It's Simply This

Folding up the legs, enjoying the ambience, no one fortunately saw me. Sipping favorite as having really great companion. I’m scatty about when I breathed really fine. I missed that somehow. Why was my adorable tick gone? Why? Did my eyes not tell enough that I begged the situation to stay? 

Benh Thanh Market And Its Around

Day 3 in HCMC, I was left by two friends of mine to Da Lat so I could arrange my time easily, I could wake up late at the noon, and just went everywhere I wanted to go. The truth was, I could still wake up in the morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. Gosh! I was about to join any roommate to go anywhere they planned but then they already left earlier. I have asked some travel agents the night before with Ly. I asked about one day trip to Cu Chi Tunnels and Cao Dai Temple but hell the price cost more than 200,000 VND. It excluded the entrance fee so I gave up. I only plan to let myself went anywhere my steps told me to go. Only wanted to enjoy my time for a while without having to be rush for something or ran after by the prepared itinerary. I went out from the hostel and headed to Benh Tanh Market. I haven’t bought stuffs for my friends. They would kill me for that haha. Looking for things I could easily handle along my journey. Remember that I still have 3 countries to go so I really didn’t wanna burden my shoulders. 

An old street sketcher

I enjoyed walking, just ambling, seeing what locals do in their routine. Left hostel at almost noon, I walked passing through the flower market to go to Benh Tanh Market. I found some street sketchers and I stopped at this old man. He was trying to make a sketch of the lady in red shirt. He seemed done with her eyes, nose, and mouth but still continued to polish it to be better. When I was passing through the flower market, I also found out a bubble drink on my right side, crossed the street so I promised myself to go there on the way back home since I have told my friends before that I wondered why I couldn’t see any bubble drink around HCMC. You know I am addicted to this kind of stuff.

Capturing what people do in a new place is somewhat interesting. You never know that people do different thing in different place. Pete has told me to always keep myself safe when crossing the street. I know it’s quiet alike with Jakarta where most people are rude in the street. They tend not to follow the rules and just break it like those streets belong to their grandparents. I had the opportunity to record a spot near Benh Thanh Market. This is just across the gate in of that area. You can see that it seemed too crazy about the intersection where people seem not able to wait for their time to run their vehicles. This is so common in HCMC I can tell. 

Inside the market, I looked for something I could bring for my friends. I have told you I didn’t wanna carry anything heavy. I came to some stalls with lot of choices which made me confused. Once you came into a stall, the seller must be asking you to buy. So, my tips you gotta make them sure from the beginning that you only wanted to know the price or you could say “I just wanna go around” as the excuses. Some of them were really annoying. I came to a stall and there was a young girl, I didn’t know if she owned it. I only wanted to check out the priceof some stuffs but she kept asking me “how much you want?” and “I give you cheap”. Only there for 1 minute and when I was about to go, she held my hand saying that I mustn’t go. She kept offering me what she selling. I got no word but she still detained me. Then I left her and she was mad at me. I forgot about her words but she said why I only looked around and  didn’t buy anything and she called me a liar bcs of me asking the price but not buy anything at the end. Oh please -_-

Then I came to another stall. I saw she had what I looked for. I asked the price and sure it didn’t even make sense. I bargained it more than 50% lower and she was shocked. Her face was terrible while saying I was crazy then asking me “are you okay miss? I think you are not okay”. I left her and I answered “of course, I am fucking okay”. Finally, I moved and I swear I could get the same price with what I bargained her in another stall.  For God’s sake. So, who’s crazy who think I am that one?

Some food stalls inside Benh Thanh Market

Benh Thanh Market is actually having not much different with traditional market in Indonesia. There are spots for them to sell fabrics, souvenirs, and something like that. Another side, it has place to sell vegetables, fruits, and many kind of meats. There is also an area for selling cooked foods. Just like in Indonesia, small stalls are surrounded by small tables and seats to make people possible dine it in. Most are like street foods, the traditional one but I never try any. Not sure if they’re halal. 

I read forums on the internet. Some experiences told that you gotta be careful buying foods in Benh Thanh Market. Sometimes, the seller gave you the menu list with the price shown on it but then they would cost you different price at the end. Be careful too with the charge of wet wipes here. Some naughty seller will charge the wet wipes for you. You are not supposed to pay for wet wipes, for anything’s sake. It should be given as a service. I didn’t experience any bad thing but long as I remembered, everytime my friends and I went to have meals in local restaurant, my friends just simply suggested me to use the hand wet wipes provided and they never told me it excluded the free service. 

Another street sketcher

On my way back home, I saw a street sketcher again. Now, it was a girl. She looked so serious making sketch of a young man. It was interesting to see her hand moving step by step and really trying to make the drawing so alike with the real man. No wonder if some people stopped there for a while just to see her doing her job. She was surrounded by, at least, seven curious people. Maybe some of them were lining up to be drawn next. Maybe, well I didn't know.

