On the way to Chinatown from Trafalgar Square I heard a violin sound but I couldn’t find the source. I kept looking and there it was. I saw an old man in his wheelchair, playing his violin. It was beautiful but kinda sad, the song. Most people were just passing him by quickly. A few were giving him a penny or two. And me, I just watched him from a far and walked pass him and take a picture of him took some money he earned that day, secretly, not even looking through the view finder, in a split of second.
Before today ends, I’d like to dedicate this post for my Mom. Today is her birthday. Her 53rd. My Mom is my hero, my best friend and at times can be my big enemy. We hang out together a lot, just the two of us. Sometimes we do shopping together or just eat ice cream in a mall and just sit there and do people watching (and lots of people talking lol). We bicker a lot, we talk our heart out too. She is willing to take the bullets for her family. She sacrificed a lot through her life for her family. She hit rock bottom in her life, many times. But she is one hella strong woman I’ve ever seen in my life. I couldn;t ask for a better mom because she is perfect for me. So now, in her birthday and everyday I wish her a long happy life ahead. I wish her to be healthy, always be healthy. I wish I can make her proud in the near future. I wish her to worry less. All and all I just wish her all the real happiness she can get in her life.
Happy birthday, Mama!
Work of art [noun]: a product that gives aesthetic pleasure and that can be judged separately from any utilitarian considerations.
It was really hot that day, the summer’s sun smile brightly accompanied by a clear blue sky. We decided to wait inside the mall until it’s quite cool outside. Around 5 pm we went out to a dock near the mall and sit down near the manmade beach. While we were talking it just strucked us when we realized there’s this really pretty painting in the sky. As if all the colours in the palette were brushed on the sky. All the beautiful colours. I could just gasp, breathless, jawdrop. Twilight.
It’s a work of art.
I love traveling. Trains, buses, ferries, subways or even walk.
Chasing the train, or just waiting while other people seems rushing to their destination. Continue reading
Spring, 2006. Geumo, South Korea.
Talking about spring time, it always brings back my memory to 2006. That was the first time I went abroad. I had no idea what was South Korea about and really didn’t care about it. But it was that starstruck moment when the bus that brought us to this school arrived in the front gate. It’s cherryblossom trees along the front road of the school! The flower petals were falling from the trees and it felt like a soft snow although i’ve never felt a real snow. It’s so pretty beyond words.
It was a really memorable 2 weeks in my life. Everywhere we went just full of blossoming cherryblossom trees. And when we held farewell, the cherryblossoms were completely fell off of the trees as if saying good bye to us. But I felt so lucky because later did i know that cherryblossom flower has a really short life. I think it’s a fate that i went there just right when the flowers bloom, that makes South Korea has a soft spot in my heart now. Thank you for the beautiful Cherryblossoms, Spring!
Take an empty jar anywhere in your room. Everytime when something good happens to you – it doesn’t matter if it is just a little thing, if it makes you happy – write on a little paper why you are happy, fold the paper, and take it into the jar. On the last day of 2013 empty your jar, and see how many little presents life give to you. Do it in each year.
Found this in tumblr and super excited to do this! Join me? 🙂
Dulu awal masuk SMA, waktu pertama kali kenal B, saya dan sahabat saya I melakukan konspirasi besar terhadap B (halah).
Entah gimana caranya I cerita ke B kalo saya punya pacar bule yang tinggal di Cape Town, Afrika Selatan karena ikut babenya pindah ke sana. HAHAHAHA, saya cuma ketawa gak habis-habis dengernya. Dan B cuma iya-iya in saja dengan muka serius /tepokjidat/
Beberapa lama kemudian, waktu saya sama B ikut program bareng, dan waktu di bis B nanya sama saya, “Eh, gimana tik pacar kamu yang di cape town? Ceritain dong!”
saya cuma bisa melongo dengernya, trus abis itu ketawa ngakak.. I couldn’t believe that he actually buys it so easily..i mean, h o w…
kelanjutannya, saya sudah lupa.. pokoknya masih heran aja sampe sekarang kalo inget konspirasi I sama saya waktu itu.. ckck..
Buat B, kalau ngana baca postingan ini, beta minta maaf dengan sangat ya, buddy :’)