his humble exterior, he is a rich man. HAHA. Maybe a lot of other inhabitants will be surprised, some other maybe will have the scenario in their mind about a spy in disguise, who knows?

Jihan Pahila

We people, are supposed to not afraid of ourselves nor feeling ashamed. As human, we have our own way to be special. That's what i learned from her, that we must proud of ourselves. Like what she always stated for all these times. And showed some of her photos who (according to her) looked like Jihan Fahira. And other inhabitants could only accept that statement voluntarily hahahaha

Sweet Voice

Have you ever feel that moment in your life when you hear someone singing, and the only thing you want to do is to run and jump off a cliff? Hahaha ya i'm kidding. Above all those ordinary humans in this world, there is this guy who have the sweetest voice above all. So much sweet that you cannot see other things but the sweet thing. In fact people supposed to have sweet and bitter things beneath themselves.

Casanova

And it is the story about the man who can charm every girl in the world. And then suddenly our ex-habitat become a magical world full of gifts on his birthday. It was after all, not a surprising thing to see a lot different gifts from different girls in some other days. One of memorable thing on him is his coolness. He somehow has high control on his emotion. We could learn about it from him.

Mrs Fashionista

She has a very beautiful face, and beautiful body and also integrity. Not only her pretty exterior, she also has a great working performance. She did more than her job-desk, helped other inhabitant with their own job-desk. One thing that is memorable about her: everything she wore always looked expensive.

Now brace yourself, now we're going to the saddest part of this post.

Mind-Reader

She is one of the strongest girl i have ever known. A lot of things happened and she could still smile at the end of the day, in front of other inhabitants. And not only her strength, she will usually become that one person in the morning who offers food for everyone. Yes, she has a big heart. She also has other super power. She can read mind, especially mine. When we went to restaurant, she would mention what i was about to order. She knew with whom i was about to go. She knew what i like and dislike.

The first time i was really meet her, it was on ASTRA BMW Vendor Gathering 2013, she handled the registration desk. She asked me to brought her high heels at office because at that time she went there, she didn't bring hers. And we handled the registration desk together. We have always been in the same situation together, like when we must went home at night after the event, or when we was sleeping on Mushola after praying. Or our same fear of ghost in my ex-habitat. We ran away the building when we saw the printer printed itself at night -for example. A lot of things happened, it couldn't fit in a single blog post. It'll be stored in memories.

Favorite Song: Best in Me (Blue)

Transactional

"Even a smallest seed of idea can grow, to define or to destroy"
- Inception (2010)

"Transactional" is the most memorable word from him. It haunted my mind for a long time, even up till now. It was like, you cannot fully trust, even to your closest person. People will have their own agenda, even if it is the smallest one. Yes, we have the past, we have the same background which could make us learn and become closer to each other.

I don't know, whatever we talked, we could have always 'clicked'. Even in the most-not-suitable-talking-time between our working time. He likes to make a jokes on me, scared me up by pretended to be ghost behind me. I usually liked to put my hand on his fat stomach, i don't know why, because it was very tempting to see it moved up and down? hahaha. And i liked to talk in English to him as well to improve my speaking skill.

The first time i met him is when i was still in my room by myself. He was still a BC who had a project for his promotion. Mr Out of The Box asked him to discuss the Seminar he wanted to make. He came to my room and at that time, it was my first time to really talk with people in my room all day. Honestly, it was also my first time to discuss an event, as i usually handled design only, but i was trying to talk as if i had used to do the event discussion, hahaha. And i should say, it did end well.

After months passed, he suddenly popped up again in my ex-habitat. It turned out he really got his promotion and moved in. And after a lot of time had passed, here we were. Somehow i was wondering how life could be without all the jokes and fad.

Favorite Song: Feel So Close (Calvin Harris)

On Saturday, April 26 we went to Yaudah Bistro in Sarinah then a Karaoke session in Inul Vista then Ancol Carnaval Beach as Pokocrot, Bu There and my Farewell. It was one of the saddest moment, to imagine life without all creatures like them. Wondering whether in the future, we could meet again, but it was awkward. It was one of the night, i didn't want it to end.

Wondering how life without creatures who could read my mind

Or pretended to be a ghost behind me..

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It is a big grace to know and to (ever) be with you guys the whole time. I am lucky!

The Real Prophecy

He stepped heavily.

A little doubt glanced over his heart, but he avoided it and kept walking. Further and further into the darkness of the night. Even this night, the moon refused to shine. The suffocating feeling extinguished in the end of the line. It felt like a dead end. But these all just his own feeling. He knew it from the very beginning, when this day would come, all universe would cooperate acting like barricade him. He got to be strong.

