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Sunday, March 22, 2015

Once upon a dream

I feel like swallowing thorns. Thousands of thorns. They're stuck there in my throat, so my throat bleeds. I can't scream. I can't ask for help. I feel like two black buttons have been sewn to my eyes, blocking my sight. I can't open it. I wish I was able to cry but I am not. My tears are now boiling, like the water of hell. It burns me. I feel like my head is going to explode. I can feel the crack in my skeleton. My brain is dysfunctional. I feel like dying.  But you wouldn't understand. You would never understand. Crying is not your...

Saturday, March 21, 2015

[Review] Coffee & Small Talk (Part 2)

Sudah lama nggak buat review tempat ngopi yang nyaman di kota kembang ini. Berhubung akhir-akhir ini sedang sibuk-sibuknya ngerjain tugas pembuatan topik dan berita untuk acara ESP sore (saya kan intern yang rajin dan baik), ditambah lagi dikejar-kejar revisi proposal skripsi dan proyek terjemahan, jadilah cukup susah saya buat dapetin waktu untuk ngopi. Beneran ngopi ya, bukan sebatas beli minum di Chatime. Tempat kerja yang berada di kawasan CBD...

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Perang batin

Sudah lebih dari lima kali kuklik tombol refresh pada halaman ini selama sepuluh menit terakhir dan tak ada pemberitahuan untuk pesan baru yang muncul di laman utama surelku. Apakah lebih baik kuhubungi saja contact person yang tercantum di surat terakhir yang kuterima? Atau mungkinkah persyaratanku tak mencukupi? Perang batin yang kualami saat ini sejujurnya membuatku tersiksa. Jika aku diterima, itu artinya selangkah lebih dekat menuju cita-citaku. Jika aku ditolak, itu artinya masih ada kesempatan untukku bisa menempuh pendidikan berikutnya...

Monday, March 2, 2015

Scrambled eggs

That one annoying moment when you're hungry and you head into your kitchen only to find out that you have nothing else to cook or, as in my case, heading into the dining room only to find the leftovers on the table and you don't want to eat them because you already had the same meals last night. It's a problem for me because I have no vast skills in cooking and I rarely cook, though I can't deny loving cooking somehow. I don't have any idea how...