“Kalau aku potong rambut, aku pengin potong rambut for
a good cause.”
Tidak secanggung itu, tapi
kurang lebih seperti inilah kalimat yang terucap saat saya dan Mama
mengobrol di teras loteng rumah malam itu. Kalimat ini akhirnya
menjadi sebuah rencana yang dijalankan beberapa minggu hingga bulan
Sejak akhir Maret 2020,
kantor saya mulai memberlakukan Work From Home (WFH) dengan sistem
bergantian. Lalu escalated pretty quick hingga menjadi full
WFH pada pertengahan April hingga saat ini (November 2020). Ya,
selama itulah saya tidak ke kantor, kecuali untuk beberapa “keperluan
penting” (baca: saat bosan di rumah), yang tentunya dilakukan di
masa PSBB transisi. Selama di rumah, saya membiarkan rambut yang
sudah cukup panjang ini semakin bertumbuh.
berturut-turut saya tidak memedulikan seberapa panjang rambut ini
nantinya. Mengingat saya sudah tak keluar rumah hampir sama sekali,
saya mulai mengurangi jatah keramas. Ya, tentu saja, kalau sekali
keramas bisa memakan waktu 1 hingga 1,5 jam dan rambut saya tidak
cepat kotor pula, untuk apa saya sering keramas? Toh selain rambut
cepat kering, sampo dan kondisioner akan lebih cepat habis, plus
boros air, hehehe.
Tapi percayalah, sama
seperti beberapa dari kalian, saya juga sempat menonton video
tutorial potong rambut panjang ber-layer. Terlihat mudah dan
hasilnya memang cantik. But well, you know the truth,
praktiknya tidak akan semudah itu. Untuk mengepang rambut sendiri
saja saya sering menyerah karena pegal dan tidak rapi, apalagi untuk
Akhirnya, saya sering
merasa rambut ini sangat panjang setiap selesai keramas. Meskipun,
rambut hitam, lebat, dan panjang sudah menjadi identitas saya sejak
kecil dan saya memang suka dengan gaya ini. Katanya, orang akan
terlihat lebih kurus kalau rambutnya panjang, entahlah. Tapi yang
saya tau, saya akan merasa lebih insecure jika mempunyai
rambut pendek, karena saya takut rambut ini akan terlihat mekar
Namun akhirnya percakapan itu terjadi, plus teman saya low key menantang saya untuk memotong rambut hingga pendek. Sekitar pertengahan Oktober, saya mulai googling soal donasi rambut. Believe it or not, saya bahkan membaca artikel WikiHow tentang cara mendonasikan rambut. Iya, ada tuh artikelnya, hasil terjemahan pula!
Di akhir Oktober, saya mendapat jatah libur 5 hari berturut-turut, how lovely! Saya pikir, inilah waktunya untuk melakukan berbagai kegiatan yang selama ini tidak saya lakukan, misalnya menyulam. Yap, kegiatan random ini muncul awal Oktober lalu, akibat terlalu bosan di rumah.
Selain menyulam, saya
juga akhirnya menemukan Yayasan Kanker Indonesia (YKI) untuk menjadi
penerima “mahkota” ini. Di waktu senggang, saya mengambil waktu
sejenak untuk meyakinkan diri sendiri, membulatkan tekad untuk
memotong rambut dan mendonasikan rambut ini.
“Minimal 25 cm,” persyaratannya, “Rambut sehat dan tidak dicat, dalam kondisi bersih dan kering, serta diikat menjadi dua ekor kuda. Guntingan rambut dimasukkan ke dalam zip lock dan dikirim ke Yayasan Kanker Indonesia, Jalan Dr. GSSJ Ratulangi no. 35, RT.2/RW.3, Gondangdia, Menteng, Jakarta Pusat.” Namun, saat ini sepertinya donasi rambut sedang ditutup.
Wah, 25 cm, pikir saya. Lalu saya meminta Mama untuk mengukur panjang rambut dan ternyata sudah lebih dari 30 cm dari ujung rambut hingga ke bawah bahu. Namun, saya memutuskan untuk memotong rambut hingga di atas bahu, just to challenge myself. Akhirnya, saya memutuskan untuk memotong rambut di hari terakhir liburan, yakni 1 November, hari pertama bulan lahir saya.
