Homes

“Where is your home?”

“Are you coming back home? do you want to stay abroad forever? What’s your plan?”

These are questions I often receive on daily basis. Sometimes I wonder about the meaning of them, are they just #kepo or simply care about my situation?

and sometimes I’m too exhausted to explain my concept of home to some fuddy-duddies again and again.

Look, sometimes home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease (says, Naguib Mahfouz). Because I don’t want to be stuck anymore. I want to pull myself out there. Explore them. To feel the rush of happiness. To go on adventures where I can be fearless like nothing can stop me. I want to get the chance to breathe in different cities before my last breath escapes me.

Anyway, here I doodled two houses (a typical old Belgian house—where I currently live and a joglo house—where I was born) and as the representation of what I could call homes, despite any love-hate-relationships with these places.

#wip and inspirations

Why Do Twentysomethings Always Feel So Old?

I’m 20, is the oldest I have ever been. When in your twenties, it’s your job to feel old. Whether you’re 22 or 28, you just think you’re sooooo old, oh my god, such a grandma and I’m not really sure why this is. Because 25, or any age in your twenties for that matter, isn’t old. In fact, you could argue that any age before 65 is still considered young. By definition, being old would mean reaching senior citizen status, right? That kind of old is unfathomable to us though.

When I was in high school, people in their twenties were seen as ancient. I remember saying things to my friends like, “Oh, he’s really old. Like 24.” I think 24 was perceived to be an old age because their lives were so foreign to us. They graduated college, lived on their own, and held jobs. Those were things that represented an adult life, things we didn’t have and couldn’t have. When that happens, I will look back at this blog entry and think, “Oh, you silly 24-year-old. You thought 25 was old? You were just a baby and you didn’t even know it.”

I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. "I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t!" We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.

sincerely,

A

Long Distance Relationship

Hi folk! this is me again, sitting in front of laptop and have nothing to do in the Saturday night, besides I was thinking about how to get sponssors and media patners for an event that I'm dealing with,

and in the middle of random thoughts, I just think about LDR (long distance relationship). No, It isn't about me. Currently, I'm not into a relationship. What I thought is about the contradiction about this relationship. Some of them are pro, and some others are cons.

Some of my friends said LDR is wasting your time, because you are thinking someone who is far far away from you, and we dont even know whether he does the same. You are hoping-pretending-expecting-daydreaming--whateveritcalls--about uncertainly things, Its kinda wasting your time. because it isn't real relationship. Isn't it?

And then, my thought suddenly imagine about this:

When you date someone far away, all you can do is talk. You talk for hours on end; getting to know each other more and more. That can also be the downfall for it, because all you can do is talk. You can’t hug, you can’t kiss and you can’t hold hands. But for all that matters, your relationship would be based on each other and nothing else. When you finally see each other, all those late nights talking turn into something else. When you’ve waited for something for so long and you finally have it, it feels good, heck it even feels amazing. The important thing that makes a long distance relationship work is the trust between the two. If there’s no trust, then it’s not going to last. Love really has no boundaries, it knows no gender, no age and no distance.

"Distance between two hearts is not an obstacle; rather a great reminder of just how strong true love can be."

"Distance means so little, when someone means so much."

Do you think???

we don't have the guts to initiate a conversation T_T #sigh

Think how many people have sat next to you on a bus, train, whatever.

Now think how many people have sat next to you on purpose, with their fingers crossed in hope that you’ll talk to them.

I’m sure somebody has. There’s plenty of times when somebodys seen you and hoped that you spoke to them, but you never did, ‘cause you don’t have the guts, and neither do they.

Don’t go around thinking nobody likes you and that you’re not loved, there’s been plenty of times when a strangers spotted you and thought “oh they’re just my type,” but haven’t had the courage or confidence to open their mouth and initiate a conversation, the funny thing is, neither have you.

Kartupos oh kartupos riwayatmu kini

Minggu lalu, di Gramedia Mall Ciputra, Jakarta Barat.

"Mbak, mbak, jual kartu pos gak ya?" tanya saya kepada wanita penjaga cashier.

"Ha? Kartu pos? gak ada." Sejenak wanita itu menoleh ke belakang, menoleh ke manajernya meminta bantuan.

