Non Arrivederci Roma

You know what idea I had while visiting Fontana di Trevi?

I came back to Rome, riding on a Vespa, enjoying cheap gelato, have pizza margarita lunch, saying grazie and scusi everywhere I go, and doing it all with you.

Everything reminded me of you what can I do?

Citta de Vaticano

London, I knew you so well. One night is not enough, at all! I've had great times with you, and we'll have so much fun next time. There will always be next time for us, I promise.
Paris, I love you. You are so amazing. You are so beautiful and so much fun. You are grande! I wish a much longer time to stay, there are still so many places I wanna see. You never disappoint. And please don't.
Amsterdam, you are the epitome of home to me. You feel so familiar and I like how people treat Indonesians like me. Thank you so much for being a home in a place ten thousand miles away.
Germany, thank God I learned Deutsch for 3 years. Thank God you have one of the most beautiful races in the world. Thank God you're so clean and discipline. God bless your charged toilets. Danke.
Switzerland, you are so peaceful. You are so charming and beautiful. You are so sweet, you have the best chocolates and candies in the world. Keep being amazing. I'll see you soon but maybe not the Alps. I can't stand the cold.
Milano, how do you manage to have so many beautiful, stylish people? Where did you get them all from? Insanely full of living mannequins! And how do you manage to keep me seeing things that remind me of the most memorable Italian so far? I saw via Torino, via Carlo Cattaneo everywhere, like each time I turned my head to see a street sign.... I hate you. Oh no Milano, ti amo!
Venezia, you are so amazing, just you know. You are, and you must know it. But I cried the day I came to you, amore mio. Why is that? Well, at least I learned that promises are made by happy people who were just overwhelmed and thus ready to make any promises. And yet, promises are made to be broken, so don't set your hopes too high. Thank you for making me learn this. Grazie mille.
Roma, I don't get why people are more into Paris than you. Truth is, you are far more interesting. Full stop.
Vatican, you chose the right artist. Michaelangelo is perfect. The art, the architecture is classic but timeless, et c'est ci parfait!

Everything is clearer when you're in love

"It's too much of an important day to think of my birthday - it's all about being there for mum and remembering dad. I try not to think, 'What if?' But it gets hard for me to imagine what life would have been like if he had lived. I just think it's sad that I've never been able to enjoy an adult relationship (with my dad) like I had with my mum and my friends. But I try not to beat my head against the wall asking what could have been. People think I was too young to remember him but there are lots of things I remember about my dad, like him teaching me how to swim, how to use a knife and fork and him rolling up his cigarettes. I remember him telling me about England and promising he'd take me to (his hometown of) Liverpool. But he never did."

Sean Lennon

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN

It feels like nothing it ever felt before

"True friends are like diamonds; bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style." --Nicole Richie

So many friends have left, but this one is the worst. I don't know why, but I guess this is what happens when it comes to your best friend of 6 years and still counting. It's just somehow worse and harder than it's always been. I was sitting alone in my lodge and suddenly this thought came to me: hey,when is this gurl leaving? ooh please, I'd better find out, before suddenly the phone rings and the voice over there saying, "Hey, wazzup? I'm leaving tonight."

Dear friend,

I know I've been a terrible friend for you, but I just wanna let you know, that you're my best. I know I've been ignoring you for some very, very stupid reasons--reasons that you don't deserve, because they're really not worth it. If I were you and I have a friend like me, I'd probably leave her. But you didn't, and that's the most amazing part of you. You didn't just give up on me, no matter how annoying and disappointing I am as a friend.

A little newsflash: I still remember the day we first met; before we were friends and all that. I still remember the way you look that day, at the school mosque. It's amazing how it happened 6 years ago and I never forget, while I tend to keep forgetting things I just heard yesterday. I don't know how I could remember it very clearly, but I wanna let my kids and grandchildren know about this.

I'm still questioning everything, like, why Japan? Why really, why?

