tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27442778676198009662024-03-12T19:39:54.742-07:00je m'aimetrails of my imaginationJe M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.comBlogger333125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-45847620017471718682023-09-14T02:50:00.002-07:002023-09-17T23:30:28.567-07:00Omah Library: A Personal Hobbit Hole for Avid Readers @ Jakarta<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtCH8TM9gRL4Q6vUraYiJb6bS7GU5sqx69gN_ODqGWqf-08jNxoDArUwedbkRgnYfVYKM1TCXeZ3bSpqipjXPrBpIRQh_cWe44EFnGB9zW0bTkAaR8aHMf0wHg9ijeM0bTrFbuxAioNIwdUn026cyHG38FR1wVxxsNu9oYuDktPSm8ZtCI06NfFRtwyJ2/s1527/yveoNY98%202xx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1429" data-original-width="1527" height="598" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtCH8TM9gRL4Q6vUraYiJb6bS7GU5sqx69gN_ODqGWqf-08jNxoDArUwedbkRgnYfVYKM1TCXeZ3bSpqipjXPrBpIRQh_cWe44EFnGB9zW0bTkAaR8aHMf0wHg9ijeM0bTrFbuxAioNIwdUn026cyHG38FR1wVxxsNu9oYuDktPSm8ZtCI06NfFRtwyJ2/w640-h598/yveoNY98%202xx.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;">In the heart of this secluded </span><a href="https://omahlibrary.org/" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;">library</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11pt; text-align: left; white-space-collapse: preserve;">, a profound hush reigns supreme. The air is imbued with a gentle stillness that seems to wrap around you like a comforting embrace. As you step inside, the world outside fades away, and you find yourself enveloped in a serene sanctuary of knowledge.</span></div><span id="docs-internal-guid-db3609f1-7fff-b4c8-0e75-92466f74d9dc"><div><span><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjs-IxAtq8ckuWjUUe3ubAtfGCpjEh4DE9XwWS2V1vLtES3Fgty7lRtAp6Q0boshTeISIkqp_Id5WjhXyKFYwgh09rDXgR6qB9ko3MfCZjo-ocUOp9P_9c3wA19tViuZz9TnvA0_lGf_lwbZlgQGZvXcgZoCJiaa1eKnvvKVmPYTA8ZcHljg9JGbQ9qDKg/s1406/Yy-peusy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="omah library" border="0" data-original-height="1406" data-original-width="1125" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjs-IxAtq8ckuWjUUe3ubAtfGCpjEh4DE9XwWS2V1vLtES3Fgty7lRtAp6Q0boshTeISIkqp_Id5WjhXyKFYwgh09rDXgR6qB9ko3MfCZjo-ocUOp9P_9c3wA19tViuZz9TnvA0_lGf_lwbZlgQGZvXcgZoCJiaa1eKnvvKVmPYTA8ZcHljg9JGbQ9qDKg/w512-h640/Yy-peusy.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Soft, diffused light, like the gentle caress of a setting sun, filters through the tall, narrow windows. It bathes the room in a soothing, warm radiance, casting a soft, golden hue upon the rows of aged wooden bookshelves. This gentle illumination is kind to the eyes, never harsh or glaring, creating an atmosphere that encourages leisurely reading and contemplation. Dust motes dance lazily in the air, caught in the sun's gentle rays, adding to the sense of timelessness.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvMZwzzTWHwZ7ToCU3ghkfIE3o53Y3nuxnzVYsAtbD6YNSvwxoBktNFBOEvgs5uhld6MVQB_unxXPo-7xCdpm5XS5K6-v1J1efu81cLAykpxJdzF44f8-RI_TGU_LgRbZymPpKacLkjclWJAv-BTqkZgR3Gg_N6iovfxKIlGdeqlUf8sme9F9B_dl8bOgC/s1406/h0-UA29U.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="omah library" border="0" data-original-height="1406" data-original-width="1125" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvMZwzzTWHwZ7ToCU3ghkfIE3o53Y3nuxnzVYsAtbD6YNSvwxoBktNFBOEvgs5uhld6MVQB_unxXPo-7xCdpm5XS5K6-v1J1efu81cLAykpxJdzF44f8-RI_TGU_LgRbZymPpKacLkjclWJAv-BTqkZgR3Gg_N6iovfxKIlGdeqlUf8sme9F9B_dl8bOgC/w512-h640/h0-UA29U.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The polished hardwood floors reflect this mellow light, offering a subtle echo of your footsteps, as if the library itself is speaking in hushed tones. The warm light creates a natural contrast with the deep, mahogany tones of the bookshelves, highlighting the intricate details of their craftsmanship without overwhelming the senses.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsYP5A0VfccQBICC2vLFH5adpI2EIx6gSA-IQv8nbgGKri5xC4s1xG7t3vOvdDoVeZc1aTZfdezY2AEStzRN7fJKS1xWr3s6ONc69p79RL84ZSOJrJW4UFu2mu54LJMH_8PG_P7izvRvCCuZ4BwBsLf97pSyvveabA2k353MxUspOOUGMYG25fy2hQVAbS/s1125/wPJQrr3w.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="omah library" border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1125" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsYP5A0VfccQBICC2vLFH5adpI2EIx6gSA-IQv8nbgGKri5xC4s1xG7t3vOvdDoVeZc1aTZfdezY2AEStzRN7fJKS1xWr3s6ONc69p79RL84ZSOJrJW4UFu2mu54LJMH_8PG_P7izvRvCCuZ4BwBsLf97pSyvveabA2k353MxUspOOUGMYG25fy2hQVAbS/w640-h512/wPJQrr3w.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></span><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The scent of ageing paper and leather-bound books hangs in the air, lending an aura of wisdom and history to the space. Rows upon rows of books, each with its own unique story, stand tall, their spines neatly aligned like soldiers at attention, waiting patiently to share their knowledge.</span></span></p><div><span><br /></span></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiovD74IZUtkQRj-_xbXVwXHbLN4V2dpy5g8acxhJVn-heja95aXKhjAsBshzZo8Afyygcin9JTwWclIHapNbj0Z2_lNgO7UevBOedPSULLAPrPAcXuoI78UBdO_5-lCbQ9RFFPq6MVH_wznI7yd2rPwSctg5t9Rsnv3uVQhii8lorXJF7E6muj_lug3jpJ/s1406/fhdkdqxg.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="omah library" border="0" data-original-height="1406" data-original-width="1125" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiovD74IZUtkQRj-_xbXVwXHbLN4V2dpy5g8acxhJVn-heja95aXKhjAsBshzZo8Afyygcin9JTwWclIHapNbj0Z2_lNgO7UevBOedPSULLAPrPAcXuoI78UBdO_5-lCbQ9RFFPq6MVH_wznI7yd2rPwSctg5t9Rsnv3uVQhii8lorXJF7E6muj_lug3jpJ/w512-h640/fhdkdqxg.jpg" width="512" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Comfortable armchairs and reading nooks are scattered throughout, each bathed in the soft, warm glow. Plush cushions and soft throws drape over the chairs, inviting you to sink into their embrace and lose yourself in the written word. The occasional rustle of pages turning or the distant whisper of a fellow reader only serves to underscore the profound quietude that prevails.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">A sense of timelessness pervades this secluded library, where the outside world and its demands cease to matter. It is a place where the mind can wander, where thoughts can flow freely, and where the pursuit of knowledge takes precedence over all else. Here, in this oasis of calm, the world slows down, and you are granted the precious gift of solitude and introspection, all bathed in the soft, warm light that cradles your every moment.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9AcZPoThQH0XC3G6BwxChW0RFgypALEjnfuhTgcMGMPJRdySD-hUG4gSIfHm26QkayHpMjWx0jGCoF_LThsAeomuAgQFeql3DG3OxuwvaNWKeSVGEDsKXIcKLB4YSqKL984NDqujyNBBgVTsGwAM8xTrHcUruN4dzuD8UgB_6i6mGfTR3NP6Hdjnm_By/s1124/uQcX7qjM%202222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="1124" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9AcZPoThQH0XC3G6BwxChW0RFgypALEjnfuhTgcMGMPJRdySD-hUG4gSIfHm26QkayHpMjWx0jGCoF_LThsAeomuAgQFeql3DG3OxuwvaNWKeSVGEDsKXIcKLB4YSqKL984NDqujyNBBgVTsGwAM8xTrHcUruN4dzuD8UgB_6i6mGfTR3NP6Hdjnm_By/w640-h380/uQcX7qjM%202222.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@giveangy/video/7262635277284412677"><span style="font-family: verdana;">see the video here</span></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><div><span style="font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /></span></div>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0Komplek Taman Villa, RT.1/RW.10, Meruya Sel., Kec. Kembangan, Kota Jakarta Barat, Daerah Khusus Ibukota Jakarta 11650, Indonesia-6.2071654 106.7267564-14.848410296858393 97.9376939 2.4340794968583941 115.5158189tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-35220425319660993372022-12-27T19:42:00.003-08:002022-12-27T19:45:16.440-08:00Sleep at Night <p><span style="font-family: georgia;">It's been so easy for me to fall asleep. If someone were to ask me what's the best you can do, I might answer falling asleep in no time. Whenever we had sleepover on my college girls' home, they mussed over how fast I could fall asleep in the following day.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0d5bXFSU3qtoOcmpPVYtjR5XEldZMQvzvZyjGt4VosNla57ihU9p1XkVTpVLvTUOqASOp-2u1uMYLO93xcmtmf-uYZ60HQjRYEIXhEn7p4TbaNXo4mND86LiE5uF1VoirBEwcpu8lA66XfUvWy2DXjELNtMrQJw8cMc9NIQuOD8lFFAPKujltmQOTA/s1531/xMsXXd00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1217" data-original-width="1531" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0d5bXFSU3qtoOcmpPVYtjR5XEldZMQvzvZyjGt4VosNla57ihU9p1XkVTpVLvTUOqASOp-2u1uMYLO93xcmtmf-uYZ60HQjRYEIXhEn7p4TbaNXo4mND86LiE5uF1VoirBEwcpu8lA66XfUvWy2DXjELNtMrQJw8cMc9NIQuOD8lFFAPKujltmQOTA/w640-h508/xMsXXd00.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>the day time became shorter, </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>this foggy street had been the one I came home to these days</i></div></span></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></div><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Fast forward ten years later, the waking hours finally got me in chokehold. Didn't sleep in the daytime, my night sleep getting pushed for a really late. While I need to wake up in regular hours every day.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Now, I get frequent headache because of it. The food tastes bland in the tip of my tongue. The blue sky turns grey. I try so hard to get some sleep without any horror getting me in my dreams and jolting me awake every 2 hours. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">One night I was frantically scanning my room looking for a thing to get me sleep. The empty candle that I put on my window sill was long gone. The perfumes on my desk looking at me like "go on, take me". And my eyes landed on the new sample I purchased from Teratu a few weeks ago.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBGDR7IIFPjENMUR3ancK0-4doj2x--mp1RO8e9nbbtivEmGznJR7Czcz6Ull5YuHxKuwQ749e1BCngxwYQ14VarZfC1sCsC9hPbPdErc1FylJBmuEzdcF2V5r4QN8FL51X7YiC_9Lv7Ebm7tOmmL3jNnbLW5l8mGT-uI81CMouin8dT53ucIggr5Rvw/s2423/image_6487327.