Alasannya simpel, saya hanya ingin pemotongan rambut ini menjadi ‘hadiah’ from me to me untuk ulang tahun saya tahun ini. Sejak beberapa tahun lalu, sudah menjadi kebiasaan saya untuk menghadiahi diri sendiri, karena saya tidak ingin terlalu menggantungkan kebahagiaan saya sendiri pada orang lain. Lagipula, you shouldn’t depend your happiness on someone else, right?
The Gift’s Prep
Hari yang dinantikan pun tiba. Sejujurnya, saya tak lagi merasa sedih karena harus kehilangan rambut panjang ini, mengingat banyak orang yang terpaksa kehilangan rambut not under their concern. Saya malah merasa antusias jika bisa berbagi kebahagiaan melalui apa yang saya miliki. Bersama Mama, kami mengunjungi salon yang memotong rambut saya pertama kali saat kecil, Salon Bang Andi.
“Nih potong segini
aja, Bang Andi,” ujar Mama.
“Iya gapapa pendekin
aja, Om. Ntar modelnya kayak gini, ya,” ucap saya sembari
menyodorkan hasil potongan rambut pendek untuk rambut tebal yang
sudah saya cari sejak awal liburan.
Lalu Bang Andi was like “Oh okay, let’s do it.”
*kress* *kress* *kress*
Tanpa basa basi, seikat rambut sebelah kiri saya sudah terpotong dan segera disusul oleh seikat rambut sebelah kanan. “Nih dia rambutnya,” Mama menyodorkan dua ikat rambut saya. Tapi, entah kenapa saya merasa geli saat memegang rambut itu setelah dipotong, it feels strange to hold your long hair hanging apart from your head, you know.
Usai digunting rapi, keramas hingga dikeringkan, ternyata saya menyukai gaya rambut baru ini. It fits me well, meskipun saya merasa cukup insecure karena saya bisa merasakan angin mengembus leher belakang saya dan tidak ada rambut yang menghalanginya lagi. Tidak sedih, hanya perlu waktu untuk adaptasi.
Beberapa hari berlalu hingga akhirnya saya berkesempatan untuk memotret rambut setelah dipotong, usai membuat dokumentasi sebelum memotong rambut beberapa minggu lalu. Tak lupa, saya juga foto bersama rambut yang sudah dipotong. What do you think?
Final Touch: Putting a Ribbon
Berbagai hal saya alami
selama adaptasi rambut baru, seperti sulitnya mengikat rambut saat
hendak mandi, rambut yang terasa ringan saat tertiup angin, terasa
lebih lepek meski hanya belum keramas selama beberapa hari, bahkan
saya terkadang menggeleng-gelengkan kepala di depan cermin, di mobil,
atau saat bekerja (di rumah) karena rambut ini terasa menggemaskan
bagi saya. Plus, saya suka rambut yang terlihat bagus meski
Akhirnya, rambut saya memang terlihat agak lebar karena tebal dan terlihat seperti singa, tapi bukan dalam konteks negatif seperti yang saya takutkan. Saya senang karena I can finally give this crown to another princes/princesses. Pun, saya merasa lebih percaya diri karena ‘singa’ ini akhirnya brave enough to show her true self. Well, meskipun secara teknis singa betina tidak memiliki rambut lebar, but you know, it’s obviously a metaphor!
Kalau kata Novo Amor, “Now I feel like I’m finally me!“
In summer 2018, ‘Birthplace’ was his first song that I heard and I was like, “Damn, I love this voice.” After that, I loved ‘Terraform’, his other single which lyrics I still don’t understand until now, and the series of loving all his works started then. Around a week ago, on September 3rd, Ali Lacey, better known as ‘Novo Amor’, released his new single, ‘If We’re Being Honest’ that turned out being my magical song.
I used to keep Novo Amor’s songs as my own secret playlist, like ‘this music is mine’. You’ll be too lucky to find my Spotify account and see how many playlists I put his songs into. To be honest, whether you’re too close to me or too strange to me, I’m not gonna share Novo Amor to you. Also, I’d never think to try to figure out the musician’s personal life though, because I didn’t wanna be so subjective since his music has been great already. But this suddenly changed when Novo Amor released his new single, ‘If We’re Being Honest’, the magical song that leads me to write this story.
I still can’t get over it so you might
find some excessive fangirling responds I write here. It all started
in one morning that I thought will be as boring as the past weeks,
where I get my mood so fucked up, but apparently this song changed my
entire boring day (even weeks!) into something lighter. I felt like
this song helped me carry up half of the weigh I’ve been lifting.
