Being sick at the new house

I have been happy and yes I have been so mobile as you know (no I haven't written you before) I got that choreography job for Hyundai Nant Music Audition with Tischanyar a.k.a Icha when I still lived in Bekasi. So I was on the road like all the time, took buses and sometimes ojek from Bekasi to Permata Hijau, and after working at afternoon I rushed to Diana's wedding party at Ancol which is so fuckin faaar..... and then slept over at Icha and woke up early morning to make a choreography and then teach the singers until late at night. The next day we visited them in Balai Sarbini and Icha even still had to train the stupid 7 Putri Indonesia. After that we went shopping... you know what, I don't really like shopping. My legs was hurting, I was exhausted and the next day it was Sunday, locking practice with Captain Adhit at Interlude Dance Academy, then rushed to Regy Gobel wedding party at Shangri La Hotel Grand Ballroom. The party was............... I took bus from Rempoa to Cikini because I had appointment to swim with my sister (yayyy!) but the bus dropped the passangers before the destination (it often happens, I could take the next bus coming) The bus dropped me at Bunderan HI and I decided to walk to Cikini. Whoooyeah! Cool! At night my left body was hurting, from head to toe. My left hand was numb and I was awaken up several times because I found out I wasn't inhaling.

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It Has Been A Lot!

Wow, where should I start? So my comeback to dance class after a month break (sebulan aje dibahas...gimana lebih? Udah jadi buku keleus :D) had been a wild ride. Right away rehearsal for a performance and coordinating an event at the same time. Berto gave me this job from IDF, where I worked as P.I.C for Dance Writing Workshop. My girl IKAN said why am I taking the job if I am so busy? The answer is clear: I need to pay college. Ikan said she can just lend me money and I can focus on my thesis. God, bless this human that is my best friend. That's very kind and thoughtful of her. Anyway, I took the job so I was running 2 events at the same time. One in Cikini, Central Jakarta and one in SOM, South Tangerang. I became an adept Commuter Line user. I no longer mistaken peron 1 with peron 2 and silly things like that, like not knowing which gate I should enter after scanning my card to enter the peron. Duh. Duh 100x. I wasn't particularly on diet but I really didn't want to ea...

What is happiness? It sounds like a snack.

I would, like usually, open this post by saying "Things are crazy". Yes, I don't know are things really crazy or is it just me. I think it's the latter. Life appears as surprises to me. And I act like a door, opening this tunnel, closing another one. I don't feel dull, and I can't say my days have been dull for they are full with challenges. But I have been so alone. This also sounds weird. Since when that I'm not alone? I always pull myself back from any social event. I hang out alone. I guess the last time I had a good time outside the house/office/campus with another human being was the last Saturday in January, so it's a month ago. It is true that if I just ask, I will get people willing to go with me. But I am the pickiest picky pick ever because most of the times when I don't pick, I get bored with dull conversations, or a view of someone watching his/her phone like there's nothing else to see. So all this time I hang out alone. Mos...

yang hilang dan jadi debu

ada sesuatu yang diam-diam kupercaya walau ia hilang ditelan bisingnya Jakarta: Islam ada cara hidup yang sederhana, menawarkan kesadaran untuk mampu mengendalikan kecepatan, dengan disiplin lima kali dalam sehari, dan tidak lebih lama dari basa-basi ada cara bertutur yang tegas dan disetujui tubuh, istighfar membuatku sadar, bahwa yang sakit bisa pulih tasbih menunduk-daguku, bahwa seniman itu sebuah entitas hamdalah hangatkan bahuku, ada yang Maha kendali di atas kendaliku

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