Bonjour :) It is funny how i actually have my draft for this post deleted in a blink of an eye because i feel like i found something missing, which i do not even acknowledge what was it. But, my best guess is honesty. I was missing the honesty in that draft i just deleted. Now, i feel at ease in my mind...
It's already past midnight, so. (revised: i am in this fast food chain in the heart of jakarta. alone. contemplating what time should i go home.) (2nd revision: i went home at 9 pm) Writing is, honestly, my personal way to heal some unhealthy and messy mind. Sometimes, it would come to the point where i need to take a pill (it's paramex...
Bonsoir! Still from my stay in Japan (don't ever think i'd get bored talking about this) but, i believe that i have not yet told you here about my short new year's getaway to Hiroshima. Yes, that A-bomb city. But, in this post, i would like to tell you my story through some pictures i took while i was there. As this reminiscing feeling...
Sorry For once. Twice.. Thrice... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yes, i failed. And i can't remember how many times. The taste of failure is no longer strange to me. "To succeed and to failed is just a phase of life." That's what i keep telling myself whenever i feel like life just doesn't do me justice. One thing i used to do wrong is i blamed...
earth's work of art be needing no canvas to paint on. Today, in this snowy city of Kyoto, i would like to talk about something that is intangible yet most of use still wish for its existence to come. Yes. Luck. "Mod, u're so lucky! how come?" This very sentence sounds no foreign to me. I used to feel just fine hearing all...