the man who steps into Australia

Prologue

My life story

I

Life is no luck that happened every-day but sometimes we just had to go through it. Everyone who are still setting their foot upon this ground or has been buried in it, whether they're common or recognizable folks must've had gone through a rough day both in their youth and in the present for those who are still alive now. Some, who believes that God destined our life to be like this meant for ocould simply live up to those but others led to problems that drove people's sanity away after their life has been ruined until they chose to take their own life for good just like the tragic story of the amrican actor, Jonathan Bradis, only a few people like me recognized him now as the character who portrayed the first "Stuttering Bill" Denbrough in the 1990 miniseries Stephen King's It during his young age but as time passed by as his fame and fortune began to decline overtime as he had not been put into any major tv show and/or movie, eventually he  his sanity, left to drunk, until November 12th of 2003, the same year when I was born, he decided to take his own life by hanging himself up in the hallway of his apartment building.

Sometimes being part of it can be a bit of a challenge to live with when you had most of your cousin  ...was I so complaining about by the way?
Being underestimate by most of my cousin in my mother's family first of all since every one of them was having so much time living the dream of being
Let's start with my parents  or as I liked to call it as an 'endless dread country' and that came out of my senses just as I started realizing things that are actually happening in the world and not some that were based on my fucking imagination at the age of 9 after I've been spending all my life in the afternoon, either walking out of the school gate after the class was dismissed every afternoon or run when I had a chasing game with my friend.... had to spend every moment as the dying heat waving through my skin till my skin is literally burning like roasted chicken or barbeque.

II

My parents, on the other hand, would never seem to acknowledge my com-plain just as my friends were and would commonly said straight over and over again that I was simply being overreacted about it but I'm not and that's another problem that I had with my parents, is that we don't un-derstood or except each other ...  I know that those two don't relate to each other but I was able to get the full story out of it from my mother once I achieved full speech synthesis around the age of 4 and the story goes back when she was studying at the Singaporean university where she met my dad afterwards and she mentioned that the funny thing about how they met for the first time was when she was ask to do sex with him for a bluff but they did do it regardless-when she told me this, she also told me to keep it as a secret for only both of us should know since she didn't want my dad to know that she had just told their child about parental sexuality and to be honest, this was the first time I learn to keep a secret. Because I'm still a toddler so I didn't know what sex is and when I asked her about it, instead of telling me what it is, she told me to just forget about her ever saying that while firmly advised me not to go look for it by any means necessary so I obeyed and when she continues on to where my dad proposed her to marry and live in Indonesia, she accepted it and years after their marriage has gone well, they recently had me at the .

III

Since we're all a bunch of English speaking family, (including my dad who just so admired it more than his own international language) we rarely spoke in Indonesia at home, which I find it very easy because the language kinda flew into me since I was born before I started watching Spongebob on Nickelodeon. But things took a different turn, the bad one, in kindergarten where I find myself in a struggle situation to associate with other students since almost all of them spoke in Indonesia even till the point where my teacher insisted on giving me 2 hours extra credit. But nonetheless, I would still get a very minimum grades but at least then, my mom was already planning to transfer me into one of the best public school around,  right after I'd passed kindergarten.

IV

First time schooling in there and I could already feel like I was actually going into heaven school, not just by its popularity, nor the elegant white wall on the outside and inside of the school, but because every students actually speak  but being exciting and all at first, however, there are some of my friends -- mostly my best friends -- whose English were a bit rusty at the point where they started adding some Indonesia accent into it, making me .....

V

But on the bright side though, there's one who was more different than any of them, a girl who never goes out anywhere without her.....and just so happened to be one of the few Asian descendant students apparently named Maderine Lee Praise, "so .... and she's a Christian just like me meanwhile several of my closest friends were partially Muslims or Buddhist. The downside of it was that most kids likely gave a crab about us, thinking that we're the school modern couple just because they saw us hanging out with each other more often as a friend may I presume.

'For fuck sake' I thought when they even started mixing our names and wrote it down on the whiteboard just so the teacher could see it too (but they never laughed about it). I vividly recalled 'Kylerine' and even the longest one such as 'Maderine Kylee Prainderson'  that last one wasn't even the best one that they pronounced by the way so for the next 6 months after getting used to their teasing until they