Yang ditoleh, alias sang manajer itu terpaku sejenak. Tidak memberi tanggapan.

Si wanita cashier itu berkata lagi, "Kartu pos gak ada. Adanya postcard."

Saya terpana untuk beberapa saat. Tersentak kaget.

Ada segumpal kesal, tapi kok saya tidak bisa untuk melampiaskan kepada wanita di depan saya ini. Akhirnya, perasaan itu berubah menjadi kasihan. Ckckck.... sayang sekali..

Mata saya mendelik.

Wanita itu entah tersadar atau tidak segera menimpali, "Postcard itu kartu pos kan?"

Jelas dia bertanya kepada saya.

Menghela napas, lalu saya katakan, "IYA, kartu pos itu postcard." (kalau Cinta Laura yang nanya sih, saya maafkan)

Melihat situasi yang terus seperti itu, sang manajer mengambil tindakan. "Mari saya antarkan."

Menggeleng-gelengkan kepala, hanya itu yang dapat saya lakukan,

Dapat kita lihat, ini sebuah potret posisi sebuah kartu pos di kehidupan kita saat ini.

Sekarang saya tanya kepada Anda, pernahkah anda menerima sepucuk kartu pos?

pernakah Anda (kalau bisa penuh dengan semangat) pergi ke kantor pos demi mengirimkan sebuah kartu pos?

Di suatu pagi awal tahun 2011, tiba-tiba otak saya terbersit sebuah ide. MENGIRIMKAN KARTU POS KE SELURUH DUNIA. Entah kenapa, saya tertarik mengirimkan kartu pos kepada orang asing yang tidak saya kenal (hanya tahu nama dan alamat). Di setiap kartu pos yang saya kirimkan selalu terselip beberapa kata-kata mutiara dalam bahasa Inggris yang sengaja saya pilih secara acak.

Sejauh ini, di minggu pertama bulan Januari ini. Saya telah mengirimkan 11 kartupos ke Yunani, Kanada, Italia (2x), Mexico, Guatemala, Thailand, Turki, Algeria, dan United Kingdom.

Saya sangat bersemangat dengan kesibukan saya satu ini.

Saya jadi sering-sering mengunjungi Kantor Pos Pusat Indonesia yang terletak di Pasar Baru. :)

Mungkin Anda bingung, kenapa saya harus mengirimkan kartu-kartupos itu?

Pertama, kartupos yang saya kirimkan bergambar objek-objek pariwisata di Indonesia. Yah, kalau boleh dikatakan, misi saya adalah memperkenalkan Indonesia ke kancah Internasional.. (hahahhaa sombong banget dah)

Kedua, kata-kata mutiara yang saya pilih secara acak itu semoga bisa memberi semangat kepada orang-orang asing (yang bahkan saya tidak mengenal mereka sama sekali).

Ketiga, alasan terakhir, hmmm... perasaaan luapan kegembiraan itu selalu ada.

Ada saat-saat yang membuat saya sangat senang menanti-nanti balasan kartu-kartu pos dari mereka. Kita tidak pernah tahu kapan kartupos kita itu sampai kepada orang yang dituju. Kita juga tidak pernah tahu kapan kartupos itu sampai di depan pintu rumah kita, Segala ketidakpastian itu menyebabkan timbul perasaan-perasaan yang menyenangkan.

Kalau sekarang sudah ada Facebook, Twitter, MSN, YM!, dll, perasaan mendapatkan kartupos dan mengirimkan kartupos itu sangat berbeda. beda daripada yang lain. Percaya deh!

Berapa biayanya? Tuh kan, mungkin kalian akan berpikiran, "Ah, kirim ke luar negeri kan mahal."

Untuk sepucuk kartupos ke luarnegeri cukup menggunakan prangko Rp5.000 saja. Mau kirim ke Zimbabwe atau ke Macedonia, cuma butuh duit goceng.

Ayo, tunggu apa lagi!

Kirimkan kartupos kepada saudara, teman, orang asing yang kalian tahu. Atau bahkan, kirim kartupos untuk pacar kalian! Pasti sang pacar akan kaget dan tersipu malu. hahahah (sotoy banget deh)

Sekian dari saya, semoga tulisan ini dapat bermanfaat untuk terus mengembangkan dunia filateli Indonesia.

