The Rollercoaster of Life, Part 5

It’s 6:39 PM here. I just had my dinner, yummy. So, what kind of topic I will share today? Oh yeah. I just bought a new notebook cooler. Continuing from my Twitter page about the spoiler:

Currently writing a new post now for my blog. Gonna spoiler a bit about it — It all began with my notebook cooler that I just bought today. When I wanted to replace my old notebook cooler with the new one, a hard feeling came from my mind. The old notebook was from… my brother. Plus, it has accompanied me… (and my laptop ofc) for 2 years. I couldn’t recycle it easily. I just couldn’t. But it is only… an object. Logically, if I can’t recycle an object bcoz it has accompanied me for JUST 2 years, how can I ‘recycle’ humans and memories? #endofspoiler

That’s the intro. Let’s begin… Part 5.

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THE ROLLERCOASTER OF LIFE, PART 5

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A simple thing, right? Yeah. Really really simple, today I bought a brand new notebook cooler, and I wanted to replace it — and recycle the old one. But suddenly I had a feeling that held me from recycling it. Like I have said before, it has accompanied me for 2 years and I felt so hard to threw it away. I have too much love… from it — from the object… and the giver, my brother.

Logically, if I can’t recycle an object bcoz it has accompanied me for JUST 2 years, how can I ‘recycle’ humans and memories?

Nice question. I’ll give an example like… friends. If you are at Senior High School and have friends since 3 years ago — when graduation, you’ll feel… sad because you may not meet them again in the future. Maybe you’ll meet them again once when you both have succeeded in real life — have a family, etc.

Let’s make it more… specific. Best friends — or maybe… your parents, or your brothers/sisters. Personal experience in 2007, when I traveled to Europe for 10 days — during the departure, I almost cried when I hugged my father and my brother. They are really meaningful for me.

MORE! MORE SPECIFIC! *I hate this topic very much, but I must go on* Yes, I’m sure you have someone you really love (and still alive) in this life. Let me ask you again:

[…] how can I ‘recycle’ humans and memories?

That’s all for Part 5! Maybe… yeah. A sharing again. Conclusion from all things above — you can’t recycle/’recycle’ something/someone that you have loved easily.

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