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2423" data-original-width="2048" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBGDR7IIFPjENMUR3ancK0-4doj2x--mp1RO8e9nbbtivEmGznJR7Czcz6Ull5YuHxKuwQ749e1BCngxwYQ14VarZfC1sCsC9hPbPdErc1FylJBmuEzdcF2V5r4QN8FL51X7YiC_9Lv7Ebm7tOmmL3jNnbLW5l8mGT-uI81CMouin8dT53ucIggr5Rvw/w541-h640/image_6487327.JPG" width="541" /></span></a></div><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">I took a sniff and decided to spray it on my pillow. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Finally the good sleep I've been looking for several days.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">The perfume smells like a bed of flowers and sweets. It might be too sweet for those who like clean smell. But to me, it is perfect.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7l37LHBjOFUuiyf00RuVVJvuf4Dy0EgZnTynjr3p9hJcD0GWEHM092FIgn-sfKF9drKWVleckPE9Q4EmlOHByrGaQ6QW2snXJNsFhooWq4sJaBttvdDUr28XctkI6Xw68tlBCjbwEtFmTIjoPGu7pSeaDcFUrYOGrMKYvpVpBrhv9sMKiAB8Eo2lF_Q/s3072/image_6487327%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="3072" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7l37LHBjOFUuiyf00RuVVJvuf4Dy0EgZnTynjr3p9hJcD0GWEHM092FIgn-sfKF9drKWVleckPE9Q4EmlOHByrGaQ6QW2snXJNsFhooWq4sJaBttvdDUr28XctkI6Xw68tlBCjbwEtFmTIjoPGu7pSeaDcFUrYOGrMKYvpVpBrhv9sMKiAB8Eo2lF_Q/w640-h426/image_6487327%20(1).JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: georgia;">main accords: sweet, fruity, fresh, chocolate</span></i></div></i><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-54010310520035048142021-10-13T21:54:00.003-07:002021-10-13T21:54:23.080-07:00Photo Series: Mirror <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">ib: <a href="https://thelane.com/autumn-notes/">The Lane</a> </span></div><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Mood</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><b>Experimental with sun, light, and mirror</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Palette</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><b>Muted pink, blue sky, and white</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><div><div><span style="font-family: georgia;">Venue</span></div><div><b style="font-family: georgia;">Back of the house, textured with white satin background fabric, spilling with 9AM light</b></div></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5X8v5G-wja3JuZJV2Yo1cXLKpeBYBT_O8NB47qhqqql8YHSHeWJiLq1m_Xe11_U57-Mcs6peUVUwli4Gd9NcHZIJktD4M-v4TpfnWzs9SvTFrIl9swwQEW1QapKpHeW8k_ueqVFQsCiY/s2032/IMG_20201211_144211_905.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="2032" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5X8v5G-wja3JuZJV2Yo1cXLKpeBYBT_O8NB47qhqqql8YHSHeWJiLq1m_Xe11_U57-Mcs6peUVUwli4Gd9NcHZIJktD4M-v4TpfnWzs9SvTFrIl9swwQEW1QapKpHeW8k_ueqVFQsCiY/w640-h340/IMG_20201211_144211_905.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYGVRYXfposa98Qjw9Hrmn7OMu9XgDd5yUXp-F0YUZjO6YgeOOLHz4WQYXT1zNIhrkXJybapG7P4oDkAh0yUUIOmPbsgAzEy5E8LbLrIZ7-Rf1_DyQ4ZaRiQBdWSnd24p3qQNouFwO3-J/s1609/IMG_20201211_145038_394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1609" data-original-width="1015" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGYGVRYXfposa98Qjw9Hrmn7OMu9XgDd5yUXp-F0YUZjO6YgeOOLHz4WQYXT1zNIhrkXJybapG7P4oDkAh0yUUIOmPbsgAzEy5E8LbLrIZ7-Rf1_DyQ4ZaRiQBdWSnd24p3qQNouFwO3-J/w405-h640/IMG_20201211_145038_394.jpg" width="405" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Let's be honest. Sometimes, weekend can get boring if you don't have any plans. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">You don't need plans, tbh. You just need to do it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">A little bit of impulse and quick reflex. And this happened.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-45125944688163140302021-07-29T10:00:00.001-07:002021-07-29T21:59:38.161-07:00People Watching<blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> <span style="font-size: medium;">Watching Conan Gray <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cg8bXMEWyY4" target="_blank">video</a> on vogue channel about him moving to NYC is like a breather to the dark space inside my head. Like him, I do like watching people, even more now that we live in social media spaces rather than irl, and I always like "What do I do? What should I do? Should I take their fun personality and make it mine? They seem so interesting".</span></span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Hence, I now making <a href="https://www.tiktok.com/@giveangy?lang=en" target="_blank">videos</a> on tiktok based on cool people on internet. Sometimes, I touch on dark and cold personality, the one that screams "bruhh, you look awesome!!" and some other times I am all girly and princess-y with pearl headband and all smiley. </span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDe0_vrEoFwgxSybPo6e6gxp3hL0O7IvoT_rFG671-UhUbw7-PhUnKiI6vaPPvMcbssz-lw6f2GxdeblYOiYjNfIkSpxcFlaHBmybmIeEVCzdI5pkBdV3ZXCE3PwMoORSagvqSy5t6sZtB/s2048/2021-04-18+13.40.55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDe0_vrEoFwgxSybPo6e6gxp3hL0O7IvoT_rFG671-UhUbw7-PhUnKiI6vaPPvMcbssz-lw6f2GxdeblYOiYjNfIkSpxcFlaHBmybmIeEVCzdI5pkBdV3ZXCE3PwMoORSagvqSy5t6sZtB/w400-h400/2021-04-18+13.40.55.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>I am this age and still don't know how to live my life.</p><p><br /></p><p>My close friends, we share the same concerned, whenever we talk about it, we end up giving silent replies when we talk about it. Because we don't know. Yet. </p><p><br /></p><p>No one really knows. I guess.</p><p><br /></p><p>There's unspoken rules for women in my age (even though people are likely more open minded now) but still, people expect me to do a, b, c, d, and conceal it with "we're doing it for you so you can have a better life".</p><p><br /></p><p>But then, I think about it all over again. Why I reject the ideas of the timeline of the adult age, in the age 22 you have to do this, in 25 you get that, and in 28 blah blah blah.</p><p><br /></p><p>I haven't been living my best life because I'm busy rejecting those ideas when I could just... live.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pkk_bTGTon6f0PTkGaYDyrwrjTka0Gz6SxuFNjzRwtIbF84bvR8mrfzCMe911Ajs0UOOy_TCRoJJVLWmBpzWfLZf2eZ2OIvZErlfy6rJga-Uk2CkuYo9TlDMXheNMbKozPJvALRoKW9N/s2048/2021-04-18+13.44.06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2pkk_bTGTon6f0PTkGaYDyrwrjTka0Gz6SxuFNjzRwtIbF84bvR8mrfzCMe911Ajs0UOOy_TCRoJJVLWmBpzWfLZf2eZ2OIvZErlfy6rJga-Uk2CkuYo9TlDMXheNMbKozPJvALRoKW9N/w480-h640/2021-04-18+13.44.06.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Playlist:</p><p>Conan Gray - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=goqqohUitmw" target="_blank">People Watching</a></p><p>NCT Dream - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8khwZ4Dql_k&list=RDAhZ0Nom9VMA&index=2" target="_blank">Life is Still Goes On</a></p><p><br /></p>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-51264182088310002632019-11-28T19:08:00.000-08:002019-11-28T19:08:03.714-08:00Mundane Conversation with Elder PeopleOne episode of me waiting for my mother, I stood in the entrance of Candi Ngempon located in Kelurahan Ngempon, Kecamatan Bergas, Kabupaten Semarang. 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Three elder men, who were guarding the entry way, made effort to talk to me and Fitri from afar. They asked if we were college students or old enough to be a worker. Worker, we said. They asked again, if we worked in garment or any factory, he started to mention several factories in the area (Semarang-Ungaran). Yes, mebel/furniture factory, I answered. The men nodded, okay, if both of you wanted a change, you could apply the factory near here: dinnerware, garment, snack factory.<br />
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Even though it's a small chit chat between strangers, the elders always make effort to provide life insight to the youngsters. The way they stretch life perspectives, based on their personal experience, and share them is adorable. At least for me. I grew up with late grandmother who was equally taciturn like me, worrying inwardly about family members, took care of her off springs not by talking but behaving; I rarely gotten lesson on how to perceive life.<br />
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That reminds me of the experience back in 2017 when my mom and I went to Tlogo Putri Kaliurang by riding minibus that was full of elder people. They were on the way back to their respective house from local market. They chirped in, talking about what they bought earlier, menu for lunch, the breakfast menu last week, etc. Mundane things, very light and daily topic.<br />
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Then, I thought to myself that was how it was for elder people living in rural area. Full of tranquility, superficial satisfaction, yet possessing thick layer of happiness. Maybe it's too premature to capture the happiness level by simply observing them in that minibus trip. However, the peaceful atmosphere engulfed me, made my heart infected by their lightheartedness.<br />
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Surrounded by the breath-taking view of greeneries, the trip made me desired to go to explore more about various people with different perspective of life. It was such a healing moment.<br />
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<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-47081966017387419392019-10-28T21:42:00.000-07:002019-10-28T21:42:19.896-07:00Mini Update<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Hello, it's been too long since I write here. Look at all the dust, phew. I simply felt lack of energy and feeling not creative most of the time. I lost interest for the things I used to like before. Movies, books, conversation. Work left me empty. Even if I did trip, I was confused on how to put words and taken picture from the trip, to compile it into a comprehensive blog post. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">One by one, I opened my inside tap: emotion and mind. To try to let it all go.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I wear my emotion, not on the sleeve, but at right behind my back, far out of reach. Why, you asked. No one understands, I said. The insecurity, the worry, constant anxiousness, rage, perspective of how the world works. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What steps do I take to open the tap?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">1. Acknowledge the different backgrounds of where we come from</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">3. Understand, once again</span><br />
