You know someone's changed when you don't spend that much quality time together anymore

-Femme LHS

Good News!!

So... from late February until early April I went through this candidate selection for a competition in Singapore this May. At first I wasn't really sure about it, whether I'm capable and actually a perfect fit (or at least suited) candidate to represent my university, but then I thought rather than regretting seeing someone else go might as well just give my best to it.

From individual selection until group selection I managed to pass all of it. And finally it came down to the very last selection... At that moment I realized that I wanted to be a part of the competition and as a representative for my uni real bad, so I tried giving the best I could (although I know I'm not yet like the senior ones). Then it came down to the part where we had to wait for the announcement. Definitely jitters! But at the same time the desire to be a part of it becomes stronger. At that time all I could do was pray that I can pass the last round of selection.

Well I guess my prayer was heard by God and...

This is quiet a big thing for me, as I am actually a newbie in this field, but now I'm competing with other universities from around the world. Thrilling much! Not forgetting to mention that last year our senior won 2nd place, so I assume the uni wants us to at least be at the same place or even better FIRST PLACE. (´_`。)

But whatever. Just gotta give our best anyway, and beat the other univs! And definitely wish us luck for the competition!

P.S. I will be leaving with Ka Cynthia and Ka Kalyana, since we are competing in groups :)

What you see isn't always what you get

A few days ago, one of my friend asked me a question. The question was that, "do you still think about your dad?" And my answer was, "yea, definitely. Almost all the time. Why?"

Now here's the kinda-shocking-but-actually-not-really statement that my friend said, "you don't seem like someone who've lost their father."

I don't know for sure what my friend has in mind, but what I'm assuming is that my friend sees the joyful and super-happy faces of mine almost everyday, and so my friend thinks that I'm not thinking about my dad.

Well actually. I do think about my dad a lot, I remember the days where I used to hug his big belly, how I used to sleep next to him and listening the beat of his heart, how I hold his hand while he drives, I remember it all. And now that he's no longer here on earth, I do feel that I'm missing him.

Loosing him may have changed my life, but one thing for sure is that, him leaving doesn't mean that I have to let go of my joy. Infact, why should I? I know that he's in a better place now, I know that he's with God, so why should I be sad right?

All I wanna point out here is that, just because I can still smile and laugh, that doesn't mean I've forgotten about my dad. No. I just know that he's in a better place, that's why I smile.

And dad, I do miss you, and I will always miss you.

-your one and only bonjer

We the Indonesians would say, PECAAAAAAHHHHH


A small message I want to pass on to you guys. If you seriously can't stand the anger, at least try not to express it in social media networks. The impact of it can be very serious.

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