3 months and a half

Woke up at 3 am for no reason.

It's been 3 months and a half since I finished my high school studies. Yet, I still have two months ahead to start college.

What do I do? That's the question people keep asking.

I travelled. 3 times, to at least 8 city. From Semarang to Lasem, from Bali to Jember. Two of my mom's fasctinations are travelling and taking photos. So we accompany her pursuing her passion.

I spent 3 months waiting for THIS college result. I've studied hard within the first 2 weeks, but I failed the test. I've done another tests at two different universities, I got them, I want this college so badly that I dare to risk those university offers. Good thing, I'm finally accepted to SMU Bridging Programme. The announcement was just 2 weeks ago. So basically I waited in most of my time.

I try to be more financially productive (and experienced) by teaching a 9-year-old piano student. His name is Raphael. He got the potencial of playing music by ear; however, this ability has not been developed by his former music teacher. So I challenged him to figure out the notes of the grandfather's clock in his house, and give him reward afterward. We started it off simple, I hope he can do much more later.

I produce songs. I've been composing several random pop songs since late last year. I had the ideas in my mind but I didn't have much time to make them happen. It's just last week that I found a website named Soundcloud and honestly, it brings my spirit back.

I spend time with my friends (because that's what we do, right?) through whatever: social media, chatting, meeting. Meeting was pretty intensive back then. But now that fate has destined us to live where we should be living and time has taken us apart from each other, it is something precious.

You see, I'm moving. I'm not like any couch potatoes out there. I'm just not living in routine.




Last word: I'm not afraid of moving forward.