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Granted, it’s still this year , but I felt very much like the year has passed. So many things happened in this lovely year, and yeah, given that I don’t have that much of a good memory, something might’ve slipped away from my mind. I got my very own passport this year. After much struggling in the immigration office *duh* finally I could get hands upon it. So yay! I travelled abroad for the first time. And Bangkok how I miss thou. Swear to God I’m gonna visit that place one more time. Phuket? Not so much. I had lots and lotsa fun with my office mates these days, I counted those as blessings. I travelled to Sulawesi for the first time in my life. And yeaaah, I miss those people, the lovely lake, the crazy demonstration, the cute guys, inspiring friends, and so on and so forth. The project? Not so much. At last I stepped my foot on Jogja, the city of antics, and met up with one of my oldies friend. A blast from the past indeed. I got my own laptop. THAT is surely a blessing. Tha

Okay, right now I’m way over Sungkyunkwan Scandal (it’s been a pleasure to know you, thank you) and major addicted to a new drama featuring Hyun Bin and ha Ji Won, called Secret Garden. The genre is fantasy, telling us a story about body swap between male and female, and resulting in FREAKIN hilarious scenes after scenes.   Okay, the picture below is not him trying to hold a major poo, but that’s one of the scene where his body was possessed by a female AND some guy was busy searching him up and down. Hihihihi. This Hyun Bin guy (formerly I saw him in The Worlds Within, but I swear to God, I didn’t recognize that guy here.. in Secret Garden, Hyun Bin is WAY cuter) possessed a jerk but sexy characteristic. He’s taken “rich bastard” into a new level, I’m telling you. That guy could make women want to slap him hard, but in the same time, kiss him senseless. *halah* He’s that hot.. no kidding… Hahahahahaha..   Anyway, that’s not what I want to tell you about. One of the crazy facto

In Jogja, we arrived at 1pm. Walking to the so-called hotel in Sosrowijayan (not recommended by me, though, unless you absolutely have no budget for accommodation. The toilet was creepy with strange smell), then going back and forth across the Malioboro area. That area reaaaallllyyyy reminded me of Patpong-Bangkok, with so many street vendors, becak (instead of Tuk-tuk), and familiar-oldies-vibe. I dunno. Maybe that’s just me. We had lunch in Mirota Batik 3rd floor (strongly recommended) whereas the 1st and 2nd floor is the perfect place for Batik-shopping and photo-hunting. Loving it there, with the creepy statues everywhere and so-damn-polite waiters and SPLENDID food altogether. Sigh. Nice place to eat. One thing about Jogja that I immediately notice is the attitude of the people. Maybe it’s because of the Javanese tradition still very much endorsed in their life ya, so every time you bumped into someone and said, “Oops, excuse me!”, they will immediately go nodding their head a

Hearing that your flight being re-routed will never gonna be an excellent news, unless the new route involving exciting cities in some exciting countries (for example, Macau or Vegas?) So, when I get the news that I’ll be going to Semarang instead of Jogja, the prospect is not that bright since I have to take care the additional cost to travel from Semarang – Jogja. Some of my sane friends advised me not to go instead, buuuut… otuke?? The leave has been approved and the stress has been accumulated, hahaha.. so off we go with the classic theme, “No Plan is a Good Plan”. In Semarang, being road-blind as we were, the only destination stuck in my head was Simpang Lima, haven for food and souvenir (or so they say). We stood up in the Ahmad Yani airport (what a small airport, btw, with lights went off as soon as passengers leaving -_-“) waiting for taxi.. aaaand funny enough there’s no car with TAXI sign above. Weird. So what I did was, imitating what others did, which is to jump right i