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Morning Person!

How morning person I am? Hmm, people know that I am not a morning person. I will fully function after 10 until midnight. Somehow, lately, I feel like I am missing out on things in the morning like bubur kacang ijo.  So I decided to try to be a morning person. Well... at least waking up and start my day earlier than I usually do. It was not easy at first. But my boss said, "Let's try to have a morning meeting." Obviously, I was challenged. It worked out but also exhausting at first.  But I still try to wake up early and start my day early. I found out that lavender and chamomile tea helps for better sleep. I definitely bought the tea and start to drink it every day in the evening. So black tea in the morning, or turmeric drink, and lavender & chamomile tea in the evening when I wrapped up some work left at home.  The lavender & chamomile tea did not work directly but it helps to calm my body a few hours before bed. It relaxed my muscles and mind before bed. Though

Time runs so fast

Tomorrow is 2016. Time runs so fast. I still remember the first day on 2015, I felt that “Okay.. it gonna be next 12 months”. But time runs so fast. So fast. I felt it’s still January, but yesterday I realize that it is December already. Oh well..   What had happened in 2015? As a life, there are always 2 opposite things. Like happiness and sadness. Like black and white. Like up and down. I felt it much. I remember when I went to Jakarta 2 times in a month. I moved to a new place, a place that wouldn’t be my choice but now I am used to it *unless, someone who always ask me to resign and move back to my lovely place*. First half of year 2015 was great. And next half of year 2015, problems comes one by one. No use to write the problems but yeah problem just a problem. Also I have to wait more… ok.. no problem *it used to be a problem, but now*. I did cried a lot and more often than usual. Just to release the burdens. My mind couldn’t remember all of things that had happened in 2015.

Walking in Malang and Surabaya

Ok.. now I want to write about safety level of walking in Malang and Surabaya Well.. I love to walk. I often walking. Why? Because I am lazy to exercise so this is the only one simple sport that I can do everyday hahaha *an excuse* When I was in Malang, I walked a lot. Walking to campus, to my work place, to closest mall, even to somewhere that located a bit far from my place. I love to walk when I was in Malang. Because Malang air always refreshing and it is safe to walk everytime even at midnight *I did it often*. Yeah this is the simplest exercise that people can do. I walked at least 30mins a day, if I am not going anywhere. But I did more than that. Especially after raining, hmmm Malang is so beautiful and the best thing that you can do is walking enjoying Malang. And now... I am staying in Surabaya. I tried to walk, but everytime I walk I feel like people look at me and feel like "hey, who are you walking on my area!",  and never feel safe. People always talk to me

Dari seorang kakak untuk adiknya

Terlahir menjadi anak pertama adalah salah satu kebanggaanku. Menjadi anak pertama tentu memiliki tanggung jawab yang besar terhadap orangtua dan adik2nya. Menjadi anak pertama harus rela menjadi “kelinci percobaan” untuk orangtua. Menjadi pribadi yang kuat adalah suatu keharusan. Menjadi seorang yang tegas dan bisa memimpin adalah kewajiban. Menjadi seseorang yang bisa dijadikan role model adalah satu hal yang harus dilakukan. Awalnya kurasakan ini semua tidak adil jika semua ‘kegagalan’ harus kualami sendirian karena efek dari ‘percobaan’ orangtua. Aku yang harus merasakan sekolah jauh dari rumah, sedangkan adikku bersekolah dekat dari rumah, awalnya kurasakan sangat tidak adil. Namun seiring waktu aku mendapatkan pengalaman lain yang tidak didapatkan adikku. Dan dari semua pengalamanku yang tidak didapatkan oleh adikku, aku merasa bahwa itu sudah cukup. Denganku yang mempunyai beberapa pengalaman itu sudah cukup untuk menasehati adik-adikku dan memberikan gambaran atas hal tersebut

I am still the same

Now I found the reason why I really love to be under the rain. Last night mom told me about how I love the rain drops. When I was kid, daddy was riding motorbike, and I sat in front. For some people, it is not safe. But for me, it is interesting. A lot. When raining, and I sat in front, I always love to feel the raindrops on my hands and face even sometimes “drink” it. It is totally fine and fun. Well.. maybe dad and mom just a bit angry to me. They thought that it is not safe to ‘drink’ the raindrops. But I love it, even now. I mean I don’t drink it anymore, I just feel the raindrops on my hands, my face. I thought it is only I was kid that’s why I love under the rain. Every kids love it. I remember that I love to do it. But it is the thing that I always do when raining now. It is like healing. What kind of healing? From stress, from everything. When I feel that I need to be alone, to introspect myself, raining will be the best thing for me. feel the raindrops always be the best ti