No, it is not a blog. It is my junkyard.

A very old man looked confuse and trying desperately to find something under a bright street lamp. Felt sorry, a young man approached and greeted him.

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“Every individual is continually exerting himself to find out the most advantageous employment for whatever capital he can command … He generally, indeed, neither intends to promote the public interest, nor knows how much he is promoting it. He intends only his own security; and by directing that industry in such a manner as its produce may be of the greatest value, he intends only his own gain, and he is in this, as in many other cases, led by an invisible hand to promote an end which was no part of his intention.”
- Adam Smith

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I'm not a job seeker yet. But I guess this scenario (probably) would happen if I am interviewed for a job.

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Once upon a time, in a land far faraway, lived a young man who spent his times only with sleeping, watching TV and sometimes FBing. Everybody called him Ian Kalesa the carpenter.

Ian was a simple honest young carpenter who tried very very very hard, (oke, not that hard) to made his Final Year Assignment to graduate from Carpenter College. In his busy daily activities, Ian was always seen alone. There was no sign of any girl around him. Once, a friend asked.
" Oke, tell me the truth Ian. You're gay, right?"
" Fuck no..!"
" Then why I never see you with any girl..?"
" Errr... "
" Yes, you're not handsome nor smart. But still.. If you're lucky, you can trick some stupid girls to date with you.."
" It's not like that. I just want to focus on my Final Year Assignment. I had enough with girl. Girl equals problem, sadness and sorrow. Besides, with all the celebrities gossips on TV and all the quizzes in Facebook, who has times to date..?! Right..? As long as I have TV and internet connection, I'll be just fine.."

But Ian was wrong...

God had another plan for him. God planned Ian to meet Princess Mahanora in a beautiful sunny afternoon. Princess Mahanora was a sweet funny young lady with a great smile. Ian was fascinated by her insanely intelligent mind and her great sense of humor. At first, Ian was happy because he found someone to share his thoughts and worries. But later, he found himself fell deeper with his emotion. He felt sorry for the princess's sorrow, and he felt joy for her passion. It is a very rare condition for Ian, a well known egomaniac. After that, he couldn't help himself to ask for another meeting, and another one, and another one, and another one.

One night, Ian just couldn't sleep. He felt his heart beat faster than usual. Suddenly, a very bright light appear out of nowhere with a buzzing sound. Ian couldn't see anything. After the blinding light faded, there in the center of the room, a very ugly old man flying. The old man looked like a version of a skinny and scary Santa Claus. He carried a very old bow with a strange arrow. The creepiest thing is, he is naked.

Ian start screaming..
" Whoaa...! Who the fuck are you, old man? A demon...?!"
" Ohh..! Shut up bitch..! Be cool. I'm not a demon. Instead, I am the cupid.."
" You think I believe that piece of shit..?! Cupid is a cute little boy.."
" Well, when did you think the first story about cupid appear..?"
" Hmm.. At the middle ages maybe?"
" Now, I've grown old, you fool...!"
" Really..? But still.. It's weird an angel could grow old and have a ugly face like you.."
" I'm not here so you can criticize my physical appearance, ok...?! I'm here because.. Well, you know.. What a cupid does. LOVE.."
" Love..?"
" Yes, my boy..! You've been granted the best feeling a man could have. To love someone..."
" Love someone..? me..? with whom..?"
" Mahanora"
" Haha. Very funny."
" Ok. Answer truthfully. If you're happy, with whom do you want to share the joy with? If you're sad, who do you want to cheers you up? If you're lonely, who do you want to be there with you? Late at night, for whom do you send the last prayer?
" ...... "
" If she stumbles, you want to be the man who catch her hand. If she's uneasy, you want to hear all of her worries. If she's happy, you want to be the first to know the good news. You do not want her to be lonely anymore, because you're always there for her.
" ...... "
" If this is not love? Then what is..? Believe me son. I've been in this Love business for centuries.."
" I think you're right.."
" Of course I'm right. Now, it is up to you. You want to fight for it, or you want to bury it down so it will be a great lasting memories.."
" Ok. Thanks cupid.."
" You're welcome. Now I have to go. Bye now.."
" Wait..! Can I ask you one more question?"
" What is it son..?"
" Why you don't wear clothes..? It's disgusting.."
" No..! I've been like this for centuries. It's become some kind of trademark, you know.."
" But seriously dude. It is very disgusting..! Flying in the air with balls exposed and th.."
" Fuck you..!"
With a light POP sound, the cupid disappeared..

