macam biasa, dari hari ke hari, tak banyak yang berlaku.
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december: reports, parents coming and thinking nothing has changed, the familiarity of nasi lemak in the morning, trying to keep up appearance.
italy – rome, florence, milan. graves ruins and chapels, strange men in the night, midnight walks alone, thoughts of dostoevsky walking in gardens. it’s strange, when you think that someone (lets say, an author) was a tourist too at a tourist attraction that was there 100 or 150 years ago.
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will be leaving F for 5 months – a month in scotland, another four in jakarta. let’s see what happens. possibilities of staying in europe after graduation, i don’t know. other people seem to hang in there.
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i have read approximately only…. Murakami last year. so that’s a single book for 2017. cannot call reading as a hobby anymore, i guess.
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i refuse to, still. it’s always the sequence of events and gestures that intrigue me the most – this routine of ours.
but this will not survive long, i am sure of that.
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favourite thing to cook right now : roasted vegetables with couscous.
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