Salam hangat,

Alfi

the essence of life

The essence of life is not being perfect, impressing people, or succeeding at everything. The essence of life is simply making mistakes and learning from them, surrounding yourself with people that love you when you’re being yourself, and getting through the failures so that you can continue improving.

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She can deal with stress and carry heavy burdens. She smiles when she feels like screaming and she sings when she feels like crying. She cries when she’s happy and laughs when she’s afraid. Her love is unconditional. There’s only one thing wrong with her, she forgets what she’s worth.

Hell yeah, why not? fucked up the relationship.

People ask me sometimes, “How come you never went in a relationship?”

Why? I’ll tell you why. It’s because I’m Nineteen, and I don’t see the point of having one. Like I don't see the point of life.

I know that I’m still not capable in being somewhat tied up to a person and be fully committed to them.

I want to spare myself from being hurt unnecessarily, to cry over stupid fights.

I’ll get there, It’s not too late.

For now, I want to focus on my studies, I don’t want distractions. (blah.blah.blah)

My ambitions are quite high and I want to achieve them, and not only for my mom, but myself as well.

I want to serve God, as much as possible, I want Him to be in the centre of my life as I grow.

I want to have fun with my girls and boys.

Cause that’s my only responsibility at the moment, to be a good Christian, a good daughter and a good friend.

Looking at the ceiling, looking at my day

Staring at the ceiling. I do it every night. On the ceiling I project my day. Sometimes it was good, sometimes it was bad, but it is always over. I look at my day at the ceiling and think about what I have learned or what I have done. Sometimes a lot, most of the time nothing. It does not matter. It is over anyway.

Looking at the ceiling, looking at my day, I never think about tomorrow. On my ceiling tomorrow does not exist. And I hope it never will.

Looking at the ceiling, looking at my day, I never think about yesterday. On my ceiling every day plays only once. I would like it to stay that way.

The ceiling helps me put things in perspective, just one day at a time. I have goals, things I want to accomplish in the future, but I can’t think about that when I am looking at my ceiling. There is not future on my ceiling, there is just today.

While staring at the ceiling there is just today.

hell yeah, please aware about this thing!

Yes. Those babies are lying on concrete.

Yes. That bottle is empty.

Yes. Those are mosquitoes & flies swarming their little bodies.

Yes. This is the condition of Pakistan, at the moment.

A couple of weeks have gone by since the floods in Pakistan have flowed and the number of people effected by this are staggering & record breaking.

Over 20 MILLION PEOPLE.

That is MORE THAN THE COMBINED TOTAL of the 2004 Tsunami, the 2005 Kashmir earthquake, the 2010 Haiti earthquake, and the American Katrina disaster.

How many of you knew about this? It’s a shame at the extreme lack of coverage on this horrific disaster.

Ignorance never ends, a recent poll was taken in America on whether if they would donate or have donated to Pakistan or not. 67% DO NOT wish or want to help Pakistan. 67%.

And as for the donations that are being sent… 60% of aid needed now, has not been delivered. Who has them & why haven’t they reached the public?

What I’m trying to say is, Please…take note of this. These people are innocent and now they are homeless and sick. Children are dying quickly due to the lack of care. People have drowned, crops are ruined..animals are dead, & homes are gone.

This picture breaks my heart..I want you all to look at this picture. What do you see?

I don’t know what to do. I honestly don’t know. I’ve never felt this helpless. No one is helping, no one cares. Fuck neither do my own best friends know much about this.

Just look at this picture and think about what you’ve just read.

I’m not asking for a shitload of cash. But please just try to think about this. even only a minute.

One-fifth of the country is under water; 20 million+ people are homeless. All I ask is for you to help a little and spread awareness.

Oya, for one more question for you: Have you said thanks to the Lord about oxygen which He gives to you today?

Give a few reasons why I should visit Jakarta?

To tell you the truth, there is no reason why you should visit Jakarta. It’s a crowded place, no air for breathing, pollution in everywhere, museums suck, a lot of beggars, and one thing you will not forget about Jakarta are the TRAFFIC JAMS. So, welcome to the jungle, where people will give you a fake smile because you are a foreigner, and be careful: many Indonesians like to take advantage of foreigners; of course I’m talking about money. :P

Well, besides those bad sides, Jakarta has many good places to visit. Having beers or a great time at a bar or club is a good idea to kill your night time. Jakarta is known for its nightlife. In this town, you will find malls easily.

