And a swing of jazz. Monday, March 21, 2011. To hell with pride, let it fall like rain from my eyes. GA718, DPS-MEL, February 2011. My pain is through and my tears are dry. Then I have let mine fly, sprinkled over the dark night sky.

Love is not to obsess or to worship. The last one, better be done on the church. A friend randomly suggested me to update this. Been having no idea plus no time plus no proper wifi conn to write since the last few months. The word just hangs on the tongue without any realization.

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Wednesday, January 21, 2015. I want to see my parents growing old together. That is how my status updates went in some social media today. The first update I wrote with much prayers, tears, and confusingly. Counting down 20 days before my trip to leave Indonesia for a very long time to a far flung country in the continent of America, rough news was revealed as my parents came back from their medical check-up in Singapore. I used to have this idea of my parents retiring happily, tog.

Sunday, October 10, 2010. Monday, April 5, 2010. Put Up Some Colors, Please! My life is so colorless these days. Please help me to put up some colors. Gosh, I miss myself when I felt excited about everything in my life. Everything seemed so fun and interesting. I remember, when I wa.