Jafferius Potter went further and further into the heart of The Forbidden Forest. He would show the world, he is The Legendary-Harry Potter descent. Potter's blood is in his vine through all over his body. Nobody had the right to call him a coward or a looser. No one ever will!

Breathing fast and hard, he strengthen himself. Then he moved on further and now reached the edge of the forest. It is just a bit of few step to get this Delois branch which can be found in The Forbidden Forest only. A little step from winning the bet from all those Slytherin gang, to Francois Lestrange above of all. It would prove everything. It would take all these year's pain and insecurity away. Just a little more step.

"Jafferius Potter"

And he stopped. The sound of whisper suddenly was heard from the forest. Or was it just the leaves flew off the air, blown by the wind. He could feel the chill. It's getting harder to control his own trembling. It was not, after all, a deadly thing. Just grab the branch and go. Run if needed.

"Lumos" rambled Jaffer. Afterall, it was hard to say the spell clearly with his own trembling mouth. The light from the wand now brightened his sight. But there, in the end of the path, there was the light that shone even brighter. Curious of what he just saw, Jaffer hurry-approached the source of the light. Something lied in the ground of the forest, beamed in the color of green. Without even think, Jaffer approached closely, bow his body and took it. It turned out to be a stone, with a shape similar to a diamond but had more square in one side.

"What is this? A Resurrection Stone?"

It was cold at the very beginning. But as the green ray began to shine brighter and dazzler, the warmer and warmer it become. Then, by the time it was hot as Jaffer's hand could not handle anymore, he dropped it to the ground.

Nothing happen.

Suddenly, a form of body started to come up from inside the stone. It was not really solid, but it looks real enough to make Jaffer scared as hell. He could not even move a bit.

A face like a skull stared at Jaffer with his red-eye-colored-pupil, breathe as if it was his first time with his slit-nose that had no height, more like a snake. His white pale hands are very long and thin.

Lord Voldermort has returned.

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"Who are you?" that words suddenly thrown out of Jaffer's mouth, although he could have guessed the answer.

"The greatest wizard of all time, Lord Voldemort" a cruel smile formed in his face.

It is impossible, how could it happen? He-who-must-not-be-named is dead, defeated by Harry Potter thousand years ago. How could this happen? Jaffer had read few time "The Destruction of Black Magic in 20th Century" and "Wizarding War II". How about in "The Life of Harry Potter", "The History of Magic" and tons of other books? How come? More conflicted thought popped in Jaffer's head.

"Surprised on how i could raise again" Voldermort stated as he can read minds, which Jaffer told to himself, might be right.

"Finally, after waiting for thousand years, my plan could work as it should be" greedy expression came up in his face. "It proves that my intelligence is even greater beyond Dumbledore himself" he laughed, shrilly, cold, a laugh that could creep people out.

"What do you mean?" Jaffer asked him scarily. He could not think other way to go out of this situation except by keep asking to elongate the time. Suddenly, Jaffer realized that his wand is no longer in his grip.

"Dumbledore had made the biggest mistake in his life by trusting that he had listened to the full version the Prophecy, Harry Potter's Prophecy." He added "In fact, the Prophecy had not being fully spoken by Trelawney since the intrusion that Severus made when he'd been caught off overhear it. The Prophecy was cut just until that part everybody knew. After years passed and i raised again, having my own body, i realized that the Prophecy i heard from Severus, and the version that Dumbledore's heard - even though it's a little bit longer, was still incomplete. But to make sure, i ordered some of my Death Eaters to take it from Department of Mystery. After all my DE failed to complete the task, i decided to researched it myself." cruel smile that now full of pride returned to his pale face. His body was getting more solid now.

"For months i investigated all things connected to Divination. Until one day i found one important fact. The Oracle often seemed unconscious when they entered the real trance, they didn't know when they made the real prophecy because their mind connected to Prophesieve. They kept it secret hereditarily. Only the Oracle could know this things-"

"What is Prophesive?" Jaffer spit it out without he could hold.

"Shut up stupid boy!" for a while there was a green flashes in Voldermort's eyes. "Prophesive is an Oracle mind-keeper. The big amount of tragedies that really happened to the people after they were being told their bad future. Some of Oracles could go insane to think and are stressful by the fact that their words caused tragedy to people. Their inner-eye should be protected from all those bad penetrations. Seeing from that perspective, they had to find a way to avoid it, to continue their life peacefully. Their ancestor invented the Prophesieve. The oracle had to connect their mind to the Prophesieve so that they can forget the things that they had foresee and those memories are sent and saved in Prophesieve..." Voldemort stopped for a moment.

"One day, in a very isolated place, i found it. Guarded by a lot a magic, white magic, dark magic. But with my intelligence, i could go through it. Then i searched and searched in the middle of many other Prophecies. Only people with amazing ignorance to many cruel tragedies that happened in many people, who can see through Prophecy. After a long time in my quest, i found the real and complete version of my Prophecy."

