A week ago I had a call with mom, dad was there. She was worried, and wanted to ensure the daughter who’s alone in a far away country would not go crazy. The good part about being an extrovert is you kinda need at least to tell five different people about your feelings. A friend... Continue Reading →

It’s a shame… Do you remember the scene where Cecil does a walk of shame in Kings Landing? A little overdramatic, but quite similar. I resemble her while writing this. But I need to, this honesty is what keeps me sane from the cloud I made in my head. For 2 years, I started a... Continue Reading →

It’s early May Bank Holiday, I decided to stay in London, instead of traveling around. Well, originally I wanted to go to Old Trafford, watching Man United vs Liverpool. But the ticket price was crazy, nearly able to cover the return flight back to Bali. More than that, I think I hit the stage where... Continue Reading →

The earliest time I had an idea of love came from my parents. They often cutely argue on how it started. My dad said mom was the one who chased him while the opposite had a huge pride to agree with it. They met at college which is not both of them first preferences of... Continue Reading →

Oh I missed this, a date with Mac. I’ve been to many places with him, enjoying a cup of coffee while I tell him whatever is on my mind, all the doubts, failures and lessons. We’ve been to Paris, Rome, Bali, Japan, and a few other romantic places. I like to end the trip with... Continue Reading →

After a month of searching, viewing more than 25 flats, and few rejected offers, I found a place in London. To be honest, this is one of the hardest parts of the move. I burst into tears, landlord rejection feels like one sided love.  Lower your standard, they said.  I have a list of criterias... Continue Reading →

Last time I wrote was during the second business trip to London, a time where I question what I really want. Two months have passed, since a week ago I officially moved in. Here comes the other problem, finding a flat. Honestly I wouldn't have thought it could be this hard, especially because the company... Continue Reading →

I am in Doha, waiting for my next flight to London. For what my surroundings called a dream came true, the rain after a storm, the chance I believe made them genuinely happy for me. But am I happy though? I am holding my tears for hours, letting it down when the light dies in... Continue Reading →

I took a leave today, I had something I needed to do for a few hours, then I brought my dog for a short walk nearby. I need a bit of time to clear the clouds in head, sorrow in heart. What would help me feel better than writing? The jokes I used to say,... Continue Reading →