I suggest that when you visit Indonesia, please also visit another town, such as Bali, Jogjakarta, Lombok, Bandung, etc. Jakarta is nothing special, only a town fully blocked by skyscrapers.

Don’t worry about the costs, in Indonesia everything is cheap. :P You’ll be rich as soon as you arrive at Soekarno Hatta Airport.

gimme questions, I'll answer as I could. :) I love questions, so lets asking!

P.S: I'm Sorry

Dear friends,

I considered lately that all I'd written on blog was too privately and too rude.

Few days ago, my Belgium friend made me realized my faults. He told me his opinion about my posts. I made him uncertain with my thoughts.

So, here, I'm apologize. I'm sorry for:

I posted some harsh words to someone on public, (the wrong is if i hate someone i have to say it to him directly, not by posting on public, because its maybe can hurt people what I'm not meant.)

I also wrote blog for talking about someone behind his back, and it was very bad.

(the wrong is gossiping bad thing about person, or complaining about someone on blog and if that person doesn't know is really bad)

Hmm, I used sarcasm words didn't mean its cool at all. I'm sorry.I'm so fucked up. I messed up. I used in English sarcasm words, just because I like its sounds. please, no offense.

I posted some bad blogs because I couldn't speak them out loud. I couldn't say my disappointed with someone directly. I don't have a drop of bravery. I faced it that I'm a coward. I admit it.

and for my stupid statuses on FB, Twitter, Tumblr, and Blogspot which were too private to be consumed by public, once again I'm so sorry. Stan, my Belgium friend, thoughts my heart seems need some attentions from the public. I feel bad to admit it, but hell yeah, I felt my heart also needs some attentions. And I couldn't find any best way for posting about the condition of my feeling besides on web. Okay, now, I bet you'll think I'm a dork, I haven't any friends in a real world. Hahaha, whatever, trust it or not, I have many bestfriends in the real world. as much as in the web world. hahahaha..

I also still talk my problems with my bffs, but there is something missing if I'm not posting my blog. Because I'm a freak blogger. and I'm so addicted blog. I cant help myself for it.

I'm not a good person, i have bad personalities. I'm freak, strange, weak, and lame.

but, above that, I'm trying to be a good person who can make people around me happy and smiling all the time. I don't want bother people, I don't want hurting someone.

After this posts, please remind me if I do the fault same again.

Since now, I keep my mind shut up from the bad things I've thinking about.

I'll post the nice things in my life. or just my good thoughts.

But, I can't promise if later I'll posting my bad feeling about something again. :P

Regards,

gypsyholic a.k.a Alfi.

"I love The Lesbians, but nobody expected The Werewolf to eat vagina."

The Twilight series is like watching a porno with no fucking in it, drinking decaf coffee in the morning, or gulping down non-alcoholic beer and wondering why you don't get drunk.These vampires suck alright- but not the way that they are supposed to.

WHEN you say you love Twilight, my opinion of you drop a little. WHEN you say you love Edward Cullen, it drops a hell a LOT!!!

Please, watch this trailer first, after that we can make conclude together, how crappy the Twilight is.

Just check it out!! :DDD

Lets face it! Twi-hard girls get off on vampire boyfriends who want to eat them control every move they make under the guise of unhealthy relationship and weak female characters true love, it's only fair that the gents get their own version, too!

Vampire Lesbian and Vampire Sucks are more better than the original movies. :)

As like Harry Potter said, stop with that twilight thing. While the Twi-hards still arguing which one more handsome between Jake or Edward, and me, just watching their stupid things, and laughed a lot. hahahahahaahaha...

I much prefer to watch TRUE BLOOD ever.. and I'll make arguing between Team Eric or Team Bill. its more valuable than that crappy-twilight-movies.

lolz. thoughts?

Do you think sex before marriage is okay?

hmm, lets give me few minutes to think about this.

Yeah, have as much fun as you can before you end up staying with one person for the rest of your life. I dont think sex equates to love always and I dont think I ever will.

