When I Was Young and Stupid

I hated you because you’ve never asked me out on a date, for a romantic candle light dinner. Instead, you asked me to accompany you eating cheap meals from street-vendors’ tents. I hated you because you’ve never mad at me if I didn’t call you or if I was missing for a day or two;…

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The Sweetest Day

How fool … ! I thought THE SWEETEST DAY really exist … ! Probably Italians celebrate it on Oct 14th; I thought. Because on that particular day, Matteo sent me something “sweet, rich, dark, and simply irresistible”: CHOCOLATE … hahaha … what else do you expect? ;p Along with it, he sent me a note…

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The Memories of Us

… a piece I wrote on early August (but haven’t got a chance to post it since then) … Murky Saturday afternoon — 3:00 p.m. @ de-koffie pot There were three of us. Saya, Jonte, dan Ifel–duduk mengelilingi sebuah meja dengan segelas kopi dingin pilihan masing-masing. We were at de-koffie pot. A cozy coffee-shop in…

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