The “Shut up and do it” Agreement

I sign this agreement with the latest photo of myself

I hereby sign this agreement with the latest photo of myself

I’m known to make far too many plans. In fact, i’m great at making plans. But to actually execute it is a whole other story. I’m always, too tired, too distracted, too stressed-out, too broke, too busy –and too tangled in a lot other things but the plan itself. Sounds a lot like an excuse i know, because it actually is.

However, i figured that if i made a written form of said plans (and better yet publishing it), i’m left with no other choice but to do it. So as an attempt to tell myself to just “Shut up and do it” here are some things from my bucket list i’m going to get done by next year.

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Minimal

2My quest for a minimal photo backdrop had finally found an answer. The locals informed that the place “is not actually that interesting”. But fueled with the need to recharge post-Eid relatives visits, i stubbornly insisted to go. And apparently, the place is exactly how i want it to be. Continue reading

An Old Friend

white denim, blue denim jacket, white t-shirt, red lips, defined browsUnattended yet undeniably, is how fashion took parts in people’s life that even innocent-8-years-olds are affected. Not even slightly aware of the reccurence of the grunge trend, or that John Stamos rocked denim jacket when he was the coolest uncle on TV, or even the fact that Britney & JT as a couple once showed up on AMA wearing top to toe denim, and generally any other cause of early 2000’s denim craze, a girl asked her mother for a denim jacket. All she knew that it looked cool and that all her friend seems to own a pair.

and to give this whole narration a little more context : this is the story of yours truly.

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Alive

tea plantation, puncak plateau, cisarua west java

To mark the end of the longest abandonment I’ve ever done to my blog,  firstly I must clarify that I am still breathing and alive.

Secondly, for the sake of your attention span, i’m going to cut the part where i explain how dementor-ish the sixth semester is, and skip along to my latest where-i-stands (beside the bermuda triangle of home-dorm-campus).

One morning last week, i wander around a tea plantation, pre-shower, sweating under the chunky knit i wore on such sunshiny morning, carrying no photography device better than a point-and-shoot camera several years behind the time, and no photographer better than my baby sister,

yet i regret nothing.

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Sentiments

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“Umm…, that’s very nice Mom, but, you know… I don’t actually wear  jewelry”, was my first thought, when I received a dainty white gold bracelet –completed with tiny heart shaped pendants which induces me to purse my lips a la Miranda Priestly— as my 18th birthday present. Despite of passive-aggressively declaring “Mom, I would rather get myself another shoes than a fine jewelry”, i wore that bracelet anyway. And later, I have to admit that my mother indeed, knows best.

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Virtual Reality

half faceThere were days when i tumblred through the nights, and now i spend all day building a dream home upon a thousand home idea pins. For that reason, if only online hoarding was a paid job, i’d probably be rich.

Internet allows us to see places we never visited, collect clothes we never owned, hang out with celebs who never knew we were alive, and feel the moment we never experienced. Basically creating the life we never had. Although that life only lies within millions of codes in the virtual world, it feels satiating enough that we prefer to  sit in front of the monitor all day instead of actually make our way to it.

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Flawsome Love

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Due to lack of information about its historical background, I don’t celebrate Valentine’s day. A brief research I did on that matter –on the first page of google search result, five seconds before I wrote this– didn’t do much of help either. So if anybody know what happened once-upon-a-time ago that makes people decide to go all lovey dovey on that particular date, please do tell me.

Despite of all my indecisiveness, the amorous vibe had never been so intense at any other time of the year. So… let’s talk about love.

Wait…, what!?

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Spoiled Tropical Kid’s Problem

Gosong Sekati

Now that i practically passed out mutiple times a day while the rain is pouring outside, it’s almost hard to believe that just few weeks earlier i was completely out in the sun. Sandy hair and feet (sometimes even eyes); building –what supposed to be, but looks nothing like– sand castles; loosing myself in seafood feast; wandering around the shores looking for coral, seashells, or anything worth instagrammed for; all the exact contrast of curling in bed wearing socks and sweater.

In this gloomy and rainy January,  the proof that i was not only dreaming about the beach are some never-seem-to-be-fading tan lines. Which i wholeheartedly hate…

and some photos, along with that…

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Dangerous Distractions

8Just a quick reality check : I should really be studying for final tomorrow.

But just like another post blog-post period, i have managed to find another object to obsess over. This time, it reflects a lot of light. Nothing entirely new if you know me. But that object (and recently Tom Hiddleston) is a trigger to “OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG”-moment, which is harmful if occurs anywhere during final week.

Since writing will get things off my mind and help it wander less… So fingers… now dance!

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