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What do I do during Election Day

Yesterday I was babbling bout a guy whom I relate to Dylan. I have to take down the post, before anything else happen. To avoid misunderstanding or overthinking. So I better swallow it to my wall.

Today, Indonesia is having their so-called democratic party. Election Day! The day that will determine the fate of this nation for the next five years. Do I vote? Nope. I -unwillingly- have to stay at home, reading, playing Hay Day, or watching Netflix. All three take turns to keep me accompany.

I can’t vote because of the system. The system that will assure every one of civilian will have their right to vote. A month ago I was struggling with my illness, walk under the heat of the sun, just to get a piece of paper that will allow me to vote. Which I fail. But I can still pray anyway.

So I decided to appear like an ignorant. Not talking about anything on quick count and start babbling about moving to Narnia instead. Which is fun, by the way. I should get a wardrobe similar to theirs.

I took a nap at eleven thirty, and wake up at two p.m. I had a really good nap, during this election day. Thanks to Mr President.

I eat from delivery service, bought my self two pcs of chicken, (fast food, because.. you know.. thats the easiest thing to consume when you bored to death), one for lunch and one for dinner. So messed up that I forgot to buy onion so I can’t cook, and too lazy to go out.

And apparently, that’s all of it. I only take one three steps out the door to grab my delivered food, and three steps back in. Other than that, I barely touched the Sun.

In conclusion, this election day happens to be MY Independence Day. And I freakin love it!


Bogor, April 17th
Prepare your self to the mass babbling about same thing after election: End Game. It won’t end that easy, pal!


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