i am sterdam

yes, this place is more suitable for my personality, indeed. tapi setelah nyaris terserempat mobil pas lagi naik sepeda ke kantor barulah saya sadari kalau orang-orang disini bisa jadi ga taat aturan juga, hehehe. terus jadi kangen kedisiplinan orang-orang jerman >_<

panas dan lembab, tapi angin musim panasnya di pinggir sungai beneran bikin seger. kinda miss indonesia :)

hey, september ntar saya genap setaun merantau di eropah. wish me luck ah buat internship saya. hehehehe, mudah-mudahan setelah dari sini makin berilmu padi. amin

aneh sekali rasanya, saya jadi menikmati mobilitas ini, sungguh. terimakasih Tuhan...

get set...

and go.

her morning elegance--Oren Lavie

Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in it’s case

Soon she’s down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes…
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes…
Nobody knows

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes…
Nobody knows