train trip

My last trip back home to Bandung before I get transferred. It was.. quite as always, the scenery out there remained same and the smell of the old steel mixed with the diesel petrol was also same. But me changed. I don't know what exactly it is.. But I know I've changed, a lottttttttttt!!

Hair treatment-obsessed!

Damn!! I was so obsessed with hair treatment. I forget when and how it's all started. I just remember how I regret after I bought those products which later I don't use anymore because I'm bored with them.

However, there is just one thing I really need right now: shampoo with less detergent!! Because, I read somewhere, detergent is bad for hairs. It can dry hairs up.

I want that badlyyyy!! Where can I get such products???!! 

FOR MY ADVENTUROUS PHILOSOPHY

I haven't read this book, I planned it to read this book when I reach that island and when I need an inspiration to survive. *sigh* Ok, this book is about a grumpy American journalist Eric Weinerquest to find the happiest place in the world, he traveled the world to look for the happiest country on the planet. His starting point is the modish new academic field of "subjective well-being" and the World Database of Happiness run by Rotterdam professor Ruut Veenhoven, and that's all I know for now.

PHOTO BOOTH

So we got the the photo booth back on the trend!! Really, it reminded me to my senior high days where mobile phone haven't invade our world. Admit it, when you were in high school, there were three things u did after school: book store, movies, photo booth.. *miss those days.

     

smile after terror

I'm the lady in pink! Mwuahahaa..

So, this was a pict that my friend took in front of "The Lady" poster on XXI Ciwalk. We really had fun that day, we went window shopping and real shopping :)))

Awwhh, my cute green nails.

COMFORT WEB

I spun my comfort web.

From the very dulcet wisp to a strong bundle.

I spun my comfort web.

To shield my glass-made heart, and cushioning my stubborn feelings.

I spun my comfort web.

And I got tangled in between strings.

Got choked on my ephemeral reality.

How would I be? Untangle me! 

 

view from 20th floor

A view from my office's window, definitely gonna miss this.

Routine is: those simple and petty things we take for granted in our daily life. But, at some point, they will be so precious when we realize we will not be able to have chance to cherish them more.
Suddenly, those petty little stuff we ignore will become privileges. They will turn big. And when you cannot have an access to them, they will make a huge hole in your heart.
Gosh! I've never imagined before that someday I will miss this gray vast and polluted sky of Jakarta.