One writer's block

While contemplating upon my unreasonable reasons as to why the heck did I NOT watch the show, I decided to dedicate this post to my biggest and earliest boy-band infatuation everrrr, the Backstreet Boys! Gyahhhh!! I seriously shameless about BSB, hahahahaha! I collected the magz pin-up posters, collected the album (my fave especially, Black and Blue!), memorizing the whole lyric, head over heels over Brian, singing to "EVERYBODEEEEHHHH, YEAAAAH!" in the bathroom... oh dear Lord, so awesome! Too bad Kevin is not in the band anymore, cause I hate it when a boyband is not complete.Though it appears that he sometimes show up at the concert in several cities, did not know whether he showed up in Jakarta since hello... I stupidly decided not to come. Grr. Okay... where was I? Anyway, I just want to post something so shallow as one of my friend once said, "My, you're more the right side of a brain than the left, you're the Apple not the Android, you're all...

Okaiy.. here goes nothing.. FLIPPED (2010) is strongly recommended to you guys who's a bit tired of deep-mind-analysis and/or serious-case-of-special-effect kind of movie, such as Inception, Black Swan, Transformers, Twilight (pfttt!), etc. This one gathered the rating 7.5 in IMDB  and achieved 9/10 rating from yours truly. It's about a girl named July Baker, an eight grade middle schooler, who conveniently believes that one day, her neighbor Bryce Loski will kiss her. And this one is formatted as she-said-he-said type of narrative. Juli is the adventurous and interesting one. Bryce just wants to fit in at their Junior High School. Juli slowly begins to unlike Bryce and Bryce slowly begins to appreciate Juli. Will they ever meet at the same emotional place at the same time? That is the drama and story. It's super fresh despite the oldies background, and maybe it came in the right moment when things are seriously high-tech these days. Having a crush no l...

Somebody should publish this kind of booklet long before I even got enrolled in University of Indonesia. Duh! 1. If there's eventually a traffic light for passerby, please DO pay attention. It's not there for decoration purpose (only). I once got scolded for crossing the street when it's still a no-go on the traffic light. The thing is, I was so touched by the fact that he even noticed the traffic light (when many people don't). Since then, if possible, I'll wait for it to go-green before crossing the street. 2. Never run, you idiot! Not only you scared other people who's crossing the street with you, you'd also scare the car and motorbike's driver. Not to mention you may slip and fall, and God knows what could be happening next. 3. Motorbike is always winning. Plus they have this weird reflex to accelerate the speed or suddenly forgetting the brake function whenever they saw someone who's about to cross the street. Yes, I know, it sucks. But...

Prologue can be found here . Part 1 "Good afternoon to you, too, darlin'" He touched her finger that was still pointed at his chest, "Still manage to scare the day out of me, I see." She smiled. Too sweetly. "Are you trying to get us killed? Not a good day to die, you say?" She grabbed his newspaper and pretended to find anything interesting in the headline. Some creep robbed some poor bank. Some died in a car crash. "I have to admit I have no idea what you're saying, darling." He brushed off easily, "and if you'll excuse me, I have other things to attend, presumably more important than pretty lady like you." "Not so fast, Morocco." She loosen the bow of her large brimming hat, took it off and stole a quick kiss on his lips before resorting to a look called calm. He's quite taken aback, especially considering that that kiss might be a sealed deal to unknown party, confirming that he is indeed ...

This month I did the reminiscing thing, travelling back to where I were August 2010, yes, one of my favorite city, Bangkok. This time, instead of visiting temples and palaces like any sane tourist would do, I went on and on to places I know best. Shopping markets and malls. Love this second time experience. I get to try new routes, new BTS stations, new adventure to the very far places in Bangkok, the one and only.. IKEA store. Damn, I could go on and on, inspecting, trying, admiring, aah-ing and ooh-ing every lil piece of things in that store. Why oh why Indonesian Government didn't allow such store exist in this nation? Maybe it's not necessary the pieces that I love about IKEA, but the way they designed those rooms, invented those furniture, and arranged them in one spectacular shopping experience. We could try and attempt an IKEA-wannabe store at the very least, can't we? I'm having this lil excitement everytime I imagine I have my own furniture shops. My own big ...

The big question of letting go bugged my mind around these last couple of months. Some things.. are they worth to keep, or should I let them go. Think I'm pretty good of letting things go, but when inputs and comments started to coming in, I'd have to reconsider my decision.. hence the state of dilemma I've been dwelling in. Uhm, so.. not so much on progress.. but last week someone told me something, things that I would usually shrug off my shoulder, things like, "Well, you should try praying, perhaps miracle would happen.." Aww, very nice of you to say, and to think that we hardly know each other.. So yay.. big decision.. big decision.. to just f*ckin do it or to put it on hold. I'm big at making decision, which of course that's just one pretty fat lie. To tell or not to tell, that's also one big decision to come up with. It's not that I won't tell, but more like when will be the right time to deliver the lovely message. Now or the upcom...

On my last visit to Jogja (seriously this city has something captivating), I happened to visit Kraton Ngayogyakarta Hadiningrat aaaand Kraton Surakarta in one-day-trip to Solo. Both Kraton is interesting, but Jogja's has something more delicate about it. I dunno, maybe it's just me. Or maybe because by the time I visited Jogja, the city was kind of in hype for the royal wedding, hence the increasing number of activities inside Kraton. The tour guide when I visited Kraton Surakarta was paying more attention to 'soul-searching-inspiration-seeker-meditation' bunch of guys so he neglected my seemingly college kids group. I know, we're less interesting. So at every stop, they sat down and meditated. Seriously. No kidding. Geez. At first, it was interesting, but soon after that I found it so freakin boring waiting for 'em so we browsed the Kraton by ourselves, that's why we missed most of the story-telling from the guide. And maybe that's why I think the...