September 3rd: Release Day of “If We’re Being Honest” by Novo Amor
“Newest hit from Novo Amor is now on J**x. Listen to If We’re Being Honest right now!” said this one music app I rarely use, who keeps asking me to use it again, but then I only responded with saying “What…the…heck…”. Days before, I thought Novo Amor released a new song called ‘Shape and Patterns’, but that was just a short video about his new upcoming collaborative album, “Cannot Be, Whatsoever”.
Not letting myself forget this update, I googled this new song, and I found “Novo Amor – If We’re Being Honest (Lyrics)” by this channel “Penguin Music” was uploaded 3 hours ago in YouTube. I was like “Yum, here we go!” then I clicked play. Turns out, the music video is premiered in the next 9 hours. I clicked “Remind me” and yet I didn’t have the heart to close the YouTube tab. I told myself that this is going to be my reward after I do my work today, so let me do my best. (But I keep coming back to the YouTube tab to see the remaining time, LoL!)
Unlike his previously released songs (Halloween, Decimal, and Opaline), this is the kind of song I’m going to love and put it in my playlists, most likely would be in my “On Repeat” playlist. Yes, I’m madly in love this song! This is the kind of song that gets me, just like “From Gold” and “Carry You”. I deeply in love with the drums part so much, it flies me, you know. You’ll only get this when you hear them.
After a dozen of replays while I’m working, I decided I wanted to share this magical experience I’m having as an impromptu review. Let’s start with an opening, I thought. Then I asked myself, “What was his name again?” “Oh okay,” after I googled. “Damn, he had an interview with CreativeDisc, how come I’d never figure this out?!” I mumbled, but then I read the transcript to get some more insights.
Cut to the chase, it was 15 minutes before 10 pm, I sent a reassuring chat whether everyone’s having their day made after listening to this song, just like the one I had. Right after I sent my chat, the person we’ve been waiting for has come, as seen in the image below.
Not so long after, I asked a question about him coming back to Jakarta and play a show. Guess what? He replied!
I squealed in happiness of getting my first response from him (the feeling stays until now because I find myself smiling at 3:45 am while I’m writing this blog). After replaying the music video and showing it to my Mom, I finished, then submitted the article. It came up the next day and you can read it in Bahasa Indonesia here:
I thought it’ll be just that, I submitted the article, the article is posted, I promoted the article, done. But apparently, after I shared my article in Twitter, Ali himself gave it a like and it’s messing with my serotonin in a good way. Yep, that made my day again because at the end, the article reached the website’s most popular posts!
I was still thinking it’s all enough. I got 2 of my tweets liked by Ali in Twitter, the article’s exposure is getting better, while I keep streaming ‘If We’re Being Honest’ over and over again. Until this one midday where CreativeDisc asked me about interviewing Ali, it goes like,
“Tristin, if you get a chance to interview Novo (Ali), do you want to? Can we do it by Zoom? Haha”
Then I almost got choked and having this butterflies in my stomach while reading this deadly damage in a form of words. I didn’t reply it immediately and waited like 2 minutes while digesting this information. I said I’d never do any interviews with any musician using English language yet, AND BY ANY OTHER CHANCES WHY HIM. I believe I’ll got my star-struck syndrome relapsed. But blah blah blah and eventually I said “So as not to regret it in the future, I’ll agree to it first”.
The request to interview Ali was sent to Novo Amor’s management and all I did was preparing my mentality, wondering what should I ask, and knowing that I need to do a lot of research since I’d never read anything about him online and ONLY listened to his songs in the past two years. The news has arrived, we’ll do the interview on Monday at 7 p.m. WIB. Damn, THIS Monday? And I only got two fcking days to prepare? But challenge accepted.
September 5th to 6th: Preparation
Obviously, I did as much research as I could to figure out who is he and how’s he like. Armed with my moderate skill at interviewing, I made a list of 10s questions and did some rehearsals. By ‘rehearsals’ I mean I literally recorded myself in a Zoom meeting and watch the preview. Man, I couldn’t even imagine myself talking to the guy who sang all the songs I’ve been singing in the bathroom, in my bedroom, in the office, even on the ride when I’m alone.
I didn’t even think about reaching him out like how I reached Greyson Chance out because I thought that he only wants us to listen to his music and interpret it on our own. And through his interviews I researched, it was right. He likes his songs meaning remain mysterious so we can understand them ourselves. For me, I only need to feel it to understand the song in a way I can’t even explain it to myself. I could cry, smile, being like a person who’s in love with her life, and that could come only from the same song.