I know it against my religion. FYI, Im not religious enough, so please no offense. :P

And why we always underestimate sex before marriage is bad? I think its not bad at all, why we don't see another cases, like many cases in household also do sex outside their marriage. I mean, many husband have affair or slept with sluts behind their wife. Well, thats wrong!! if you already have commitment with someone, you need to keep your words. So, for this matter I don't agree if people always say sex before marriage is bad, the truth is having affair if you already marriage is bad. Are you agree with me, pals?

I dont believe in soulmates. My mom and dad married. and after my dad died I didn't think my mom had ever fall in love again, but she did, many times for a jerk guys. and you can tell she loved his first hushband and she loves his boyfriend? recently, I read Paolo Coelho's book--The Witch of Portobello--that story told me its possibly if you can love two person at the same time, because love is uncountable. So, in that respect I don't see how there can be a soulmate.

I dont think people only have one love, it annoys me so much when people say, "I didnt think i was in love before until i met you"--ugh!! it so gross!! I want to throw up!!!

Hey stupid!! You are allowed to love more than one person, and you can fall out of love. Love is as real as you want to think it is.

I dont like the idea of being stuck to one person for the rest of my life, I dont say marriage is a bad way to get happiness, it would be a nice idea, and for the moment i still think It wouldnt be the end of the world if i didnt get married. I want to have kids, otherwise i cant see what else I'll do with my life. Some of people in my life chose to didnt married, and they still happy with their life. My lovely 'uncle' who I always adore with said the same thing to me, he has good opinion why he dont want married, it doesnt because he is affraid of commitment or whatever, he just has some good reasons, who I respect his reasons. and btw, Shakira--singer--also doesnt want married with his boyfriens, even their relationship already have been 11 years, wow!! she also has good reason, she said, "I want he always be my eternal lover" ARGHH SO SWEETT

to clearly my thoughts, people fall in love with whoever they fall in love with. Sex before marriage isn't bad way, keeping virginity for the right guy is the right thing to do, and somehow the right guy maybe isnt your husband. Marriage is a another way to get happiness, but it isnt my choice for at the moment, you still can fall in love without marriage or having sex with someone. Love and sex are different, but we could do this things together.

so, just feel free to fall in love!! this world would be a better if we love each other. no war. no cry. peace!!

Lets love everyone, or just someone, whatever, as long as it doesnt make your heart being hurt.

What will happen when Tim Hortons meets Starbucks?

Lyrics | Landon Pigg lyrics - Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop lyrics
labdien pals, how are you?

Kā jums klājas?

Do you like hang out to the coffee shop?

yes, i do.

have you ever meet a handsome guy in the coffee shop? yes, a lot.

Have you ever imagine to introduce yourself in front of a handsome guy in there? haha, hell yeah!

have you ever to try it? haha not yet, :P no way.

Pasti kita pernah atau sering kalau sedang ke kedai kopi melihat ada beberapa pria ganteng atau perempuan cantik. Tak jarang juga kita terkadang malu untuk mengirimkan sinyal perasaan tertarik kita. Kalau yang perempuan nanti dikiranya cewek murahan, kalau pria nanti takut diacuhkan. Tapi memiliki perasaan seperti itu sangat mengasyikan, melempar sinyal-sinyal kepada orang yang tidak kita kenal sama sekali, tapi saya sendiri belum pernah mencobanya.

Have you seen the video clip of that song? There is special moment I really want to have. Liking a stranger at the coffee shop, it must be awesome experience. Many times I had crush for strangers, but I just could watch them from millions kilometers, I haven't any confidence to express my feeling to the strangers.

This blog isn't about I met a stranger in the coffee shop. It more than that. I just try to linking my life like falling in love in the coffee shop.

Jadi ceritanya, awal Agustus nanti saya kedatangan seorang teman dari negeri Paman Sam. Dia akan belajar di kampusku. Saya sudah mengendalikan pikiran saya untuk tidak macam-macam, saya sudah belajar dari pengalaman sebelumnya, beberapa minggu yang lalu.

semoga saja saya tidak jatuh ke dalam godaan, amin.

Naah, kenapa saya mengibaratkan Tim Hortons dan Starbucks? kalau kalian tahu dari negara mana kedua kedai kopi terkenal ini berasal, pasti kalian mengerti siapa yang saya maksudkan.

ya, anda benar. pintar sekali anda dapat menebaknya. Mereka berasal dari kedua negara yang saya maksudkan. haha.. what a coincidence!!

