First Day

Fingers crossed things will stay the same that I can barely wait for the next day to come and the next workload to roll.

Super grateful.

Ha, you have no idea how fulfilling that is. Plus, it pays the bills, need I say more? ;)

Perfect Outlier

"Everything in moderation, including moderation," said the Wilde; outliers are good to have every now and then.

Barely sleeping thanks to the super intense Germany-Italy fighting for a spot in the semifinal (which resulted in an ideal outcome, just not the process), I gotta get moving anyway for 9.30 service where Bapa would be singing with his choir. A luncheon to follow was very lovely too: everyone was in a good mood and that put me also in a good mood. Before I took my nap, Luis made time to FaceTime Video; I pretty much slept the entire afternoon under his spell. Alternating between Austrian Grand Prix and Lopez-Kyrgios match (the eye candy eventually lost but the scenery was beautiful, to say the least), we were cooking these humongous lobsters Om Atmo brought us from his recent regular trip to the eastern part of Indonesia. Bless that guy and his family.

Gotta love the intricate details! Cooked in ginger chunks and a few powders and glazed with homemade butter sauce, dinner was beyond amazing! Nesa popped in a bit to grab the birthday prezzie and the rest of us went out to run some errands and get ice creams. 

Challenging days are to come, but for the time being, I love, love, love this perfect outlier of a day and more.

What's Thicker Than Blood

Yesterday's post went up earlier than normal. Have I finally put my procrastination to rest? Sadly no. It was already time to accompany Bapa to pick up Adek at the train station, that was the only reason why.

On the way to Manggarai, Bapa and I started having a conversation about the Communist party where I tried to probe how sensitive the issue is to my family. One thing led to another and we ended up maintaining this discussion till we almost made it back home..... but there's something in Bapa's story that knocked me off guard. I almost couldn't believe something that happened to Bapa's mother's father's brother's son actually affected me to a point that I was angered as if I was involved in the incident.

We Indonesians have this anecdote, "Every Batak is somehow related." While it holds true for the most part (I could try explaining why but it would be 7 hours long) and technically the person of interest is my relative too (given you, like Batak people, also agree that my father's mother's father's brother's son is still a family to me), the rush of emotions --all bad ones-- possessed me not because I feel related to him. But because I wholeheartedly believe that no one should have the life that he has.

Blood is thicker than water, but there's something even thicker than blood. It's called humanity.

Drop The Baby If You Don't Have a Bomb

A super fun Monday afternoon with Uty and Nesa sadly came to an end; both of them would make great roommates! Home alone, I felt like catching up with Indonesian news since CNN App is my only source of updates and they certainly don't write about what's happening in Jakarta (and rightfully so). Of course I had to find this downright atrocity:

A baby. Was dropped. From the top floor. By the mother. All the more reason to solely use CNN App. Read here.

What Girls Do in the Bathroom

This post is for all of you guys who always wonder (and get frustrated about) why girls go to the bathroom all the time, with a bunch of their friends, and not coming out for what feels like an eternity. I don't believe in gender supremacy but toilet conferences and photo shoot sessions are amongst the perks of being a lady. ;)

Well now you know!

You Gotta Start Somewhere

When I was young

and Christmas trees were tall

we used to love while others used to play.

I will never be able to single out a band nor any singer at all to label as my favorite, but Bee Gees is up there with the ones closest to my heart.

First of May is a good song. First of May 2016 is hopefully a good start of this blog.

Intentional? Of course not, just me trying to link between two completely unrelated things and calling a totally irrelevant thing 'a sign'.

That's what I do best.