Le Journale

After reading Macbeth story from the masterpiece of drama in Elizabeth period, William Shakespeare, I honestly can say that women can be as poisonous as venom for men's lives. You can see how cruel Lady Macbeth in polluting Macbeth's mind which used to be as plain as milk of human kindness. Macbeth was a nice man until he met the three witches and got good prophecies about his future. He would be the Thane of Cawdor and also be the King of Scotland, the prophecies said. He was in despair at that time whether to throw away the plan that Lady Macbeth told him or regret it because he misses the chance to get the throne. After all, in the end both Macbeth and his lady were dead and the order of the throne for Scotland is restored. Since it is a tragic story, which Shakespeare made this story in his second period when it was called as his depressed time ever, so do not expect it will end in happy-ending. But we can learn something in between. There must be something that we can

Remember listening to Aditya Sofyan's song, After The Rain, whenever it is raining here. Recalling our good times together is what I love to do recently. It is an easy job to do, though. Chloe was in the middle of her way to go back home from school when those thoughts came up through her mind. I probably should really move on and start a new life with a new guy.  she muttered when her umbrella crashed another one which passed her way. Chloe cursed the one-way street to reach her house. How the street only fit a motorcycle and one person to walk is beyond her imagination. Even she couldn't help when she passed this street, like what was on her mind actually?. That incident made her uniform wet. She then stopped her walks and looked to anyone under the umbrella. "Can you not hitting my umbrella...?" Chloe said that in silent tone but she tried to make it more mature so she slowed down the voice. She always loved the nature sounds after the rain especially when

This is only some thoughts about life from me. Who am I actually? Nobody knows me, even my family. So instead of dwelling the true meaning of our existence, why don't we just make one meaningful moment to build ourselves within gradually until we really know who we really are? First thoughts about life is when people will do everything if it is about winning one's heart. Can you understand why people hurt themselves if it is about sacrificing for love? Is love mistaken of a couple breaking up after spending years together? I always think that it is born in ourselves right before the mother gave birth to all of us. We cried a lot, right? Is it probably a sign that life ahead would be like a black hole encapsulating mysteries which could be filled by joy, hatred, sadness and even excruciating pain? Even God has told us right before we were born to the world, the exact dates about; the death, mate, and our fortune, so what?  That is probably why we cried, because we kno