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Went for a fun hangout with camera last Sunday. My friend, Fanny, asked me to take halloween picture. She's so good with makeup and she put on zombie makeup for herself. I put fake freckles on. It's funny how we didn't scout for places but we managed to find perfect spot just like we wanted. We found a broken hut, sun light sneaked up through the holes. Ideal for a creepy portrait, teehee.<br />
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And then, we just pranced around, taking pics here and there. Shoot the best angles. It was so much fun!!! It's been a while since I did it. Mainly, because I don't know why I take pictures.<br />
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For later, I want to try concepts that I found on Pinterest and I'd develop them according to my style. I'd love to do local concept though. I feel like there are so many local things that would be interesting to capture.Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-68366424830483951702019-07-15T19:08:00.000-07:002019-07-15T19:31:22.675-07:00The Story Behind This Photo<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The story behind this picture was simple but worth telling.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I didnt wake up at my house, I was at Pratama Homestay Dieng. There were three of us in one room bundled up under the thick blanket---mom, me, fitri---trying to survive one night in 2-3'C weather. It was not unusual the local, but for tropical girl when the room temperature hit 0 C it made me loose some winks of sleep.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Everything is fine. I put on 2 warm tees and sweater on top to sleep. Yes, I wrapped the blanket around me as the final protector of me from cold. Not to mention three layers of socks. Because if your feet is cold, your entire body is cold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Or maybe I just have bad circulation, eh.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">At 5.30am, mom nudged me to wake up and everything's blurred. 10 mins later I was walking to this big field and I could see hundreds of people walked the same direction as I.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What? Why? Where? When? How?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">This is the story behind the picture.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">We all being sold by social media picture of the frozen dew. We set aside our weekend routine to take trip to Dieng, Wonosobo, Jawa Tengah to see this.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What? Frozen dew</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Why? Indonesia is a tropical country but there's snow? Really? I'd like to see it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Where? Dieng around June - August 2019.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">When? After the dawn, before the sun rises at 7AM</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">How? Don't forget to pack up your camera pocket or DSLR. Because the weather is below 0'C. It's so cold that I cannot even pull off my gloves. Since mobile phone requires tip of your hand, it's better to use camera so that you can keep your gloves on and take pictures.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">This photo is the reason why the rope around my torso loosened, it was amazing. The excitement tingled all over my body. I really love this shot: frozen dew wrapping the hay with breathtaking landscape as the background.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I didn't expect this before. It's better off that way. I don't know what to see or what to get. I rarely google any places that I'm going to. Surprise surprise! So, I don't want to get my hopes up. I hate spoilers. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Kudos to everyone on the trip that I was able to see this with my two eyes. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I was scrolling mindlessly on Pinterest and came upon this image. The term 'red strings of fate' immediately appeared on my mind. This kind of commitment needed years of deep relationship between two person. The smudged ink around the red string depicted that it's real tattoo, correct me if im wrong though.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The realm of relationship has always been a foreign concept to me. I was young and I had fallen fast. Now I am mature but it takes away the recklessness of being in love. Everything shall pass the test: personality, career, and moral value. I set it high so that no one comes close enough. Even the nonsense detail about what kind of eyes he has, shoulder length, height, whether he choose leather jacket or winter coat for fashion. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Yet the big question is: is he good for my mental health? If you watch Korean drama It's Okay It's Love, you will get the gist of what I'm trying to say. The female character has anxiety that comes to her relationship with her boyfriend. It succumbed from the incident when she was young. It shaped her. It constructed her in present times. Nothing comes easy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Again, the concept of red string of fate is not something that I let it into my life. But when it happen, I'd probably be glad about it because fate has taken care of the part that I've been suffered for many years. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Fate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">On second thought: if you zoom in the picture, it's actually not tattoo, it's literally red strings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Let me put the other image from Pinterest.</span><br />
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Adhitya Sofyan - Dunia Paralel<br />
Iamneeta - Marry Me<br />
Nino Rota - What is Youth<br />
Bruno Major - Home<br />
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A friend of mine called me for weekend hangout, wanna go to Kurogi? I was like, what is that? It turns out that Kurogi Cafe Semarang is a new hangout cafe in town with its delicate decor with eclectic character. One side for instagram portrait, the other for chic pinterest interior decor. To sum up, whether you have a date with your boyfriend or bringing your elders to eat up here, Kurogi Cafe Semarang will immediately be your new favorite place.<br />
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Wood is the primary material for the Kurogi Cafe Semarang which I love. And if you peek behind the counter bar, you'll see the famous photograph backdrop with pink neon sign:<br />
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I had ramen for myself, it came in moderate proportion. And strawberry tea. Not too light nor too heavy.<br />
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I gotta admit that I spend more time in taking picture rather than eating. Kurogi Cafe is a must-visit place if you want to improve your instagram game. If you wish, you should come several times with different attire, and no one will be suspicious whether you take picture in same cafe.<br />
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<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-70231491131727702612019-01-23T21:07:00.001-08:002019-01-23T22:21:59.998-08:00What's more dangerous: cold or heat?Nothing is going on right now, except that I lost three cats (one was my favorite) and I try the hardest to push the sadness in, the weather is too cold. Instead of making a fuss about it, I hope the cold weather won't go away.<br />
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If someone ask me what I would prefer: cold or hot weather, I definitely choose cold. But actually, I am more of cool weather-type rather than cold. I remember trying to keep myself alive, from freezing toes and cheeks at Dieng. Every breathe I took sent sharp pain in the chest because I didn't expect it to be that cold.<br />
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There are temperature limits for human body. According to <a href="https://www.vox.com/energy-and-environment/2018/1/17/16851398/cold-snap-heat-wave-deaths-human-health">Vox</a>, cold stresses the heart and lungs as the body works to maintain its core temperature. On the contrary, unseasonal heat event will also become more risky.<br />
