This warning makes peoples confused when they need to bury the died people. Usually they laid to rest peoples in the area around the dangerous area. So, they are not allowed to enter this area. Once, there was an old man died in the evacuation camp. Peoples need to enter the kampong to bury him. They counted, if the guard forbid them entering the area, they would like to put the died body in the guard camp. Gosh!

The colour is blue, light-dark blue. I got it from Iwan Tenggo in Jembatan Lima. Then, I tried to pedal it to Kuningan. Chris, my brother, needs to see it. Yups. He wants a folding bike too. I folded it and put it while I enjoyed a mug of hot chocolate in starbucks. He came and was so surprised looking at the folding bike. It is my ROO D7.

My bottom and my thigh were weary, peddaling from Jembatan Lima to Kuningan, and continued to Kebayoran Lama. It seems, I need to change saddle and wear the bicycle pants. It will be more comfortable.

Any of you want to pedal it?  

It is black, light and it is Polo! Yups. It is my new glasses. Esti, my sister, bought it for me. (thanks, sist!) She bought 2 glasses for herself, and one for me. This brand is the same with her, and also the colour. The glass made from plastics. “Get the black frame so that I looks like a teacher!” she ordered.

Mine is black. But do I looks like a teacher?

The blue-cylinder one, I bought it four years ago. No other colours except the blue one. Another box is made from the glass. I brought it last week to put my emping crackers. *uwh, I want it more!*. Beside that glass-box, I have another three boxes for coffee, tea and chocolate.

I bought a set of lunch box in ikea Berlin. I love it because the red top. Unfortunately, the red top can’t be sticked properly. So, I only use it to put the fruits I buy everyday. The purple top given by my friend’s mother. I like to put the potatoes inside. The bigger one is for my bread’s property. There are breadspread, garlic spread cheese, slices cheese, mustard, ham, and butter.

Do you have any lunch boxes in your cubicle?

I really want to scream and tell everybody that I am falling in love. Look, there are thousands red rose growing in my cubicle. Whoops … the rose-jungle! Actually I have tried to clap my cheek repeatedly. I also pinch my stomach, but I found some fat there. I know, I’m really falling in love.

I can’t stop smiling. I can’t stop thinking of him. The calls bring him back to me. He already put my heart in the right place. I remember his crunchy smile. Humm … we need hours to fly and meet, sharing the hearts.

I know, you must be the answer.

I really want it. I dream over night after trying to pedal the folding bike. It is nice and cute. I can fold it in my dorm and put it inside my room. So, Koh Handi will not ask extra fee for the bike I put outside.

Well, last two weeks, my friend Acong bought a bike. He bought mountain bike. I don’t like MTB because it is huge and … I have to pay extra fee for parking in the dormitory! Gosh. I can’t imagine it. So. I prefer folding bike. Encis recommends me to buy the folding bike.

And, I got it! In a week, I will ride it.

Peoples screamed. We were happy sat together in the house. Wimar Witoelar from perspektif.net came as a moderator. He is the oldest blogger (want to say: the most experienced blogger). Minister for Communication and Information Mohammad Nuh announced officially that October 27 would be National Blogger Day!

Whoops … psst … it must be a holiday!

Yeah. I have you around me. A kind sister that never be absent to watch me. My brother who always share his stories and happiness. My friend, the new biker. In another part of the earth, I have a Berliner policeman and some young guys in Auckland, Berlin, Japan, Nigeria, India, Pakistan, Aussie, Tanzania, Ghana, Philippines … And I have you. Yeah. You! 

You made me very grateful to God. You color my days, with a bunch of smile and a warm hugs. That’s why I go to church to say thanks.

Jeevan, an Indian friend ever asked me, “Do you still praying?” Another question comes from Danto, my college’s friend. “Do you go to church every Sunday?” Friends, don’t you know that you are my reasons to go to church to say thanks to god.

She used to wear the plastics shoes avery rainy season. black outside, and black-white inside. I don’t know, I hate that shoes. It looks like oldies, and she looks old wearing that shoes. If she had another better shoes, the feather one, why she wears that shoes? I prefer to make the shoes wet naturaly. I did not put off my shoes when it is raining. It will be wet and heavier.

This year I got the red boot from Esti, my sister. It should be for kids. But because the size is 10, I can wear it. “Wear it when Jakarta is flooding …” she said. Whoops! And I tried it. No more water in my shoes. It is boot, it is made from plastics, likes my mom’s black plastics shoes.  So, what is the difference with mom’s shoes? Mm … the black one is for mom, and the red one is for the younger one.

Horray!

Gosh! I missed him so much. Suddenly he called me. He asked my life and told me that he loved me so. Whoops. In the same time, my heart was broken. Yups. He dissapeared when I need him. And now he said that he loved me. What the fucking man are you, huh? Then, he was in a hurry and need to end the conversation.

And I rang him. But a girl picked up the phone. Then, I rang his cell phone. He said in his language and I did not understand about it. Gosh! It seems, I need to forget him soon.