But I know you love Japan. And I'm sure you'll love it there. I'm sure you'll have an amazing life waiting for you over there. I'm sure you'll get all the better and all that you deserve; because you deserve the best. I'm sure you'll have amazing friends, amazing experiences, amazing uni... just like I do.

I'm gonna miss your calls so badly. I'm gonna miss your stories, your jokes, your laughs... hopefully I'm still gonna remember your laugh 4 years from now. Hopefully we'd still speak the same languange then, or laugh as hard as we can do today. Hopefully, in the future, I'll see you as we're both on top of the world.

Be good in Japan. Take care of everything. Spend your money wisely as everything is so expensive there. Right, I started to sound like your mom. But really, just don't suck at keeping old friends. Always remember that back home, you'd still got your family, and I'm not going anywhere for the next 4 years, just in case you need a friend and share your cool experiences in Japan :p

I wish you all the best luck in the world. I wish you a much better life. I miss you already.

"...no matter how far we are, we are still under the same sky"

your super extra cool friend for 6 years (and still counting)

Before it all goes to waste, I wanna remember it all

Greetings!

If you ask me how I am, I'm very well, thanks. If you want an update, here's the short one. I'd like to share (in fact, I'd LOVE to. you know I love that kind of activity) but I just wanna say, I've had some of the best moments of the year in the last 20 days, and that's fast. New experiences, nostalgia, new friends, all the sadness and laughs and tears shared with new people, all the secret crushes... everything is so full packed! Just in case you insists to know why, here's some hints:

OBM mates

The girls of voeging: Puspa, Dea, moi et Bela in Bogor

Fingers crossed for all the good things to never end. But if it will, I'll just be thankful it happened and that means it was good.

regards,

your editor in chief

I worry the most about myself when I can’t write a damn single thing.

Because mostly what it means is that I’ve lost all feeling in everything.

source

My thoughts are so offensive it needs rehab

I feel so dope. Dope, dope, dope and emo. I'm listening to Damien Rice just to calm myself down in this cold night. I feel so dope because I get scared a lot. Because I have so much fear in me, it's crazy. I have so much fears that's been ruling my life. I still can't believe of things like "You can't make everyone happy" because I still try to. I can't just write down whatever it is I'm feeling like writing, very unlike this friend of mine. I still believe that we can't just dance like no one's watching, because I know people watch, I know people judge, and it's scary how people do it. Haters gonna hate, and I don't know if anyone ever bother hating me, but I know they'd judge. That's the only thing I know. And many times, people judge way too fast, they judge things they don't really know, they judge things without even bother looking at the big picture. I don't know how many more times I have to bore you by saying how afraid I am of what people think of my writings. I tweet less and less if someone don't tweet me. I delete my tweets even before sending them because I was afraid someone will be hurt, someone will misunderstood. I don't like confrontation. If I could I'd just avoid every provocation or anything like that. I do hate things and people--I have to admit it, I'm done acting saint or sinner, I quit pretending--but to be confronted is just not my style. I don't know when I'm going to realize that none of it matters. I guess it's easier to say that I'm just insecure, and my insecurity overwhelms me. I don't know when I'm going to realize that it's just me being a teenager, that it's only love and hatred and misunderstandings, that there are bigger things out there than just fitting in. That fitting in is a utopia. That in the end, you just want to stand up and be memorable. Enough with fishes in the sea. It's time we get a cat out of a sea. For now, I'll just let Whitey Durham saved me.

"Most of the time the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most." ~Whitey Durham, One Tree Hill

Words Cannot Hurt Me

If I really had to pick ONE good stuff about Eclipse

When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case, a princess. When we were ten, they asked again. We answered rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we’ve grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how about this: who the hell knows? This isn’t the time to make hard and fast decisions, this is the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere. Fall in love… a lot. Major in philosophy, cause there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind and change itagain, because nothing’s permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be, we won’t have to guess. We’ll know.

Jessica Stanley, Eclipse.

Oh boy, look at you, el nino

Jon Kortajarena in A Single Man, played a male hustler that George Falconer refused.

Look at that face, jaw, cheekbones, piercing stares.... everything!