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Cool weather. Light drizzle. Mist. Goosebumps creeping in your sleeves.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">It's only Tuesday. I was thinking that the time moved faster these days. But then, this week make me realize that's not the case. The menstrual cramp, my entire body hurts here and there, the roller coaster mood swings, all of this contribute into several bad days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Not to mention now I forget to bring any earphone. I realize that I check the clock once every half an hour. It's only 11.55AM. I don't know how to survive till 4.30PM. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Music is such a friendly company. The melodic tune can turn your sour hours into a worth-enjoying ones. When people say they hate Monday, I don't use the word 'hate' to describe the first day of the week. It is .... bearable. Not that favorable but indeed I can still bear the weight of Mondays.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">The fact that you have 2 days off in the weekend but you don't feel enough and then Monday's creeping in your doorstep while you still want to have day off? Is that why people hate Monday?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">For the moment, I don't like Tuesday. I forget my earphone, the aching body, mood swings, and packed schedule. I need to write the entire new collection (I won't give any numbers but sure it's A LOT). As a perpetual sloth, this Tuesday is a lot to bear. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Did I mention I sit next to my superior? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Believe me, as a content writer, I need to get my 'juice' flowing in order to do my jobdesc. Maybe it's not a big deal for you. But for me, giving a humane description to every item is a way to attract potential customer. I'm not great in talking but sure I can write. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">In order to get my juice flowing, I need to let out words clogging the stream inside my head, hence this hastily written post. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">For the weekend, I went on trip, hung out with friend, and watched dramas. But I gotta admit, my Sunday was such an turn off. Too many things happened and it's hard for me to digest. I didn't know how I should react to it without being whiny. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I need to get back to work. Earlier, I peeped on this <a href="http://www.loveambervictoria.com/">newly-found blog</a> that inspired me to write scrabbily but as honest as I can get. I might post some of the weekend trip into diary post, some time later. </span>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-77791453135032684242018-09-25T02:42:00.003-07:002018-09-25T02:44:00.106-07:00Edited Memories<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>Like sometimes how our mind works, the story come out in jumble. Some other time, it comes out straight out of our heart like the way it is.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>This one is dedicated to the walk, laugh, and sun light reflected on the ocean that day.</i></span>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-13106190270044424432018-09-05T00:08:00.000-07:002018-09-05T00:14:50.709-07:00Book Review: Floating in Space by Naela Ali<a href="https://angiedzk.blogspot.co.id/">Jemaime Blog</a> - I cannot enjoy reading lately. <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/38447.The_Handmaid_s_Tale?ac=1&from_search=true">The Handmaid's</a> Tale, <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6490566-there-once-lived-a-woman-who-tried-to-kill-her-neighbor-s-baby?ac=1&from_search=true">There Once Lived a Woman Who Tried to Kill Her Neighbor's Baby: Scary Fairy Tales</a>... I feel like I need a break from complicated things.<br />
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My life is complicated as I write it right now.<br />
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Just kidding, not much happening in life right now because I've constantly ignored any signs and hints that came into my direction. What's new?<br />
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The last time I read something and be attentive to what I read was..... <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25454883-never-never">Never Never: Part Three</a> by Colleen Hoover and Tarryn Fisher. And it was no more than 92 pages. I cannot do long reading at the moment.<br />
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I did long reading last year or early this year I think and it was <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19256975-journey-under-the-midnight-sun?ac=1&from_search=true">The Journey Under The Midnight Sun</a> by Keigo Higashino. If you enjoy Haruki Murakami works, you will like Keigo Higashino too. Don't worry, their concept don't overlap but it's just they have this similar thing on hooking the reader. You must be hooked on the romance between Aomame and Tango, I suppose. Keigo Higashino also presented the same thing to his characters. I couldn't put down the book, it <i>was</i> that amazing. It is 539 pages.<br />
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Finding your own taste in genre is a vital thing. But it doesn't thing that you cannot go out of your comfort zone. I used to enjoy Princess Diaries in my young age and then jumped into Dan Brown. I also enjoy Me Before You by Jojo Moyes and read the second series which is After You, but the third book, it's lost on me. I dont know, I can't seem to finish the early chapters. So, I switch into another book.<br />
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Now, when I am in my short span focus, I pick up Floating in Space by Naela Ali. It is her latest work (CMIIW). Her previous books are heavily illustrated. I do love illustration in watercolor but that is out of my budget so yep.<br />
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While Floating in Space is more writings than illustration. More writings, more intimate. It's almost like me peeking into lovely secret stories inside Naela Ali's head whenever she's closing her eyes. Yes, I feel like it's all inside her head. It's her own self that take the girl role inside the book. It consisted of short stories with great flow. I can't help but flipping the next page, more pages, and more.<br />
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Upon reading the synopsis at the back cover, I quickly thought that it's only about cliche love story. The ones that have been on every teen romance novels, the girl meet the ideal guy of her dream. I started to read trying to prove my point. But nah, it is far from cliche story! I am really happy that I read it. Somehow it got rid of the false expectation inside my head, some complicated strings got off inside my brain. This is what I've been looking for!<br />
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The same thing can be applied on my real life. The gap between the expectation and reality is too far, hence the complicated ball of problems inside my brain. It electrified the other cords inside my head and boom.<br />
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I recommend Floating in Space by Naela Ali if you're bored with your life and wanna have a quick trip from all the problems. It's about 80k, it comes in the size of your palm (no, not that small but it's smaller than your average novel). It's best to be read with sound of the rain in the background and fluffy pillows around you. Maybe prepare some tissue in case you need it.<br />
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Click here for <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/7596925">Angie's Goodreads Profile</a><br />
And for <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/deerdz9">youtube </a>channel<br />
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Playlist:<br />
Jorja Smith - Something In The Way<br />
The Red Pears - Forever<br />
Bahamas - All Ive Ever Known<br />
Cheeze - Love You(좋아해)(bye)<br />
Conan Grey - Sweater Weather (cover)<br />
<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-78127664036118657522018-08-06T20:38:00.001-07:002018-08-06T20:38:07.218-07:00Yin & Yang (Balance)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I used to believe that if i were overly happy, it would be easy for me to slip into slippery edge that was misery.<br />
When I'm happy, I try my hardest not to be overly happy. Because some negative vibes will target me right after that.<br />
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That was years ago.<br />
Well, the more you think about it, the more it will happen, you know.<br />
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Yes, it really happened several times in the past. Back then, I was laughing about something funny online, that got me cried because of how hilarious it was. Then, something happened. I got one call about something that killed my joyful mood. Instantly.<br />
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That's how I believe in 'how hard it is to be happy, to obtain happiness'. Everything moves in balance, I know that. Happy-sad, light-dark, right-left, up-down. I don't know, this is just how I cope. Happiness is out of my reach. I experienced pleasure, not happiness. Talking about happiness, it's like 10 times more than just mere 'pleasure'.<br />
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Slowly, I left the way of thinking that 'being overly happy will push me to be sad after that'. It seemed that I wasn't overly sad. But then, I wasn't overly happy too. Life is mediocre.<br />
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And recently, the dynamic around my house is slightly different. We had weekend trips more often than before. It's like the last 4 weeks, we went out together. We took photos (that such a energy boost for me), we explored new places, old places with different ambiance. Definitely my kind of happiness.<br />
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But then right after that, some minor thing happened, it really killed my mood. That was so unexpected.<br />
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And that is life. The bittersweet things happen almost simultaneously. I need to change my frame of thinking to be able to handle that well. I handle the bad times so that I can appreciate good times.<br />
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<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-76411525452640640832018-06-30T00:25:00.000-07:002018-07-01T23:56:41.784-07:00Lesson from Passing Member of FamilyDeath is something that really I hope I can free from. But then there's no life without death. I once made an oath to myself that I wouldn't experience death before me. But no, life and death is nobody's business except for Him.<br />
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I used to be so obsessed with how to cope around death when I hadn't experience any of it. The passing of a family member is one of great fear in my life. The foretold story about death and what happened in the family from books, tweets, and movies are enough for me. I don't need to see it happen in real life.<br />
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(Maybe that's why I was so hung up with Monster Calls, book and movie. It's about a passing member of family, the important one.)<br />
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And yet, life and death is the most absolute thing in the world. It happens to everyone.<br />
