Did i have that interview at a local TV station. Yes I did despite this blog almost forgotten. I got problem how to log in, my acount must have been expired.
Now i am ready to blog again. Successfully retrieved.
Prepare for more laid back (not anymore I am a part time instructor now and it feels like it is (really it is) a full time job. Though I miss my college life but i can't afford the "getting older" lifestyle.
but still i dont miss the chance to bond with younger kids. The alternative is still my home. (Alternative is a student publication here in my institution, where I learned more than half of what i am today, it is the place where arts discovered me (or i discovered arts).
When i was young, growing up in the mountains, and never saw a city, my population is with bugs and weird insects. And the weird i am as a kid i hide from playmates and find my niche under the roots that embrace my imaginations. Rhinoceros beetles (as i discover its name in a book later in library life) from midnight catch were my friends. Each of them i gave names and by smell can identify their moods. Well i discovered sex through them when i included the female specie in their box. Male beetles would stag and wrestle each other and the champ get the chance to fuck the female. The penis looks like a "watusi".
more than 10 years after i discovered that that scene is possible with the help of beer.
Going back, and i want to refer to people who live in the city. Have you encountered a giant praying montis? or a giant walking stick? or a giant grass hopper?
praying mantis actually can devour each other. the first nature murder i witnessed was when my giant praying montis ate the head of another mantis. a giant walking stick flipped in a book, i attempted to free the thing, only to be eaten by a hen i really hate. That hen got its feather look like bullets in fur and i didnt like its unique appearance. A grasshopper so lengthy its feet outsize my arms.
I have been admiring the soldier beetle, until now if i see one, i feel like an excited little boy. We went down a cliff where usually people living in the mountainside throw their trash (I thought back then that throwing trash in the mountain is ok because it attracts my favorite bug). banana peelings usually are full of soldier beetle. so we retrieve all banana peeling from the dumpsite and got our parents scolding at us.
At night we enter our room to sleep. I would sneak out of my room and go outside for a cold and peaceful moth view near a lamp post.
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