September 7th: The D-Day
I spent my morning just like usual,
working. But I feel something’s off, like something’s holding me and
it ruined my mood (again). I’m feeling nervous, but the playlist I
used to listened to is the reason why I feel this. I tried so hard
not to care about this feeling, but my body can’t lie.
It was 2 p.m. when I told my Mom, “OMG,
Mom, it’s less than 6 hours left from the interview,” and she was
like, “Ugh, you’re overreacting.” You know how Asian moms would
act. Less than two hours later, I got this butterfly in my stomach
turned into some kind of monsters, I felt my stomach churned,
followed by my heart beating fast, excessively sweating, and
shortness of breath. After, like, four times going back and forth to
the restroom to had some poopoo, I thought I wanted to take a
sick leave, but cancelled it bcs the office hours is nearly over.
I calmed myself down after reading an article about how to stop panic and anxiety attack then took a deep breath and knowing that I shouldn’t let my heart beats fast or I’ll instantly “wake up” the monsters again. Remembering this, although it’s almost 5 in the morning when I write this, I can’t help myself not to giggle because how weird my body was. My Mom and Dad seemed worry about me but I told them it’s okay, Dad offered me a herbal drink and I drank it to suggest my brain to feel better.
It’s finally 7 p.m., I already took a bath and changed to my black pyjama T-shirt. I’ve prepared my working room, did some makeup so I wouldn’t look too pale, and set a camera to record how did the interview look like from behind my back. It was kinda cute, though, getting this much effort just to do a 30-minute video call with the guy I barely know whose songs I love so much.
Ali is apparently a nice guy, though, he entered the zoom meeting room on time and was really chill and friendly throughout the interview. You can see this interview I attach below, but what you might not know is that I still got around more 10 minutes to talk to him but I was too nervous when he asked me to ask him my personal questions. I only asked him my two other spare questions while actually there’s this one fun question I should’ve ask, but I didn’t.
“Hmm, mayybee that’s all, I guess,” I said very doubtedly, then my senior interviewer jumped in and joined the conversation to say thanks and said that I was fangirling over him these past days, which frankly right. The more you get to know your favorite musician, the deeper you love them because you both have the same taste in music, am I right? He said “That’s cute,” right before I cut and said panicly that I thanked him for what he did and told him to never stop making music.
September 8th: Songs Recommendation
As you can see in the interview, I said I’m going to look for the songs Ali into. Yeah, that wasn’t just a chit-chat question. I listened to the songs, and for all the pressure I had while listening to Bloom by Great Grandpa for the first time, I cried. And the other one is Labrador by Hailaker, a band Ed Tullett made with Jemima Coulter, Ali was kinda involved in the process of making their album and he said he liked Labrador.
September 9th: Playlist
The next day, I tweeted to Ali that I listened to the songs above and I asked for more songs recommendation since I love the first two he told me. Since I kept Novo Amor as a music I ‘own’, it’s been years since the last time I trade playlists and it’s even longer since I listened to a playlist that ‘clicked’ with me. I actually don’t really believe that people can share the same taste in music, until this one.
Ali replied my tweet with an entire playlist he made in his another Spotify account. Among those musician I know, I found a song that has been my favorite since the end of 2018, Smoke Signals by Phoebe Bridgers, whose album (Stranger in the Alps) is in my most played album in 2019!
Songs by songs are being played and I was like, “Oh. My. Goodness. I’d never feel so ‘clicked’ with a playlist recommended by other human being!” And I was literally squealing and crying tears of happiness. To Ali, if you ever read this, I think it’ll be great if we can spend some more time talking, please don’t get tired of my questions, and THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALWAYS MAKING MY DAY!!!
Days after the interview: The ‘Research’ Wouldn’t Stop
After talking to him on the interview, knowing him a little bit through our conversations (that I listened again to write the summary article), and his interactions in his media socials, IDK why I get the impression that he’s actually funny and really enjoyable to talk with, but some of his followers think he’s a rigid person, it’s weird but cute.
Anyway, another “‘research’ that would’t stop” happened while I was doing research for this article. So apparently, in an interview, Ali stated that ‘Stranger in the Alps’ by Phoebe Bridgers is the last great record he recently heard in around July 2018, which I figured out around five months after that.
