I am very, utterly dissapointed seeing the environment of Jakarta. There are many hotels and luxurious, sky scrapers all around this city, yet, there's no one to help the needy of Jakarta. I can't help this kind of people because I won't able to. I don't get it why so many rich people won't help these people. These pictures are for you bloggers to see that we should appreciate what we have and stop wanting things that don't matter. Travel and look around you. Help them until you're not able to. Help those who need help.
Start thinking about the people who deserves to live like we deserve to. Think thoroughly and deeply, people. Because in their heart, they need you.
I am 15 and I pretty much have everything to say about anything. I am secure and I am bipolar. I go to school and I'm keeping it that way. I'm not like you, drop-outs. I like the way I live. And I grew up this couple of years. I am sometimes desperate to get taller. I believe in karma. I believe in true love. I believe in god. I drink coffee way too much than an average teenager would. I smoked and I don't find it pleasuring. I never drank, I don't like shopping for clothes. I am gaga over headbands and money. I love texting. I hate clowns. I hate drama. It's immature.
Although I do not express everything here, at least there's something you should know that I am sick of telling you shit-heads over and over again. Doesn't mean that I write about half of my life here, you would already know me wholly. Even my friend of ten years still don't get me and they act like they do. Not everything I write is true, my blog, my choice.