Voldemort pointed wand with his white long finger. That wand.. Jafferius saw it furiously, but he could not move. Voldemort waved the wand in one long wipe and some flourescent words appeared from the empty air.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

It is the same with the one Jaffer had read from "The Life of Harry Potter", but there's two more line in the end of the Prophecy.

"He is the only one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord.. the real heir of him will have the power to resuscitate the Dark Lord back to life."

The flourescent words faded as the wind blown through the night.

"That thing made me unwilling to add another Horcrux, even though i knew my Horcruxes had being destroyed. In fact i could made it again easily, killing people is my hobby" He laugh again, the cold cruel laugh without any emphaty on it.

"If i failed to kill Harry Potter, if i made a mistake, i still had this one plan. Only i could live forever.. -after Harry Potter died off course. So few days ago, i knew my time has come. I come to Francois Lestrange dream, subconsciously affect him to provoke you to come to this forest and look, here we are right now..." Voldemort stopped his story so sudden that Jaffer almost could not realize it. Now the Dark Lord body was solid as whole and Jaffer felt so weak.

"Now Lord Voldemort has returned. And this time, there is no Harry Potter nor Order of The Phoenix who could stop me. They're all died, as far as they'd aged. Even though my DE had also died, there are still their descent who could replace their position. A lot of pure-blood who had the same idea -deep in their heart, that muggle-born had too much rotten blood to have a place in our sacred, respective Wizarding World. They who didn't have the nerve to break out. I will lead them all to a whole new world. Lord Voldemort will once again rule. This time, no one can stop me, no one" He laugh again, long in a very high pitch laugh.

"And you" Voldemort pointed at Jaffer with his finger which is very white as it's never been exposed by the sun light. "Enough having fun here! You'd knew too much things" This time, the dangerous green flash really appeared in his eyes.

"Avada Kedavra"

The green flashes whirred right to Jaffer... ripped the empty air apart in front of him

His thought was empty.. the stiffness on his body.. no time to run

And everything...

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Disappeared...

Zombie Infection

Have you ever have one of these symptoms:

1. Weird Face Shape, sometimes it scared yourself

2. You walks very slow, you want to move faster, you just can't

3. You cannot connect to people, moreover greet people first

4. Leave it about greeting thing, how about talk?

5. You ability is shifted, from human languange to something like moaning, groaning, grumbling

6. You want to talk, you really do.. and able to do it inside your head only...

7. Empty expression on your face, empty stare on your eyes

7. And look, people talk at you, look what you did! You didn't even respond it by turn your head to them

8. You choose to turn your body instead and walk toward the caller

9. And start to walk very slow again

10. You are seldom using tools

11. You eat something very mushy.. I got an idea, how about brain?

12. And you eat it slowly, poorly, the food spoiled all around your mouth, flow to your chin, yuck!

13. The pain all over your head and bones and body and everything!

You fall into silence in your home, sometimes groan and grunt. Re-watch Warm Bodies maybe, to analyze the similarity. Start to question yourself, when is the last time you feel a random zombie (prefer a handsome one) come to your home and bite you. NO this is the real world. Doesn't mean there is no zombie, does it? Well let's just agree to disagree haha.

Anyway i am here to help you figure what happen to you if you have all the symptoms above. Chill out, you are not in a Zombie Infection sweetheart. No worries, i have just experienced the same. It is called Parotitis.

According to Wikipedia, Parotitis is an inflammation of one or both parotid glands, the major salivary glands located on either side of the face, in humans. The parotid gland is the salivary gland most commonly affected by inflammation. Like a Zombie Infection, it is also very contagious. But don't worry, unlike Zombie Infection, it can be defeated by our natural antibody although the healing process takes a little extra time, maybe around 1-2 weeks depends your own antibody. Be ready to deal with Amoxiclav and Lanzoprazone every single time!

To you who experience it as well, you must be agree with me that this illness is making you suffer so much that you want to beat your head to the wall. Yeah, prevent always better than medicate, isn't it? So keep yourself healthy, away from stress, eat better, do some sport, keep spirit and always smile! Get well soon people, cheers!

"What am I doing with my life? I'm so pale. I should get out more. I should eat better. My posture is terrible. I should stand up straighter. People would respect me more if I stood up straighter. What's wrong with me? I just want to connect. Why can't I connect with people? Oh, right, it's because I'm dead. I shouldn't be so hard on myself. I mean, we're all dead. This girl is dead. That guy is dead. That guy in the corner is definitely dead. Jesus these guys look awful."

- R (Warm Bodies 2013)