Thank God I Have Parents, Not Sharents

Warning: Postingan ini berpotensi nyinyir.

Layaknya orang-orang yang berusia hampir 20 tahun, gue lengket sama internet. Ada dua kondisi di mana gue sering terlihat: dengan henpon di tangan atau laptop di pangkuan. Gue juga lumayan aktif di media sosial. Gue punya akun Twitter, Facebook, Path, Instagram, ask.fm, dan tentunya blog. Ketika gue nggak posting apapun di media sosial, gue jelalatan aja ngeliatin timeline. Di media sosial ada salah satu fenomena yang udah narik perhatian gue setahunan lebih. Fenomena sharenting.

Jadi sharent itu apa sih? Kata Wikipedia, sharent itu portmanteau (penggabungan kata) share dan parent. Jujur, istilah ini baru-baru ini aja gue temuin. Sebelumnya gue nggak pernah tau apa nama 'bener'-nya. Oke, kembali ke arti sharent. Share artinya berbagi, parent artinya orangtua. Berbagi yang dimaksud di sini adalah berbagi informasi tentang anak di media sosial. So, sharent adalah sebutan buat orangtua yang demen sebar informasi soal anaknya di media sosial - foto-foto di Facebook/Instagram/Path, postingan di blog, anekdot di Twitter, dan lain-lain.

Picture from State of Digital

Kenapa The Corrs?

Yeah, akhirnya gue nulis lagi setelah (sok) hiatus cukup lama. Well, 'hiatus' would be an exaggeration. Sebenernya cuma agak hilang motivasi untuk serius nulis sih, itu aja. Mungkin karena gue kebanyakan mikirin hal-hal yang sebenernya nggak perlu dipikirin dan kurang banyak mikirin hal-hal yang sebenernya perlu dipikirin (?). Anyway, di kursi perpustakaan kampus yang cukup nyaman ditemani sebotol gede kopi susu (iya, botolnya gede, serius deh) inilah jari gue gerak-gerak di atas badan Keith alias laptop gue cerita tentang...postingan blog ini semalem sebelumnya.

2006

"No!"

"It's how it should be."

"Don't...don't go! Stay!"

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"But...I promise I'll be good! I don't want you to go! Please, stay!"

"I have to go. I don't know when I'll come back."

"I can't take this! I want to kill myself!"

"Don't say such things! Let it go! You can't face it!"

"No! NO!"

Kitchen Light

The kitchen light's still on
And I'm staring at the ceiling
Why, this is another sleepless night
With things swimming around in my head

It's just me in bed and my earphones
Toss the Feathers is beating off my ears
This is hardly the first time
In the dark with only the kitchen glowing

Australia

This is my first post in...like, eternity. I did not even bother to post a post-final thought after another good-fought final at the US Open between Serena and Vika (oh, I just did!). I don't know, some kind of writer's block massively attacked me in the last few months. I did not even write a poem until a few days ago.

A lot of things have happened, yeah. Not all of them positive. There are some that are quite nasty, that led to my breakdown a few weeks ago. It's long gone, though. And in case those f-ing malevolent jerks read this (they can, oh I know they can!!!)--I am okay. Perfectly content, happy, safe and sound. Any effort they've made to tear me down fails miserably. Now the best thing they can do is go screw themselves up and continue on living their already pathetic life.

U-N-I-V-E-R-S-I-T-Y.

That word has been 'haunting' me for awhile as of now. Yeah, I am not a high school student anymore; I'm a high school graduate, waiting for my term at university to start.

University. It sounds a bit frightening, really. Though I have to admit I do enjoy this long holiday. I do not go to sleep until early morning (or late night, depends on how you see it--yeah, I take that one from The Ring because I watched that yesterday; pretty scary, I have to admit) and do not wake up until almost afternoon (that one I'm not really proud of). I haven't done anything too exciting so far this holiday. Except in the graduation ceremony, of course.