After cupid left, Ian thought very hard what cupid said. He admitted that all the things that crazy cupid said were true. Yes, maybe he's in love. And yes, maybe it is the right time to fight for it. Ian was determined.

Unfortunately, there was one important fact Ian forget. Princess Mahanora had been in love with Mbah Surup the Knight. He didn't know that she still loved Mbah Surup. Ian knew about it the hardest way. To made things worst, Princess Mahanora's love to Mbah Surup seemed to be in bumpy road. As a knight, Mbah Surup was ordered to go to a distant land to fight dragons. All three of them had love, but none made it through. It was just sad.

Ian believed there must be someone to blamed. In his anger, he shouted...
" Cupid..! Where the fuck are you..? Look what you've done to me..! To us..!"
" What?"
" Oh my God..! Why you suddenly appeared..?"
" You called me, fool..! Remember?"
" Yeah, right. But what about all the blinding light and buzzing sound things like before..?
" Oh, that. I only use them at the first time to make a good impression.."
" Ohh..."
" So, what is it..?"
" Oh yeah, right. Almost forgot. You're son of a bitch..! Here's the situation. She doesn't love me because she loves him, but he had to go to a distant land.. None of us happy. You're just playing with us..!
" Whoaa.. Hold on a sec. My power is just to make people realize that their in love. For whom they fall in love with, or will they be together, that's a part of bigger scenario. It is God business."
" You knew that we won't be together. Then why you made us felt it in the first place?"
" Like I said before, because to love someone is the greatest feeling a man could have."
" But it fucking hurt.."
" Do you want me to take that love from you? So you won't feel it anymore?"
" Errr... No. I don't want to but.."
" Exactly.. Exactly.. That's what I'm talking about. Love is a sweet tyranny because the lover endures his torments willingly. So, with whom you're angry right now..?"
" Well.. Let's see.. You just did your job, I'm not guilty for loving such a wonderful woman, she can't be blamed because she had the right to choose, and he just did what he had to do. Hey.. No one to be blamed...!"
" Yes. Maybe because it was part of the plan. Remember, there was the plan, and there will always be the plan. Have faith.."
" I guess you're right. Jezz.. I can't believe I ended up talking to a naked ugly old man with his balls exposed and th.."
" Fuck you"
With a light POP sound, the cupid disappeared..

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I want to blog. I have been wanting to do that since the very first time I heard about it. The idea to have a place where you can throw away your annoying thought was really tempting to me. Plus, you can mock and humiliate someone without the risk to be mocked back. And if he does, you can just simply delete his comment. Sounds fun, right?

But of course I've never made one. I was too lazy to figure out the suitable design, lay-out, color, background image, and all the right-brain stuff to make my blog looks sexy. Let alone that freaking HTML codes. Would somebody else do that for me? So I can just focus on the content. (Nooo.. I'm not that good in writing. But for me, that's what blogging should means.)

And yes, thank to God, somebody else would do that. There are plenty of webs offer easy-to-make blog. Now I can have a blog without have to worry about the codes, the design, the color, and all that stuff. I just sit comfortably, write what I want to write, and push that nice shiny "Send" button. And voila, there my post.

I love it. I love it.

Yes, the world would not be a better place with the addition of my blog. Or it would..?! Well.. Just bear with it, people.

PS : I know, I know.. It's kinda late. These blog services have been in the market for years. I am a caveman..! Okay..?!

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Does this post appear on my facebook, twitter, and plurk?

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Does this thing work?

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