ADYARSAL

Judulnya serem amat, every breath i take. hahaha... baru nyadar, judul basa inggris, kok tangan nulisnya basa ibu,parah pisan ga konsisten. ini gara2 kebanyakan nge-paper dari satu paper ke paper yang lain, mana kudu grammar checkin all the time pulak, nulis belum mikir kontennya masih mikir, itu bener pa kagak bahasanya. halaaahhh....gini nih kalo dari negara yang katanya berbahasa inggris bisa menghablurkan nasionalisme kek, kehilangan jati diri lah. ah....entahlah, yang jelas basa inggris itu PERLU!!!! orang di pesantren itu kalo ga ngomong arab ya inggris, kok ga pernah disebut kehilangan jati diri y?? gegege.. Ah...malah ngomongin basa bule _ _! kan mo cerita mak ama babeh....ama 2 mahluk mungil di pangkuan mereka. aaaa...this picture really soooo sweet, and everytime i saw this, my eyes watery so sudden ya...i miss them sooo much, it's been almost 1 year i haven't see them.  they are the reason i'm alive till now. every breath i take....all i ever don...

Dalian, January 10th 2012 Finally I open my Kopi Luwak (civet coffee) that should be an omiyage (gift) from Indonesia for someone in Dalian. Yes...I'm maniac of coffee..a black coffee, never put anything inside my coffee, just black as it is. For me, the black of coffee having a philosophy that...coffee is bitter, no matter famous it is, no matter how expensive for a cup, coffee is a coffee from Ethiopia and smuggled by a trader to plant in another country and finally come to South East Asia, then..now Indonesia become the 4th biggest coffee plantation in the world. I love coffee since i was in college, as an architecture student, coffee really help to boost my mood and especially my eyes to stay awake finish my drawing. until..I went to Japan 2years ago...I found Japanese love to drink black coffee...just black nothing add. Watching Japanese style..their humble, politeness, honesty, and all good manner...just looks like taste coffee as it is...black nothing add ...