November. For the past two years, I eagerly waited for the arrival of November. It marks the start of festivities. It draws an end to another hectic yet fulfilling academic year. It means going home. It means seeing Mommy, Daddy, Noona, Wawa and Zuzu (and everyone else at Jakarta). It used to symbolize that I…… Continue reading Hello November

All good things must come to an end.. Apple Music has brought so much joy in the past three months that at a point in time, I truly forgot that the free trial session will end eventually. So it did last night and I can’t fully conceal how upset I actually am right now. No more…… Continue reading Apple Music

Dear Drw, Hello from the other side I must’ve called a thousand times to tell you I am sorry for everything that I’ve done But when I call you never seem to be home Hello from the outside At least I can say that I’ve tried to tell you I’m sorry, for breaking your heart But…… Continue reading Hello

…and one day when you randomly pop by, I will be enveloped in numbness and an absence of feeling so deep that the bottom will be lost from the view. (Haruki Murakami) 6 months and counting.

Oh, Buzzfeed. What do you know about me? If fifty different shades of grey exist, maybe there are at least fifty different shades of introversion as well. At least I got two! While the result of Buzzfeed’s quiz may not be the most reliable source ever, it was still a good fun reading it! “You…… Continue reading 50 shades of introversion?

Truthfully, the constant stream of rejections one after another do deflate my spirit, in spite of my attempt to brush aside the pang of disappointment  and remain optimistic. But God has a perfect timing; never early, never late. It takes a little patience and a lot of faith. But it is always worth the wait. …… Continue reading God’s Timing

Can’t blame a girl for wanting to be independent, can you? A lot of interesting conversations happened on Saturday, yesterday was no exception. The project related discussion went off tangent rapidly and soon, I found myself in love related conversation instead. “Yes, you are too independent.” Honestly, I wasn’t even taken aback anymore. To me, it…… Continue reading Miss Independent