A thought from the past part 2

AN HONEST CONFESION

well, it all started a couple of months ago before the final exams and UGM test, we chatted and got to know each other and i started to have a feeling for her, but because of some circumstances i never got to her heart. so we became friends, not the best of friend but friend.

We kept in contact but not very intensively, but then i suddenly struck me, i was listening to a song. That song tells about a place that i always visit during my holidays, and i started thinking of her again.

It may sound strange to you, but this time the feeling that had come to me before, came again. It came at the strangest of time, but this time it was different. I don't know why i m sure that maybe this time its love, not just 'puppy love", but i guess it's to quick to judge.

This time I m certain about the feeling, but unfortunatly, she does live in Bandung anymore, she lived in that place, the place that the song described.

So i thought of a plan, a scheme to some how get to her heart, so i dared my self to start chatting with her, and it's been going on since. Well, maybe she's the right person for me, cuz i find a lot of comfort in talking to her directly or indirectly.

If i succeed it's gonna be a long distance relationship, 400km long. We gotta trust each other.
I am ready and up for it, but i wonder if she is up for it.., i wonder if she has the same feelings for me??
Although separated by the 400km distance, but how come i feel so close to her, i feel as if she is just a 15 minute walk away.

But reality speaks differently. Well god please let me succeed in taking her heart, although we are very far a part, please let me succeed. Let the distance be no boundaries to the feelings that i feel (hopefully if i succeed, we feel).

Let there be no you and me, but just we. We who will succeed in completing each others personalities, we that will fill each other gap in our heart, let there be we that will live eternally..

Originally written october 2009

A thought from the past Part 1

TRAVELING AND BEING SINGLE

It's not common for me to write notes, or blogs or what ever napster calls these type of open writting where every one can see what your thoughts are and your point of view and so on, and so forth.

Travelling has been an alltime passion for me, i've been travelling since, as young as i remeber, not just in Indonesia but in other countries as well. From my point of view, the best way to enjoy travelling, or to enjoy your time while travelling is to be a backpacker, and travel cheap and poor, by doing this we get the "real"feel of the country, city or place we traveled in.

My first experience of backing is travvelling with the whole family around west europe, we started in London, and continued to Germany, France, Austraia, Belgium, czech Rep and The Netherlands. We traveled using the cheapest class in train (here would be the ekonomi class, not executive). The trains were different from the ones in Indonesia, they has seating comparments that consisted of 4 to 6 six facing each other. The train had a gang way on the edge and two toilets(of course).

During our travels, we encountered lots of people, from undergraduate students, other backpackers, rich buiessness man, hippies and gipsys, it was a reat anventure.beside using the train, when we got to our destination, instead of using the taxi or carer a car, we walked or tooked the tram.By doing this, my father showed me the real meaning of travelling, n ot just enjoying the luxuries in life, but enjoying the little things, that discomforts us.

At the present moment (while i'm writting this blog) i am at a cafe in Jogjakarta enjoying my afternoon coffee and cigarette whilst watching the cars go by. Although it's not paris or rome, but i can just imagine my self like that in this situations.

Being single is great fun, it gives you no bounderies, it makes you feel free, but sometimes, during my travels (to jogja, and vicinity of jogja) it feels in complete when when i see a spectacular view, or place without "some one"(what i mean in is some one as in terms of a girl that has the same hobbies and thoughts) to accompany me. It makes the view fell less spectacular, it's like a cocking that has no slt in it, it feel incomplete.

Maybe some day i can complete this in complete feeling...

originally written march 2009