Inspiration

Hujan di Mimpi

Semesta bicara tanpa bersuara

Semesta ia kadang buta aksara

Sepi itu indah, percayalah

Membisu itu anugerah

Seperti hadirmu di kala gempa

Jujur dan tanpa bersandiwara

Teduhnya seperti hujan di mimpi

Berdua kita berlari

Semesta bergulir tak kenal aral

Seperti langkah-langkah menuju kaki langit

Seperti genangan akankah bertahan

Atau perlahan menjadi lautan

Seperti hadirmu di kala gempa

Jujur dan tanpa bersandiwara

Teduhnya seperti hujan di mimpi

Berdua kita berlari

We will.

"The higher that I climb, the deeper I fall down"


Guess what,
people can knock you down.
You can build multiple stories and they're gonna knock you down.
And you will build it again.
Piece by piece.

You have failed, but you will always try again. Won't you?
We've got a lot of time a head of us.
We're gonna soar higher next time.
Cause now, you have flown higher than before.

We're gonna soar higher.
Higher.

We're gonna see even more beautiful scenery next time.
I promise you, we will.

Higher.
I promise you,
We will.

And next time, we're giving change a chance. 

Again Like Old Times

This time, my impulsive behavior jolts at T-12hrs. After a gruesome meeting, gastric-acid throw up from stress, I decided to follow my heart and went to Bandung, again. This time, since I was too lazy to even book a travel, I asked my folks to use their car. With a green light in car, I used my mom's car, picking the car up at my bro's. Since, I am not allowed to drive alone, a ha! Bagus to the rescue! He was going to Bandung with her girlfriend, Henny. So I just asked them to tag along.

Arriving at Bandung around 1pm. Straight to drop off Henny at campus. Oh and how smelling and feeling the breezing air at my old campus feels so great. Tony was at the campus too. After waiting for others to come, I was sooo hungry so we decided to grab lunch at Toko You. Being the only girl in the hangouts, just like old times.

Then going back to campus, I took out my guitar, and jammed some music with Tony, Bagus, Ilham and the others. Oh how it feels like old times. Then after my girls, Nadia and Laras arrived, we went to Roti Gempol. Ate PB & Js in the afternoon, with the thin rain falling and cool air breezing. Oh how lovely Bandung feels.

Then some alumni night at the campus. Then revisiting old studio where we did our final project. Then... GAME NIGHT! Tony brought Citadel. We played at a place called Hartwood. I like how air breezes so swiftly, chilly, yet still comfy. I won 4th place. At first, Bagus and Ilham asked me to "join" their coallition, but then, Tony, being the smart one, told me that their coalition do nothing but losing to me. So, I  just play for myself, with the help of Tony, of course! I still want to win.
We played until late. Then off we go home.

Sunday morning, perfect time for breakfast at Warung Kopi Purnama. Their Milk-tea really gave me sweet tooth. Then, this is my favorite part: hanging out at campus park. With my guitar with me, I just strum it, while talking with the girls. I went home after grabbing lunch, and a long way home with Bagus accompanied with a nice long chat, again like old times.

Question Mark

what's the point of any relationship?