Outburst!

Salut! La grande vieille dame What comes across your mind if you hear someone speaks French? For some, it's the sexy, romantic language of love. For others, it might be that rapid gibberish language with super inefficient orthography. Well the first opinion prevails in my country Indonesia. But this might rather be influenced by prevailing opinion imported from the West, as I doubt that many Indonesians who support this view could point out things associated with France other than Paris and the Eiffel Tower! Nevertheless the language is relatively popular here, especially among the younger generation. Aside from its unofficial status as the language of love, many consider the alien nasal sounds as 'sexy'. Unfortunately, while many Indonesians nowadays take basic French course offline and online, most quit after some time, as the Romance grammar is not something very pleasant to deal with when you're already struggling with English. Well, maybe that's

Hi! Around five years ago, a good friend of mine suggested me to write down a blog. He said that I was very good at describing things (thanks mate!). I said yes but I was simply too lazy to do it. Fast forward to the present, I'm finally having some time and courage to realize the noble dream. Somehow, I recalled that some time before my friend's advice, I previously had written some sort of badly managed mental outbursts years ago. After trying a bit harder to remember the address, BOOM I found this place! 💥💥💥 Man, it's been TEN FUCKING YEARS have passed since my first post (and the second, which was also the last if you don't mind)! It's funny to reread my old posts. Turns out I didn't really write stuff, it's more of me taking huge chunk of Wikipedia article to the blog, before putting my short comment and then asking random people's opinion on the subject 😅. I know that was a bit absurd, but the two subjects about which I borrowed Wiki'