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Books I read regarding mental illness, self-harm, even suicide are flooding my reading list since 3 years ago, the year when I slided into adulthood and real life. I desperately found a thing to hold on while the characters on the book died. It's only character, <i>they said</i>. I <i>argued back</i>, well, books are based on real life experience. Somewhere in other side of the world, it happened to some family and my heart ached for them.<br />
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Death came to my family recently. It took our grandma/and mom. After 27 years, I was there to see the first passing with my own eyes, ripped from the body we used to pat, embrace, caress, and love. I didn't know how to let myself go because the first thought on my mind was to show understanding to my mother and aunt who were there and their loss was greater than me. I shouldn't give them a push button by breaking down there and then they were the one to comfort me rather than I did to them. So, I stood there and gave the latest caress, pat, and farewell to the body of grandma. Her soul was finally free. Eventually, she was free from the pain.<br />
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Her life was filled with religious and social activities around the neighborhood. She's also a dear person for a handful of people around us. A good life has been lived.<br />
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Whether it's from illness or something else, death is devastating. Last month, we celebrate mental health awareness month, mental illness is equally horrendous as physical illness. I hope you have someone to talk to when you need it. Embrace those who's dear to your heart and make them feel that you care for them. And maybe, the regret is not something that you feel after someone's dear to you leave you one day.Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-48017370653503442642018-06-16T00:01:00.001-07:002018-06-16T00:01:04.261-07:00ARTJOG 2018 and Favorite Artwork<i><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: x-small;">(this post was written in May, so many things happened after it's written. I posted this one so that I could reminisce the memory from the trip to ARTJOG)</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Recently I haven't been myself. So, I planned a quick trip to Yogyakarta with my friend, Fitri. Turned it was our last trip for some time because she's moving to other city two days later.</span></i></blockquote>
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Yogyakarta is the city if you want some nostalgic and Javanese culture experience. Eventhough you only gone there once, there's this magic that binds you to go back there again and again.<br />
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The reason I picked Yogyakarta to visit is not because of the Waisak, big day for Buddhist. I know there are tons of tourists, local or foreign, choose Yogyakarta because there's gonna be big occasion held in Borobudur at that day. I think that it would be too crowded and the show start at night while I only have time from morning to afternoon. I visited Artjog 2018.<br />
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<a href="http://artjog.co.id/">ARTJOG </a>is an art experience that provides a melting pot for new ideas and thoughts in art. It's been 10 years since the first gig (from 2008). Indonesia begins to shift into more 'artsy' because of the edgy background for lovely instagrammers, started with the social influencers. For me, the first time I was interested in exhibition (not necessary art) was when I visited Keraton Solo and walked in through several rooms. I remember I went back to the house I stayed in, my heart was full.<br />
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The fact that so many people flock in to Artjog is amazing but there's one time that it got me. Fitri and I were talking about this piece and some high-schooler pointed DSLR camera into the art and said, 'Misi mbak, bisa minggir dikit?' or 'Could you move a side a bit?'. That was just harsh. We were just there and discussed about the art installation and then some girl younger than us for maybe 10 year wanted to take picture, so she scolded us who stood there?<br />
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What if I told you that you COULD have waited until we're finished, then you COULD take picture as much as you can AFTER?<br />
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ARTJOG is located at Jogja National Museum in Gampingan, Jogjakarta. We took TRANSJogja to Malioboro and walked to the venue. It is probably 3-4 KM. Yes, we walked. There's no glaring sunlight, the weather was great that morning. We surfed along KH Ahmad Dahlan street while talking. As usual, Google Maps were necessary.<br />
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The HTM was 50k. For me, it was worth it. Since I like to wander around and discussed every each of installation. The quirk of it, the color schemes, the ambiance, the atmosphere, the goosebumps it gave me when I stepped inside the room, and everything. It is essential for me to take someone who appreciate art if not equally, at least they have appreciation towards what I love in. If not, I'd better to go by myself.<br />
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Heri Pemad of Heri Pemad Art Management, the event’s organizer, said this year’s ARTJOG was indeed different from previous ones, especially in terms of appearance and curatorial concept. (<a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/life/2018/05/08/artjog-2018-kicks-off-with-new-fresh-look.html"><i>source</i></a>)<br />
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There are 3 floors with variety of medium with one theme: “Enlightenment: Towards Various Futures”. I was totally amateur and everything excited me. My heart fell to one installation where there were a lot of photo and conversation in frames. It was artwork by Davy Linggar X Tulus. I searched out about Davy Linggar, the google engine showed me that Davy Linggar also the director of Tulus latest video, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hm8t0Hh2d8">Langit Abu-abu</a>, which I 'super' liked!!!! What a surprised! I went to youtube and spoiled the reply button to play the video.<br />
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<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-34573093243468314712018-04-23T03:14:00.000-07:002018-04-23T03:14:28.239-07:00Kopeng Treetop Adventure Park<b><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Contemplating over everything like always but this time im gonna write about this little escape I had last March. Teehee. </span></i></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was initially to stay home when we had a day off on the last Friday of March. Being a home fairy (the term for someone who stays home so much), I began to think I need holiday! So, I asked my friend, Fitri, if she wanted to go somewhere. After exchanging ideas, we agreed to go to Kopeng Treetop Adventure Park. Moreover, nature recharge is the best recharge of all. If you're tired of daily routine, go see nature. If you wish for a weekend escape, go seek nature!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>i was on the passenger seat taking this, hence the blur</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">If anyone ask what I would choose between beach vs mountain, well, I would take the current weather as the reference. If it's cold, I would answer beach. If the weather is warmer, I would answer mountain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I've never been to mountain though. The mountain I mean here is hill. I've been to Gedongsongo (Bandungan), Sikunir (Dieng), Taman Nasional Kaliurang KM 0, and many more. It's nice to have an exchange for the hot weather in Semarang. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Okay, so, Kopeng Treetop Adventure Park it is!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">They have variety of outbonds for children to adult age. Not to mention, they also have camping sites for family troops or group of friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It takes 1-1,5 hrs to get there from my place, Semarang. I am glad that Fitri knows the road and the exact place so it's not a hassle. If you guys don't know, it is located in Jl. Raya Kopeng, Batur, Getasan, Semarang, Jawa Tengah. You need to go straight to Pasar Kopeng and then there's this billboard to locate Kopeng Treetop Adventure Park.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The road inside is a bit steep and narrow. You can hardly put two cars side by side there. But don't worry, the employees will cooporate to avoid road jam. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">For I bring motorcycle with a friend, we need to pay 25k each and 5k for the vehicle. I'd say it's a moderate cost for the private adventure park (means not owned by the government). It's a wise decision because not everyone want to to do outbonds. I go there not for outbonds, we initially don't know what's in there and we just want to enjoy the pine tree landscape. I am immensely satisfied with the view. According to the site <a href="https://ngetripyuk.id/2017/09/07/lokasi-dan-tiket-masuk-kopeng-tree-top-wahana-seru-di-lereng-merbabu/">tripyuk</a>, this Treetop Adventure Park is one of adventure parks that has been built all over the world. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And then if you want to do outbonds, you need to pay extra: (125k for children and 180k for adult). Or if you come with your family, they offer a full package consist of 2 adults and 2 children for 430k.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">They also have restaurant, they serve both Indonesian and Western cuisine. But sadly, I don't get to try because the limit of time. The restaurant is up at the background of the pic above. Like a tree house, it's so pretty. </span><br />
