Losing you it’s sucks!

That’s it and that’s all!

 

With all the memories,

Me

The Rain

rain drop

When I found out that I have 16 days off until I start my new job in new company, I was so happy.

Unfortunately, after a week, boredom’s perceived. I don’t know what I supposed to do. However, when my “free time” about to end, I just realized about how precious my time is. I thought I’m just going to waste my precious time if I keep thinking instead of making something new, for myself, for my own good.

Then I start writing, about random things.

Writing is my biggest weakness, I’m not good at it. But I’m trying, against my weakness. This is what I call, resolution.

Rain keep falling since last night and I enjoyed it every single second.
When most of my friends complained about the crazy traffic due to the rain, I can just sat in the terrace, sipping hot tea.
I feel lucky, I’m blessed. I love my life. I love my self.

Rain helps me to think there are a lot of things I can do here at home. Studying for exams, writing about random things, cooking, etc.
The rain has taught me how beautiful our life is, if you know how to savor it.

One Year Has Passed

Time has flown, but the memories remains. Last year, 7-10 January I went to Singapore to meet someone special for “farewell meeting”. Someone I used to call, Birdie.

In the first day I arrive in Singapore, I was supposed to meet him in Lavender MRT Station at 1 pm, but then I arrived around 2 pm.
When I first saw his face, he looks very tired and a bit pale (his skin is pale, so is even worse).

Warm hug coming my way, then he whispered “I came too early, I’m already here since 12:30. Good to see you, I thought you’re not coming.”
I was so happy to hear that and to finally able to see and touch him.

Last time we met was in Malaysia, 1.5 months ago. As a friend, as a travel mate. But then, he turn into someone special, I really can’t wait to see him again. I know he misses me, I can feel it. I had the same feeling, I miss him so much.

I’m not going to put detail story about what happened in Singapore at that time.
It was lovely, the best time we had. He’s about to leave me to continue his journey to travel around the world.

He never promise to keep in touch with me. But he did it.
With a simple message “I’m just arrived in………, I’m good here. How are you Birdie?”. Constantly. He never changed, he still the same person I met a year ago. He’s cold, taciturn, he talk when he thinks he need to talk, he’s a very simple person.

I wrote this note, to remember that I had someone special in the past. And we’ve been through hard time together.

Story goes….until I gave up. I’m not strong enough, I’m weak, even though he keep encouraging me “You can do it OB (re: Orange Bird), we’re strong birds. This is worth a try. We will meet again, soon.”

Deep in my heart, I really want to be strong, I really want to see my little bird, but I hate to wait. I can’t wait longer.

I miss him so much! I miss my Yellow Bird. Today, there’s no more story about Two Little Birds.
But, I still remember you, remember our good old time.
Take care Birdie. I’m sorry :-*

Buongiorno!

Me and my little sleep buddy

I got this little sleep buddy named “YB” from someone who still own a special place in my heart. To be exact : Tuesday Morning, January 10th, 2012 – 5:50 am in Singapore.

Quit Smoking

I could not remember when the first time I started smoking cigarette. The only thing I remember, I was able to finish one pack of cigarette in a day. What a great achievement for me.

this is me

Lot of friends asked me “Why do you quit smoking?”. Most of them assumed it’s because of health issues. We are all aware about the adverse effect of smoking cigarette. It is really cliché if I say, I want to live longer. My reasons are, “I want it” and “I want to do it, now”.

I finally quit smoking on 17 August 2011. It was the day of Indonesian Independence, which is now, also My Independence Day. Since then, I have been smoke-free and never plan to smoke again. I’m not saying it is easy or hard, you just have to try or not.

The topic “Quit Smoking” as my first post, doesn’t mean I contend against smokers or saying that I’m healthier than they are. Besides, who is able to determine another person’s life, accurately? Let it remains a mystery.

I could say that this is a lil-celebration for my achievement by quit smoking or at least I finally do something on Easter Holidays instead of continuing my hobby to sleep more than 12 hours a day.

Here is a glimpse of The Reasons Why Most of Indonesians-including-me-are-Smokers :

1. Easy to get equals easy to find
Come visit my country, you’ll see!

2. It’s Cheap
When I say it’s cheap, I mean it’s really cheap. You can get a pack of local cigarette – 1 pack = 12-16 cigarettes-in Indonesia for less than 1 Euro or 1.5 Singapore dollar. I used to smoke non-local-cigarettes, Dunhill Lights Menthol. But it’s still cheap! It costs less than 2 Sing Dollar / 1.2 Euros per pack.

3. It’s Legal
If it’s legal for the European by kissing in public, well Indonesia unfortunately is the “Paradise” for smokers. There’s no minimum age to buy a cigarettes. I could say that the government need to be more serious in reducing the number of smokers. Good luck Indonesian Government! 😉

4. Fancy Pack
You won’t find so-called-warning-label on cigarette packs, which tends to be creepy and overestimated. Our “neighbor” started using this warning labels a couple of years ago. Fancy package makes you feel safe though.

5. Tasty and Smells Good
Who doesn’t know that Indonesia is the world’s top producer of clove cigarette? *smug*. Tastes good and smells better.

If we look at those temptation that Indonesia could offer, quit smoking is a “huge achievement” for me as an Indonesian citizen. Nothing has changed after I quit, except my breath is no longer smells like an ashtray.