Bitten

Hi!

What's more soothing than a warm hug in a blurry day? Stress is no good at all, self-love is what I got for my self-hate right now. College life game strong and I'm stunned. The midterm test is kind of a hit, thank Goodness I could handle. And the statistics were just very frustrating, oh well, I have never been good in any mathematical subject. Never thought that the fifth semester would be this... hard. It's like someone has slapped me in the face and said, "Tada! Welcome to the jungle, dear." That's why I took a lot of solo trip or going out with friends in this semester just because I'm starting a bit fed up.

On point

Oh so right

Last week I went to Jakarta 32C at Gudang Sarinah with a friend and found this ordinary writing. I just feel like it is so true, the cycle of happiness is actually when you can learn, work things out, and share it with others. Simple yet meaningful. You know, we always forget, or we just remember things that we liked. So, sometimes we need to be woken up by our surroundings, to see more clearly, to think up more rational. At the same time, we could have a little fun.

Play and have cheer of your life like a little kid with no probs. Feed the emptiness of our heart with a touch of childish soul because we can. 

For every sweats and tears

And parents' love. The never ending one, from a couple of special souls that God had sent to us. "Sudah makan belum?", "Ayah kangen.", "Ibu masak enak, cepat pulang.", simple questions like that will always have a place in my heart. Nothing can beat that. Nothing in this world. 

Today's the last day of my midterm week, so I went to Pekan Raya Indonesia with some friends. But today was not so great, statistics and investor relations in one day, can you imagine? And also I got my favorite tumbler broke. Yes, I did break it and I can't be more sad than this because this tumbler has become my company since high school. Little things did bother me. When I ask oh why, life answer, "Why not?" Okay, alright.

Life's pinch me hard and I made a fruit punch instead of begging. A twist here and there, drains me in a river of real struggle. I know I can make it ahead. 

Oh! Tomorrow's the day of Sumpah Pemuda in Indonesia, let's be the best version of ourselves youngsters :)

Blurry picture with my real ones

Ok bye now!

Cheers,

Gendis.