I have a brilliant idea, what if I make them both to meet up. It could be fun. Doesnt it?

Kira-kira apa yang akan mereka bicarakan ya kalau mereka bertemu? hmm, tentang aku mungkin? ohhh noo!! Misalnya si Tim Hortons bilang "Iya, Alfi itu....blablablabla..." iya kalau yang bagus, nah kalau yang jelek-jelek?? Hancurlah sudah.

Tapi, menurut kalian, kira-kira Tim Hortons dan Starbucks lebih baik saya pertemukan atau tidak ya? Saya penasaran hasilnya seperti apa.

Too much pressure in my life, please don't act bitchy-bitchy in front of my ass.

If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.

to tell you the truth, i kinda jealousy person.

i hate saw her on the phone when talking about sexual-thing with the stranger. I wanna shouting out in front of her face by saying "YOU ARE A SLUT"

I want to screw her, but i can't, she feeds me, only that reason why i still love her, indeed.

I hate when the strangers called her phone or even texted her with naughty word. I TOTALLY HATE THEM BOTH!!!

well, in other hand, i feel sympathy with her. She has no real friends, her friends already gone since she chose her own way. She hasn't lovelives, her soul was gone.

I saw in her deepest soul, i see nothing!! her soulmate died. no one could fix it. she is already broken.

She has no love for living, she doesn't know why she have to living. maybe I am only the reason why she is still alive.

So, I can't jealous or hate what she is doing, only just doing that she finds her fun.

What should i do? i know what she is doing is wrong.

Nah, you all know whats my problems are...

i need to gotta out of here!!

Dear Dad, happy 15th anniversary of your funeral. I know you gave us pain. i miss you a lot since i lost your smile. I wish you were here tonight.

Hello, anybody loves Skins Series?

now I'm looking for fans of Skins.
Yeah, last night I just finished to watch it. 3 seasons already.

And they were so cool, and damn marveolus!!!
Ok, maybe a number of you never heard this before.
I got these DVD's from online-shop,
If you wanna have these series you could imported or buy in online shop (I checked at Glodok they have none,hahaha)
or you could download from a site (but I dunno the link)
I explain you what is Skins series tell about,
they were a Brit

ain drama teen series. for more info you could see in their site,

I found this series by accident caused I was looking for Dev Patel, and I found SKINS!! tadaaa...
after watched season 1 & 2 I had become fans of Mitch Hewer.
I typed "MITCH HEWER" at google, and i got series named "BRITANNIA HIGH"

(I'll explain you in other blog)

Then, after I watched Skins season 3, guess what? I had became fans of Luke Pasqualino. Twat! How bitch I am!

Skins made me sick of fuckin Bristol, damn!! who cares about Gossip Girl?
Oya, I wanna tell you my extraordinary experiences with Skins casts and staffs.

1.few months ago, I found Mitch Hewer by facebook (thanx God!) and he became my friend there, and he replied my messege (as i already told you at other jurnal), and when my 18th anniversary he said "Happy B'dae" by facebook.
Can you imagine? how glad i am to read that,,an actor from Britain would to answer my silly question.
Okey, maybe some of you didnt believe me, you call me a liar. but In the name of Gucci I dont lie.
Or, you'll think that a man who replied my messege didnt the real "Mitch Hewer", it could be another man.
Alfi: "Hey,i was already ask him, and he anwered that was true he is. From many account of him in fb, i believe one of that account its him.

2.Oya i found : Nick Hoult, Hannah Morray, and April Pearson, they were my friends already in fb. but they weren't answer my messege..huh lol

3.And you kno what?? yesterday i just search "Bryan Elsley" on facebook, and tadaaa...i found him. He is a writter of SKINS.
i sent him a messege, and he answered me. huaa....i cant stand for this,
and i told him that in Indonesia their series didnt launced,

I hope after I told Bryan, Skins wanna lauched in Indonesia so that fans SKins like me in Indonesia didnt difficult to get information about them.

Oya,, SKINS sesion 4 will be coming, but not soon.
You know when??

yup, in 2010...ugh,,,i cant stand on this...hurted!!