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It's been 5 weeks now and a contestant was sent home tonight, so there are only 7 dreamers left in the competition. I think this is the worst season of Indonesian Idol ever. I haven't found a favorite yet.

It's funny how life plays its game. Just few weeks back, a friend was at the happiest moment of her life, but now she's back to the sadness she used to have. Just few weeks ago, I was so happy for her and I wish I had such kind of happiness, but now she has lost it. I cried for her, but then when I was thinking of how unpredictable life can be, I hope that someday very soon she will be happy again. She deserves to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy. I do deserve to be happy.

It's not Monday and Thursday just passed 2 days ago, but I felt like taking some self-portraits this evening.

I heard some noise.

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Ella asked me to go to a karaoke with her, Ochie, Siti and Ochie's boyfriend. I told her I wasn't going. Ella then suggested me  to get my haircut as it's been too long for someone as short as me. Yeah, I know I am short, but I like my hair long and it's the longest hair I've ever had in my life.

If I got my haircut, it will grow and it will be long again eventually, but it takes time. So yeah. I don't mind if some people say that I'm too short for my hair, or my hair is too long for me. I just don't care. As much as I don't care if I were too old for someone, or someone were too young for me.

There's really no definite definition. Everything is relative, especially opinions when they aren't even asked.