The other one I found is apparently, Novo Amor’s ‘Welcome to the Jungle’ is a rearranged version of Guns n’ Roses’s ‘Welcome to the Jungle’, which also embarrassed me because I’d never realise that until I read the lyrics. This song was once used for an AXE/Lynx Black ads. HAHA, now you know how lack the information I knew about Novo Amor’s discography.
From now on, I think I’ll try to stay connected to the information Ali shared to his fans, because apparently that’s an important thing for me to know the musician whose songs I love so much. Thanks to Novo Amor’s ‘If We’re Being Honest’, I actually couldn’t feel more thankful for this fun experience I was having. If you still have some time, please take a look at the summary article I wrote by clicking this image below:
Well, as you can see, I wrote this 2K words article to share my story about that four magical days I’ve had with Novo Amor after If We’re Being Honest. Now I felt like I was just coming out through this article, because I used to keep Novo Amor as my own secret playlist until ‘If We’re Being Honest’. Since you guys know the story already, the situation is now changed. But, as long as this way of exposing my playlist could help me support him, I’m gonna do it. So, click here to pre-order ‘Cannot Be, Whatsoever’.
It’s been 7 a.m already. Good morning and I need to sleep, I think this’ll end here for a while. Bye!
“Guess I’ll never watch Black Panther with the same feeling again,”
was the thing came out in my thought when i heard about Chadwick Boseman’s death. It’s been a long time since the last time I write a blog. But let me express my feelings here and deal with this thoughts.
It was Saturday morning, my brother woke me up and with his kinda-stammering weak voice he said “Ce (a Chinese call for “Sister”), I got a bad news,” and with a little panic voice I asked him “What?”
“Chadwick Boseman is dead.”
Then with my trembling low voice,
totally awake, I said “Damn… seriously? Why? Are you sure?”
“What cancer? Are you sure he’s
dead?” Because I really have got no idea he had cancer.
“IDK, Google it.”
I took a deep breath and I was like “f*************ck,” while closing my eyes again, trying to digest the news I just heard, while inside, I feel my heart is beating faster, I feel my body shaking, and my tears, unknowingly, was streaming along my face that morning. Doubtfully, I know I’ll know the news, sooner or later, so I picked up my phone and read the news.
On that entire day, I–like for almost every second, was stunned. Still trying to accept the reality and figuring out how to respond in a normal way. I got up from the bed and told my Mom that T’Challa (she knows him as this character), is dead. “Yeah, the actor who played T’Challa,” I clarified. And my Mom was like having that little loss as well, because I keep talking about Black Panther to her while I did my research last year.
It wasn’t a terrific thesis I made, but I truly enjoyed doing the research, working it in every words, watching the movie again and again, collecting facts that leads me to knowing that T’Challa would marry Storm from X-Men. I told my Mom about this as well, maybe she even got tired hearing me saying the lines I nailed in my head from some scenes again and again, but she mourned anyway.
Chad’s character was THAT strong. I mean, he doesn’t even know me, but i feel this much sadness when he’s gone. It felt like a King that everyone loved in an imaginary country I once lived, is now dead. I am now still overly sensitive seeing eulogies from the people who knows him personally.
Until I write this, my heart is still
broken. At this very point, I don’t care if I’m being too excessive,
this is how I deal with the sadness. I tried to ignore this fact of
Chad’s death because it shouldn’t really matter to me, but since I
just saw a very short scene in Black Panther when T’Challa debated
with Killmonger in a railway, I felt like my heart was just beaten
again, realizing the fact that this man has been gone. Forever.
Then again, people die everyday, it’s only a matter of who. So why don’t we cherish this short time we have before they (or we) leave?
Anyway, enkosi kakhulu, Kumkani. Thank you for this empathy you left me feeling. May you rest in power forever with your ancestors. *crossing fists upon my heart*
“When he hugged me with that broad shoulders, it felt like all the efforts, the dreams, the make believes, and all the time it took to get me here, was all paid.”
My Mom was never believe me and she said to me once, “Find a real person to be loved, you can’t love someone’s unreal.” Those words hit me like a giant stone falling onto my body. Since then, she always ignores, like, almost everything about Greyson.
I feel like this topic is kinda outdated, but here it is, the D-day, when I met the person I always thought was impossible to meet.