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____________<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"> </span><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><i><a aria-describedby="qtip-42" class="autolink" data-hasqtip="42" href="https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Art" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #134fe6; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; line-height: inherit;">Art</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #2c353c; font-size: 16px;"> is what you </span><a class="autolink" data-hasqtip="43" href="https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=make%20it" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #134fe6; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; line-height: inherit;">make it</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #2c353c; font-size: 16px;">. </span></i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Ever since I got my first mobile phone with camera, I fell in love with capturing everything with it. Be it an alley, a person, a troop of people, etc.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I feel the thirst to find an object to capture. Since I am prone to narsistic trait, I seldom take a picture of myself, moreover upload it online. I am not kidding! I do take one or fifty selfie but none of it made it to any of social platform of mine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I shouldn't be defensive about this, I know. When you open an account, what you post or write there is totally up to you, and if anyone say bad things, don't mind them. Maybe they're just jealous or try to infect you with bad vibes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Photography is always be a hobby of mine. I never have a real camera though. I hope soon!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I am pretty confident about what I capture, mostly people and pretty background. Or maybe coffee mug or cute animals. Later I want to compile photography concept into a note and make it real.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Capturing moments is not just capturing memories but also show other people that you care about the landscape you capture, the food or the person you take picture of, or a street that is nostalgic to you. I'm sad when someone said:</span><i><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> oh you take too many pictures already, live the moment!</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I do live the moment by capturing them. I can show other people about this amazing place or pretty coffee and cakes. It's not about myself, it's far more than that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">No matter how mediocre the object is, if you can capture it with different angle or perspectives, it is art. Art is anything that can make you feel things.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Apart from video on <a href="http://www.youtube.com/deerdz9">youtube</a>, I make my personal instagram for amazing pictures.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Lately I am keen to seek for analog camera on carousell but havent made up my mind yet. Analog camera gives a sense of smell to your picture. Smell? Um, maybe atmosphere? That's why I always edit my picture on vsco cam before I upload it. It adds a certain feels into the photo. I use A6 (analog) or G3 (portrait).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The pictures above are all raw copies, I don't put filter for any of them. It's purely taken by my phone, Huawei Honor 4C. </span></div>
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<i>binge on photography video <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtZolt2hISg">here</a></i>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-49074465610557163572018-04-11T02:47:00.001-07:002018-04-11T02:48:31.220-07:00Movie Review: Leon, The Professional 1994I am currently going through a cycle where I enjoy rough movies like Leon or Insomnia, and songs like Killing For You by Skylar Grey or Hurt by Helps.<br />
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The cycle comes and go, as my mood shifts a lot.<br />
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I can say that I really love Leon the Professional '94. I finally watched it last week. (I know I'm soooo late). The contrast between Leon, the hit man who likes milk as his diet, and Matilda, the teen who acts mature way beyond her age. I see this movie as a harsh romance since it involves a lot of gunshots and violent acts. But it is incomparable like Face Off or From Paris with Love. I can't tolerate the two latter movies. Matilda's mature act softens the whole movie.<br />
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For UK version, it is called Leon. But when it's released on America, they added The Professional 1994.<br />
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For those who haven't watched it yet, I recommend to watch it first, don't ask whether you'll like it or not. If you like vintage filter and settings, so this movie is for you.<br />
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The conflict starts when the whole family is assassinated and Matilda has nowhere to go but her antique neighbor house, Leon. They live in the same apartment floor. Being a hit man, Leon quickly picks on the situation and let her in.<br />
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The combination between the Italian guy and teen american girl is not something you can see everyday. The unforgettable scene is when Leon and Matilda moving from one apartment to another while bringing a few clothes, suitcase, and a huge plant. I often saw the cosplay by SM Entertainment artist on Halloween party. They wore Matilda's trademark clothes: which is green bomber jacket, black tank top underneath, black shorts, fishnet stockings, and Doc mart. Then, I thought to myself, if they really like the movie, then I should watch it too.<br />
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And little did I know, boy, I love it!<br />
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I like that Jean Reno input the idea to inject new trait into Leon to stitch the whole plot together. He decided to portray <a href="https://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/features/remembering-leon-the-professional-just-a-perfectly-balanced-movie-a6731866.html">Leon as slightly mentally slow and emotionally repressed</a>. It fits that when Mathilda requests him to be her lover, he would not take the advantage of her innocence. The movie would roll into more morally-accepted theme for the society. Imagine if Leon would do the opposite, like it was decided in the beginning.<br />
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It would be another Lolita theme movie.<br />
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Nah, I prefer the way (Leon rejects Mathilda).<br />
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<br />Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-27725928971225229202018-02-28T20:09:00.000-08:002018-02-28T23:01:59.129-08:00Movie Review: The Circle (2017) <div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The Circle is 2017 movie directed by James Ponsoldt based on a book. I initially thought it was about a cult or something. Because, the term <i>cirle</i> and the drawing on the book cover? Well, it is much more modern than that. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">You will see Emma Watson and Tom Hanks in it. Need another reason to watch it?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Your favorite John Boyega will also appear on the movie.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">You're welcome!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The circle is the term of worldwide site or database that contain all of your activity, such as pictures you take when you're teenagers, the places you visit last year, oh wait that sounds like google account. Well, it's more than that. You can even pay taxes, electricity bill, and health insurance via The Circle.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Honestly, I was taken aback by google ghosting around every move I took. Creepy story, when I was just activating my new mobile phone, google recorded my activities for several days. On the fifth day, when I was still on my office after work hours, I had notification on my phone telling me it's time to go home and showed me the road I should take because there's traffic jam on this xx road. And I freaked out. Like, was that necessary??</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Then, this movie takes it to another level.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #444444;">I like the headquarters though. It offers so many benefits that accomodates every single employee's interest. And also once you're accepted, the Circle will grab on you and make sure you work there for a long time. Sounds crazy, but at one side, if they doesn't corner you like they does to Mae, you'll be happy to work there.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #444444;">Mae Holland, played by the one and only Emma Watson, is the guppy of The Circle. Guppy is the term of new employee. Her bestfriend, Annie, get her interview for vacant position there. Such a generous move from her. I've always feared 'interview' because honestly I don't know what to do to tackle one (someone please enlighten me). As expected Mae tackles the interview. She does her best in the first week. She's getting comfortable being in new job but then the problem arise.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The deeper you step in, the more you get wet from it. Her parents seem not happy she works there, even Annie. The Circle invents new thing one after another. The latest one SeeChange, opportunity to record all of your activity online, like real time vlog, I think.