AFTERNOON LIGHT

As the senior year student in uni, this is our best moment to enjoy the remaining time left before some of us experiencing the real practical medicine in hospital as interns, and maybe some of us will go our own way and decided not to be a doctor after all.

As we graduate from med school, we'll carry the title 'Bachelor of Medicine'. Not Doctor, not yet. The journey is still far from finish. You need to be an intern in teaching hospitals at least 2 more years. Just like in Grey's Anatomy, anybody watches the show? And then you'll become resident, your name finally begins with Dr. To become a specialist, the inquiries you need to fulfill are still soooo many and it takes time. A great deal amount of time and energy. So any highschool-ers thinking about getting into medschool, well my advice, think again my friend. Do you really want to be a doctor, or only because you're forced to?

Anyway, there was me rambling about school, i got distracted from what i really want to say earlier hahaha. So, last Saturday i attended my very last Campus Night. The president of the event is my dear best friend, Regina Varani. It was a great success, it was none like any other Campus Night i've ever attended! This is what i wore to the event, since it'll be crowded, i picked something comfy but didn't make me seemed like dressing down so much.


 PICNIC dress / Mango slingbag / Guess watch / random accesories / F21 rings


 
 
 

Yesterday i just realise, the lights burst into my room every sunset is really beautifully glistening. So i ran to grab my camera and took this photos. No filter, no edit. Just the pure afternoon light.

 
 

HELLO AGAIN

The fourth of May 2010, that was the last entry on this blog. For almost 3 years i decided to leave the blogging world, abandoned this blog, and focused on my study. I miss blogging sometimes, mostly because of my sister, Nathalie. I manage to be her photographer and in return i ask her to post some of my photos too. Kinda feels great to see my photos are up on the blog again, though it's not mine. Another reason besides the narcissistic part of me is, i like to ramble about almost everything, and since i don't have any blog, i don't know where to babble it all. twitter really is not an option.

After a long battle with my own self, whether i have the time to run a blog right in my last 2 months in university (which means final thesis, skripsi as Indonesian calls it, is waiting to be submited), i finally give up and follow my guts to rerun this small blogging world of mine.

So much had happened in the past 2 years. I'd like to begin the story with the news of my body weight. I lost approximately 10 kilos, i don't really pay attention to the 'before' weight, but now i'm a 160cm/47kg girl. If you ask me how did i do that, i honestly don't know. Seriously. i do not do diet or exercise, i eat everything i want. But i think i know the reason, and it may sound cheesy (it is cheesy, really, i know).

I met someone. No, met is not the right word to say. He's my friend in university. I didn't really pay attention to him at first, the only thing i know was he's the class clown and he makes me laugh everyday. As time flew away, many things encountered with him, i found out he's more than just hilarious. The feeling had grown without me being notified. 

 

We've been dating for almost 2 years now, and he makes me laugh everyday and thank him for that. Hopefully i will live another decade because of all the happy feeling he makes me feel, lol. You may think the expression of 'finishing each other's sentences' is only happened in films, and it;s all a lie in real world, but he does that. He knows what i'm thinking or what i'm feeling without me telling him, even when we argue.

 
 
 

I assume my weight loss happened because i feel happy, i feel accepted for the way i am, so i begin to love myself back. The next thing i knew, the weight's dropping on its own.


I dyed my hair to brown last year, and i can't stop myself from trying every colour possible.

After brown i dyed it to red brown, the colour is so beautiful at first, but after a week, the red tint began to fade, leaving my hair back to brown. So a month later i dyed it to red, i mean red red like Rihanna's red. 

 

 

It was so fun experiencing the fire on my head, but people stared, i got uncomfortable sometimes. As it faded to orange-y red, i fell deeply in love with my hair.

 

But sadly, i had to face a super scary test which the score really is subjective. I was not dare to pass the test with my burning colour hair as it would cloud the judge's scores. So i had to dye it back to black. Surprisingly it turned out great, i looked calm and young. I loved it too.

 

 

 My current hair colour is dark brown, because the colour faded, againnnnn. I'm thinking of recolouring my hair, but i can't decide which colour should i try this time. is it brunette, back to the fire red, or be calm and young with black? or should i just take a break from playing out with it and let my hair rest for a while? 

Here we are in the end of my first entry after a long hiatus. It's really nice to see all of you again. I'd like to hear from you too, so just comment away!