
Captured from Moonrise Kingdom
Will leaving for Daerah Istimewa Yogyakarta soon.
Actually this was a saved draft from 2012 that I’ve found in the draft folder (obv!). But I did just got back from DIY last Sunday so this is… what?

Captured from Moonrise Kingdom
Will leaving for Daerah Istimewa Yogyakarta soon.
Actually this was a saved draft from 2012 that I’ve found in the draft folder (obv!). But I did just got back from DIY last Sunday so this is… what?
Summertime – The Sundays.
” And it’s you and me in the summertime.
We’ll be hand-in-hand down in the park…
With a squeeze and a sigh.
And the twinkle in your eye.
And all the sunshine banishes the dark…”
Take a look at my old blogs that consist of mainly poetical random thoughts, and total crap. Bambit
My kind of thing to indulge the past.
Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real. – Michelle Hodkin
Elizabeth Fraser – Cocteau Twins
Image from somewhere in the internet
Their song evoke such personal memories. Once, it was around midnight, Heaven or Las Vegas reverberated from my car’s speaker then suddenly my brakes failed. Hell-arious.
To my youthful ears it was a revelation. They came from five minutes down the road but they sounded like they’re from another galaxy, and that’s how it should stay.
Courtesy of Ivanmaria Vele
“When the Berlin Wall came down, I understood it was a historical moment, but not really. I didn’t have the alertness to jump on a train and go see. Then The Soviet Union collapsed in 1991, and I immediately thought, ‘I cannot miss this one!’ I got in a car with two friends.”
– Massimiliano Gioni

My baby niece dancing like there’s no tomorrow.
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Captured from Zombieland (2009)

nobody else knows what they’re doing, either.
Andam’s farewell party, Domain, Jakarta.
Photo courtesy of her.

Neither here nor there. – 2012
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B b b b b bbbbaack to Bandung tomorrow!

Waiting for my car to be repaired in a cold cold cold morning. Setiabudi, Bandung.
I want you on my side
To take the hard shots with me
You make it easy to decide
You showed your facets to me
There’s a trail that ends tonight
Within the walls of this living room
All of my thought that weren’t
Like two strays in terminal
Throwing cinders into the sky
Drifting leaves while stoned aside
This is the race we’re meant to run
Mieke – Flake Music

Part One: Bert attempts to tell Ernie that he has a banana in his ear, but Ernie cannot hear him because he has a banana in his ear.
Bert: (sees Ernie with a banana in his ear) Ernie? (Ernie does not respond) Hey, uh, Ern?
Ernie: (sees him) OH! Hi, Bert!
Bert: Hey, Ernie, you know that you have a banana in your ear?
Ernie: What was that, Bert?
Bert: (more loudly) I said, you have a banana in your ear, Ernie. Bananas are food. They are to eat, not to put in your ear, Ernie!
Ernie: What did you say, Bert?
Bert: (shouting) WILL YOU JUST TAKE THAT BANANA OUT OF YOUR EAR?!
Ernie: I’m sorry, you’ll have to speak a little louder, Bert! I can’t hear you! I have a banana in my ear! (Bert rumples in anger)
Part Two: Bert comes back and Ernie reveals to him that he uses the banana to keep the alligators away. He uses Bert’s denial of there being alligators on Sesame Street as proof that his method works.
(Later Bert comes back, while Ernie still has the banana in his ear.)
Bert: Ernie…
Ernie: Oh! Hi, Bert!
Bert: You still have that banana in your ear?
Ernie: What?
Bert: (more loudly) I said, you still have that banana in your ear!
Ernie: (hears him, then nods) Yeah, Bert. I know.
Bert: You know? Ernie, why is that banana still in your ear?
Ernie: Listen Bert. I use the banana to keep the alligators away!
Bert: Alligators?? Ernie, there are no alligators on Sesame Street!
Ernie: Right! It’s doing a good job. Isn’t it, Bert? (chuckles while Bert rumples in anger again)
My favorite childhood characters! <3
(text from wiki, image from bling cheese)

Backyard, Bukit Dago, Bandung.
Books that I usually use for my lecturing stuff with my new pair of sandals.
Maybe I am underpaid. But I’m happy with my job. Sharing knowledge, debate over beauty, and in the end making your life as beautiful as art itself. Yet I still can buy nice things, you see? I don’t work for cheap. I work for full price.

Captured from my short vacation in Bali early on this month. Pecatuk, Bali. 2012
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Blasting from the speaker in my room atm. Tomorrow is too far away!