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I was amused and entertained when Mae was formally introduced as the first person to show how SeeChange works. It's like being calculated all along. Everything fell into place so perfectly. It's coincidental but at the same time, everything makes sense. From her background being inspected by The Circle, how the office offers full health assitance for her sick dad, and she pays back as SeeChange lab rat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #444444;">Mae wakes up on her bed, the sensor comes to live, then she has worldwide audience that watches her move every single minute. There are so many people commenting on her channel, using different kind of language. Her colleagues greet her at work, being so friendly, she sits with different co-workers at lunch and meeting, things she never does before. It's a good thing indeed, she even becomes more daring and gives more input into The Cirle. Suddenly she's the employee of the year that every person will agree to whatever she says. The leader, Eamon and Tom, looks satisfied. They press even further into her privacy.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">They make her to introduce the new invention, Soul Search, that enables anyone to find person, whether it's fugitive or commoner, under 20 minutes. Sounds foul but okay, let's get it on. I wonder if they'd use Mae's close relatives to try out this feature. It turns out that way! And it doesn't work well..</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It eases my heart a little bit that our citizen is not woke enough to do any of the invention like in the movie. We're not in the level of that yet. We're so easy to be led into certain perspectives and the smart pioneer will be easily beaten if they play hard. Take example of the mass movement from the 4 November and the other big dates after that. A messy mass movement. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #444444;">The bottom line is Mae Holland fixes her situation by throwing SeeChange back to The Circle's leaders. And the rolling dice will keep rolling until someone's big enough to control the situation.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">For someone, every thing he/she's doing reflects how he/she really are. Some time back in the past, I would ask my friend to take Minho off the table and give it to me. She's puzzled and asked, 'Minho?' 'Yeah, Minho, my phone.'. She stared at me like I talked in alien language and yet she retrieved the phone to me. 'Who name phone after her favorite idol, except you, Ngie!' </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">I remember I am pretty comfortable to let her know, or anyone in my peer group, that I give name to my cellphone. It is because at that moment, I like that idol with the same name and also I really value my cellphone that only a week-old. I know that my friends understand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">These days, we rarely appreciate things because it's not common in our society to give name to lifeless thing. We see them like a lunatic. Society won't understand. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">Putting value into a matter, whether it's your belongings or wild flowers that you have in the backyard, it gives you lesson on how to appreciate other. You learn to appreciate lifeless being, you learn to be empathetic, you learn to love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">You want to do something? Go do your thing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">You want to name your precious car after a book character that you love, go do it, son.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">You put any value on everything you own, that's amazing. It means that you appreciate them and you care about it and you won't do any damage to them. A friend of mine said she grows up believing that no matter how much money you pay for something, she would value it no matter what.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">It also musters your ability to be empathetic. Nowaday, we need a little bit more of empathy. We can't achieve insant world peace but at least we do our part to contribute of it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif;">Now, do you name your gadget? If yes, what name do you choose? </span>Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-67167368114387091382018-01-15T00:51:00.001-08:002018-02-26T19:39:02.639-08:00Weekend Reading<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I see the term Weekend Reading on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"><i>pinterest </i></a>or <a href="http://bloglovin.com/" target="_blank"><i>bloglovin </i></a>so often so that I am wondering that... if it's legit post to write?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">For me, weekend reading is the kind of reading to help you release the stress. Weekdays are packed with meetings and deadlines. The only time you get to do what you love is.. weekend time? I, myself, like to read something that I can easily relate to. Like the one I read a while ago <a href="https://angiedzk.blogspot.co.id/2017/05/review-on-fahrenheit-451-by-ray-bradbury.html" target="_blank">Fahrenheit 451</a>, boiling time for governor election in Jakarta. I could peek behind the scene since a lot of people write about it online. What we don't see on the media is the one that shaking me to the core. The greed, the lies, the propaganda, the absence of moral compass. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>read also: <a href="https://angiedzk.blogspot.co.id/search/label/books">book review</a></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Weekend reading for me this week is Note to Self by Connor Franta. He is known as a vlogger. He's gotten an award for Favorite YouTube Star by People's Choice Awards. Amazing! His favorite vlog reached 2M views. It is hard-earned by a mere vlogger on youtube if not for his high quality video content and his personality.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I don't really watch vlogs from a vlogger that I'm not familiar with. I will list vloggers that I watch sometime in the future.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Since, I am drawn with cinematography mixed great content, I love his video:<span style="font-size: x-small;"> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rVFuscWyC8" target="_blank">The Old Me</a></span>. He's done a great job for that. And then I found out that he released a self-written book (whoa) and I thought why not?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">So, my weekend reading is Note to Self by Connor Franta. So far, I've highlighted more than 10 quotes on Bookmate and that's how I know I can relate so much to a book. I just read 2/10 pages. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">What is your reading list? Mine is <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/angiedzk" target="_blank">here</a>.</span><br />
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Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-28181995055749464692018-01-01T20:46:00.002-08:002020-07-25T08:30:41.757-07:00Warm Hands<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Palms, touch, and heat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Any reminder that we're alive and able to grasp the physical affection.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> Affection that flows from inside and spread through the
fingertips. It doesn’t necessarily between a male and female. It can be between
family members, friends, even strangers that you meet in bus stop. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">How such a small gesture can jolt a new energy and pump your
blood and feel alive.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> I didn’t realize how cold my hand until a friend of mine
sent warm heated touch through her palms when we bid goodbyes. It didn’t make
sense at that time because the weather was chill and the car we both in were
even colder. We bid goodbyes and promises to see each other again soon, we
exchanged handshake and hugs. It didn’t make sense her palm was warm when mine
was almost the same temperature as weather.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">This small gesture and simple difference occupy my head even
months after the incident. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> Is it her personality, I thought.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> Is it because she’s accustomed to AC room and that’s why her
temperature adjust already, I argued.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> Is it the optimist side of her that makes her stay warm in
even cold weather, I whispered.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> Too many things in my mind just from that small gesture.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> It might be myself who is not accustomed to cold weather.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> It might be me who has poor blood circulation.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> It might be that..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> On top of that, I am glad that we exchanged handshake and
remind myself that life is full of unexpected things. I need to expand the
horizon and count every moment as a blessing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> The last 5 years I spent with existential crisis and
desperate need in happiness. In the end of 2017, someone I self-identify to
(because we share so much similarity in fears, bitterness, and also hope
towards the world) took departure because he couldn’t see any light in his life
anymore. He is shut down by his own depression and I can’t do anything about
it. I never say it out loud but every achievement he made, I use it as a
compass of what I wish to do in the future. I don’t know why I need to explain but honestly, instead of blinded by his
air of celebrity and physical attractiveness, his weakness and
fears attracted me more. It’s like <i><span style="color: #999999;">finally
I have someone who shared the same concerns as me</span></i>. When he departed,
there’s a deafened pang that followed me everywhere I went to. First loss always hit like a thousand thunders.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> And now for 2018, I opt for more exhilarating moments rather
than seeking for happiness that has a very board and vast definition of it.