Love is A Simple Thing

I woke up at 3 am and randomly wrote this after watching a new short from Phillip Wang. I have actually thought about this for so many times. I have tried to observe everything around my environment about how love works and when it doesn’t. I have told you that love is a fragile thing which you have to handle with care and yes perhaps it’s true.

Love is when we care so much about something. When we realize that we are too afraid to loose it. Maybe those are only some of the symptoms. I am not even an expert to explain about love and everybody must be really having different explanations about this stuff. Sometimes love scares me, sometimes love forces me to understand it deeper, sometimes I hate when love makes me have to cry, sometimes it also asks me to believe in something, but sometimes love never gives me chance to realize that it’s really them coming. You can never predict love. I have even thought about this so long before what Ed Sheeran simply wonders about how people fall in love in mysterious ways.  Love is a mystery and love mostly comes through the unexpected way

Once, love is much more complicated than I thought it could be but then I realize that maybe love is not that complex but its people who make it too complicated. Love is a simple thing actually. True love is built when two people finally know they belong into each other. My friend even says, love is not when you try to seek for each other but love is when they finally find each other. Somehow, people also say that they never have a reason to fall in love but unfortunately, they have lot of excuses to break it at the end.

Building a perfect relationship is not easy, I know. Beside, there is nothing perfect for anything in this world. A natural born nature of human being who will never be satisfied about something should be remembered too. Darling, it is actually not hard to feel love but to keep it is so much harder. You once must know a line saying taking care of something existed is harder than constructing it from the very beginning. I am just always confused why some people have more reasons to surrender than try to make it stay. Well, I never blame them because somehow love can’t always stay, sometimes better for us to find another way. It is not because we give up on it. We just try to steer the paddle into the other way which we think it’d be more worth it.

How many people in this world finally give it up at the end while they firmly said “I love you” thousand times at the beginning? And then they realize that “I love you” which is enough in the first place but unfortunately it is not anymore. How could you know that it is enough?  The answer says we can feel enough when we choose it is. It’s all only about choice. You choose to be enough or you choose to be not.

So, love is a simple thing, right?

Jumping in Milk

Yes and finally I get no sleep and Subuh time is here while this revision seems to have no ending. I don't feel sleepy, Thank God. Sorry I make this blog quiet rubbishy bcs I remember I have just posted a garbage on my tumblr so this is your turn hey you blogspot :D

I grab my chocolate milk suddenly. I said to my mom I run out of milk in the refrigerator and then she asked me to buy a big box of it. Wew!!!! Anyway my mom will be going to Solo this evening so she will leave me for 3 days, ouch!!! but I think I can't take her to station bcs I have to see my lecturer today. Oh and we have got tickets to Solo too in Lebaran's day. Thanks to Ipul for helping us getting it. Thank you for staying up all night for that offer. If you are a student of UI and entered in 2011 and was there in OKK, you must know him well. The one who made me afraid if he would have dragged me into the stage but thank God, he didn't wkwkwk. While in the exact same day after he sang in front of a thousand of new students, I threatened him I would be very mad if he dared to do something silly to me and he got that. Btw gue rasa dia udah jadi agen tiket beneran, professionally.

While I was grabbing the milk, I jumped randomly and felt so enjoy doing it. Loncat-loncat gak jelas, nyanyi ala-ala sampe enek sama suara sendiri. Mungkin lelah, mungkin stress, mungkin shock liat sesuatu di media sosial gue. Sudahlah mari solat aja kali ya but this is still 4.52 am. Kan biasanya solat jam 6. Lah trus kenapa? Yeelah ti sekali2 solat pagi. Tapi kan solat jam 6 masih mending daripada gak solat sama sekali. Shut up lah ti!

A Flawless Remedy for Self Disaster

Maybe this body was being too limp at that night and either this feeling. I was still there with ton of tasks when every corner of this site has come under the blackness. I was losing any thought, running out of idea, being shut up by the feeling that really pushed me down however. That was when I decided to get some break for my mind and body. There was nobody I could phone but a cup of latte always there to forget about all the pressure till these tears finally faded out all of sudden. 

Also until I could make touch to these series of alphabets and suddenly soaked up with whack of notion to be written. That was also when I knew with just a glass of lustful milky green tea could turn the distress into happiness.

The smell of that latte might become my door of gate away. Tiny pits circling the subtle foam seems to be idea while the taste of this non-cheesy drink could finally deliver something great into my brain. Single cup of my favorite latte finds me the way. You're one of good part I look for most of the time. So, I'll meet you later, huh?