It was May 10th, when my friend told me about Greyson is going to throw a concert in Jakarta. I told him I don’t believe that and I’ve been having trust issues about Greyson’s concert in Jakarta. I totally don’t care, until I figured out myself from a trusted source.
I know that this time, I’ll see this guy performing right in front of my eyes. At that very moment, I was like “💩💩💩, how can I get the ticket? Should I kill someone or infiltrate the promoter crews?” Not even a single day passed that I’m not thinking about getting the concert ticket. I mean, beside Greyson, this is going to be my first time attending a concert!
Time goes by until the ticket purchasing day, where everyone was rushed to get the chance getting the ticket, while I woke up and opened the website like 40 mins after. My heart was beating so much faster, even faster than when I was on my thesis defence. At the end, I got the Presale 1 ticket, not really bad though. The only bad thing was, there’s no VIP ticket in Indonesia, sucks.
The story doesn’t skip from there. While I was doing my final thesis, I was also thinking about how can I get the chance to meet him in person. I wanna break my Mom’s statement that says I will never see Greyson in person.
I kept thinking to look for a job as an interviewer, and I remembered my friend, who knows a music media, and worked as their freelance reporter once. Long story short, I gotta write for the media and let them decide whether I’m qualified enough for the job. I accept the challenge, and I keep reminding myself that I shouldn’t put a high expectations on it.
Several weeks later, the media owner texted me and told me that the media (Creative Disc) is doing a giveaway. TBH, my too-careless-self thought it was a concert ticket giveaway, I didn’t notice the message at the first place. Turns out it was a meet and greet ticket give away, holy f*ck, what’s happening on this earth, why’s everything coming right in time, like the universe is trying to get me to his arms. I really wanted to hug this skinny bear I was always dreaming of.
Voila, it wasn’t so hard for me to do the challenge, as you can see on this post. It was like an interview to me, like asking me how much I know the company. Man, I even know the office security’s name.
Since I was a kid, I could never really do cheating, except when it comes to playing GTA, that’s the only, only exception. So I was just waiting, keeping myself calm, not thinking too much about it, and not trying to join the other giveaway bcs I don’t really wanna do those things they ask. I kept my distance from the media’s owner bcs unlike those bootlickers, I want to make it as fair as it could be.
The announcement day has come and as some of you might wish, I won the meet and greet ticket! Suck that bithc! Sorry Greyson taught me that on the interview session, he also taught me to say sorry after saying harsh words. Peace out.
Hell yeah, so I won the ticket and you could never feel how “winning” I was when I told my mom about it. She was like, “Believe it or not, I’m giving up on this argument. Now I’m on your side.” Yes, she was on my side and you’ll see it on the Part 2 post.
The happiness didn’t stop there. Along those months of waiting, I wrote some articles for the media, including Portraits album review. You can tell me when you find the article, I’d be happy to discuss it with you. And yep, I passed the challenge.
Another long story short, the D-day has come, I was hired to record an interview with Greyson with my own camera, and I’ll proudly share my schedule that would be:
My name is Tristin and I’m currently attending college when I created this blog. The first purpose I made this blog is to post my tasks and some random stuffs that splashed in my mind. You will find a lot of articles I wrote in Bahasa Indonesia, but in the future, I wish I can post some articles in English so everyone can read my writings.
I had another blog before this one, it was a Blogspot site that I created in 2015 with the same purpose as this blog, but several days ago, I got a recommendation from my lecturer, Miss Nanie, to move into WordPress (it’s a lot simpler she said, which turns out I agreed with her, and I love the fonts!)
I got influenced by a singer-songwriter, Greyson Chance, since 2011. I’ve learned a lot of things from that Oklahoman young man, like American culture, alternative music he likes, and also I learned to find my own authentic personality. He taught me to never stop getting up when you’re down through his life experience that I witnessed.
Also, I love to read books, John Green, Mitch Albom, and Dan Brown are the three writers who could blow my mind up. You might say “I know right,” but they’re truly geniuses. For instance, you can read Green’s Paper Towns, Albom’s The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto, and Brown’s (well I haven’t read much though) Inferno—it changes my mind a lot, FYI.
Wish a four paragraphs of description can pay your curiousness about me. Happy reading!
P.s.: The beautiful featured image above was taken by my one and only Whitemate, Stella Felicia at Tanimbar Kei, Indonesia.
P.s.s.: The posts I posted before April 20th, 2018 that you might see at the featured posts are from my previous blog. I moved the best ones to here.