From the small bottled of exhilarating moments that I can complete the puzzle
of happiness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"> As I lay on the ground (figuratively, of course, but I do love lie on the ground), I learn to do anything to lift
myself up. Fill the hole of doubt and scratched papers of depressed thought
with the light and gratitude. Although it is hard for me to think like this but
I’d like to think that I’m thankful to grow in this family and surrounded by
the friends whom never hesitate to extend their hands to help/give me shelter. There
must be a place in the world where people who have delicate hearts and able to
live beautifully. I will definitely find it. For him, myself, and all of misfits in the world.</span></div>
Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-87711421375565747802017-12-08T19:21:00.000-08:002017-12-08T20:28:28.068-08:00Be A ParisianParisian beauty will always make me envy. Not the kind of -<b>bad</b>- envy but just -<b>pure</b>- envy. How do they manage to eat salad, little meat, and glasses of wine daily and not craving for anything else?<br />
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The fact that the Parisian women look like they just throw anything to wear but still manage to look elegant baffle me.<br />
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They have it inside them: <i>overflowing chic aura</i> and <i>confidence</i>.<br />
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And that is exactly what I want to achieve.<br />
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I read the book of How to be Parisian once in the past. They're obsessed with weight, so every morning they'd weigh themselves. If they do weigh more, there's this thing whirring on their brain and they would stop themselves to eat much. Aside from calorie intake, they like to move their body. They walk everywhere. Go to office? Walk for 15 mins. Lunch? Munch on some salad and go walk for another 15 mins. Dinner? Throw some raw meat with extra kale and wine.<br />
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Repeat every day.<br />
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That's why they don't really gain weight. And it seems like we can do that too. <b>Eat proportionally</b> and <b>move around</b>.<br />
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I think it has something to do with <i>self-appreciation</i>. When they look at the mirror and they like what they're seeing, it boosts their confident. And that's how it works. <b>Self-worth</b> and <b>self-appreciation</b>. You know the term first impression always wins? They respect themselves so that they would do anything for that.<br />
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It's like you find someone who's passionate to do their thing, they have goals to achieve, they follow rules and stick to it. Individuality is praised and appreciated. They gain confidence and do their passion diligently.<br />
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I don't mind if I need to walk 2-3 hours a day 'if' I live in Paris. Look at the building, street, or even regular neighborhood. It's like paintings!<br />
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I see that the Parisian women tend to bring usual cloth to the next level. Like white tee paired with high-waist jeans, voila, the whole style become sophisticated. On top of that, even their bed hair look on point.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">source: <a href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank">1</a>, <a href="https://www.instagram.com/kaileemckenzie/" target="_blank">2</a>, <a href="https://www.instagram.com/shop_passenger/" target="_blank">3</a>.</span></div>
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I admire them and their style aspire me. I went on thrift haul last week, I've planned it for a week before. I could always find something similar to my style that is affordable. Fyi, half of my closet was from thrift haul.<br />
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See you soon!Je M'aimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08959130941191801193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2744277867619800966.post-89483818073809799322017-12-07T02:07:00.001-08:002017-12-08T20:50:05.260-08:00In the Meantime: A Week in JakartaMy last trip to Jakarta was.... fun.<br />
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I didn't get what I wanted but it was fun while it last.<br />
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Well, I did have something to do attend back then so I stayed for entire week in my friend's dorm in Jakarta Selatan. I went around when I had leisure time. I quickly learned the road and building near my friend's place so that whenever Gojek driver asked me where it located, I could say confidently that it's near building X or near Y Park.<br />
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Lol, I sounded like locals in a week!<br />
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Back then, when I did come to that big city, I didn't even know how to reach my friend's place and I trusted Gojek driver to take me home. Although it took 15 minutes late than the usual time.<br />
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It's true I spent one evening jogging around the neighborhood. I was lost and my phone lagged. After some lousy lead Google maps (it's not loaded easily, mind you) so I had to stop for more than 1 min to get Google Maps working.<br />
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I intended to Lotte Mart Fatmawati in hope that I would get to this big mall where many Kpop stars stepped in. Oh boi. Little did I know. On the way with the Gojek driver (GoCar), I realized my foolishess and texted my friend. 'Well, I mistakenly input Lotte Mart Fatmawati when I wanted to go to other place.' Then, she facepalmed and answered my text while laughing at me.<br />
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It was not mall, I guess, it's more like supermarket?? I just went around and went out to think about my next destination.<br />
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Surely, as someone who has timid side, I admit that I enjoy wandering alone. Of course, I still felt a little shy to go to one shop and interacted with the attendant. Or I went to this small street vendor to buy something to eat.<br />
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I decided to have lunch outside, rather than in the supermarket, because thanks it'd be cheaper. So, I did go this one street vendor and bought a plate of Bakmi Goreng. The sun's schorching hot, so I made sure I ordered fresh drinks: ice orange (?). I knew I looked weird because who ordered lunch before 12 AM alone in street vendor?<br />
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But because no one bothered to look at me in pity so I busied myself with gadget and made sure I guarded all my belongings so that no one could touch anything. Beware, it's big city, we're talking about.<br />
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Then, I wondered if I could go to any gallery after that.<br />
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My friend would suggest all galleries in Jakarta and I picked the one with free entry. /OF COURSE/ I ordered Gojek to Galleri Nasional Indonesia but no one accepted. One driver even rejected my order! It was more than 12 KM, I thought. I gave up just like that.<br />
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Don't worry I still have plenty of time, I said to myself.<br />
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I gave up and I decided to go to my initial destination: Lotte Mart Shopping Avenue! Ugh, that place reeke money, expensive money. Everywhere I see expensive brand of clothes, bags, and cosmetics. I rolled my eyes all the time. This place was not for me. Why would I bother?<br />
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The clock showed it was 3 o'clock and I walked out. Google Maps said my current spot with my friend's place was close so instead of taking Gojek, I walked. True, I walked so that I saw this ITC Semanggi on my way.<br />
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Lol, I stepped in and said to myself, well, I should go here rather than LMSA, tbh. /giggled/ I spent almost 1 hrs inside and I went home with light heart.<br />
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That's true, my friend, I bought new pair of shoes (black formal ones that I desperately needed for formal occasion) and I patted myself, I made right choice stepping in.<br />
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I spent another 1 hr to walk home. That's my exercise that day. A lot of walk.<br />
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I put up half of journey in here:<br />
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