LOVE IS AN ASSASIN

Phew... though one. Jakarta school finally gave an 'easy yet tricky' homework last Sunday. Remember when I told you about my day last Sunday? Another 'comeback' to the Indonesian English debating world. And I forgot to mention, a task from Jakarta School. "Please write down one page of your interpretation about 'love' and 'democracy'. You should create a concrete description of something absurd". Whoa... to concrete someting that totally absurd. This is not the first thing I have a thought in my mind about the absurdity of love, I once in a state that I thought I know much about love, but I was wrong. Love is waaaayyyy to complicated, love is not simple. LOVE IS F*CKING ABSURD, that is the most logical opinion about love that clinging in my mind right now. People said that love is a salvation, yet there are a lot of people commited suicide because of love. Love can make you liberated, yet there are lot of people prisonized by love. People say love will save the day, yet a lot of people victimized by love. A lot of people said 'I love you' to another person but cheating to other person the next week. A husband hit his own wife. A mother killed her own baby. If love really exist, so where's the love? I mean... it's my right as a modern person, I have the right of "free thinking" a.k.a 'kebebasan berpikir'. I think, therefore I am. And now I'm thingking how weird and mysterious love is, o yea.. not forget to mention; dangerous. Deadly. Love is an assasin...

I do have a lot of doubt about love in my life, I doubt love like I often doubt myself. I used to believe love in the first sight but I was wrong. I used to believe that I have found my soulmate but I was sadly mistaken. I used to have faith sooo much in love, but now I'm doubting it. I believe I'm not the only one who ever had bad experience in love, there are millions bizillion human being out there who ever experienced bad things in love, but who can blame love? I do. I blame love. Love is a stupid thing. Love is a Cinderella Story, ends happily ever after without any sequel in our mind, but not in a real world. We dont know whether the sequel would become "Cinderella's Divorce" or "Cinderella Get Bored" or "Cinderella Don't Love Prince Charming Anymore Because Prince Charming Get Bald and Fat".

I only believe in two kinds of love; from God and from my parents. However, a little thing called 'faith' still exist. Even if it's little, but it's strong. And deep down inside I'm hoping that this little faith in love that dwells whitin me can survive this hard days I'm going through. See, I've told ya' that love is such an absurd, unexplainable, undevinable, unreliable *and others 'un-able' stuff* form of feeling that was born whitin us as a human being. Now I don't understand myself. I'm just getting sick with love but on the contrary I whish I still had that 'thing'. Now I'm being absract... asurd.

I'll let you know when my homework is finished, I'll post it here. Wish me luck.