The Amazing Clara Chung

So I got a new favorite musician, who rose to popularity all over the internet (read: youtube) with sheer talent and adorable attitude. She does covers for lots of popular songs. And she made her own versions that sound really really good.

Here is her youtube channel. Enjoy!

Clara Chung Music

The Traveling Minstrel

After quite a stressful wait, I finally landed me a job. I'm going to leave for Singapore in several weeks. A couple of weeks ago, I returned from Singapore with a job in my hand. It was a stressful hunt, and God finally showed me a way. So, thank you Almighty God. I couldn't have done it myself. Looking for a job actually robbed a lot of my time and concentration (and money, too). But it's all worthwhile. It always is, I guess, if you are aiming for something.

But I'm not the only one leaving the busy and crowded concrete jungle of Jakarta. Another dear friend of mine is also leaving "The Cruel Stepmom" (okay this is lame, but I'm referring a song). I mean, come on. New York got "The Big Apple". So Jakarta is pretty much deserves a name too, right? No? No big deal. So my dear friend, she's also going to leave Jakarta to pursue her studies in Australia. So being kind as she is, she threw a farewell party.

It was a bliss. At the end of the day, she received a lot of love from the people and I though it was natural. She is always a person who emanates passion and love, an endless spring of laughter and care. And of all things, a person who is held dear to many.

So I sang a song for her, and for myself too.

Great Week!

What a week! This is all I can say. My best friend since childhood, Jenny, is coming to Jakarta. I can't get any happier. The thought of being able to talk and laugh with her, face to face, is overwhelmingly pleasant. When she arrived to my house on Tuesday, the news had already spread. All my school friends who are in Jakarta finally flocked together, just to meet Jen and have some good time.

All this time, we've been meaning to gather up and threw ourselves some fun, but it seemed that the realization was a bit difficult, as we were all busy working, or just busy playing. But Jenny is special to all of us, as she she is very lively, cute, and of all, the kindest person you will ever meet. Her kindness, her caring nature and her laugh are all natural and she brings warmth to the group. So it is not surprising to see all of us busy bees, finally pulled out some efforts and meet up, after a long time.

                       Jen's the one wearing a white shirt

Although it was fun when all of us went out together, the real excitement was when we went in smaller group. The third day was very enjoyable. We roamed around Jakarta to find Jenny the soto mie (an soupy, rich in flavor Indonesian cuisine) that she craved just because her friend told her that soto mie tastes good. There were four of us, and we spent really great time from day 'till night, and that was the highlight of my week. The four of us were close and we are the ones who spent the most time together back in the day, so there were lots of nostalgic talks and hilarious conversations flinging. Besides, William always had lots of interesting stories to tell you.

                                          The dude's a charmer.

We talked until it was very late at night, and William, being the good guy as he is, drove each one of us home.
The next day, it was only the three of us the next day, and we showed Jen the Old Town. Too bad it was too late to visit the museums, but we went to chill out at The Batavia Cafe. It was a historical building, and had a really great atmosphere. The food and beverage are a bit pricey, though, but the place was amazing.

Welcome, Me.

I just created this blog here, and thought I should let myself known by those who visit!


I am a designer/animator/illustrator who just graduated from university. Like a young eagle trying to fly. I always have things that resolve around in my mind, and I've been writing about some of them. So blogging is probably great, considering I love sharing about things, from weird and funny stuffs to completely nonsense. Heheh.


I have interest in lots of things, but most of them are involved with art and design. Films are always a big interest, and the same goes for design, music, and recently, traveling. And also the cool breeze after the rain, and good laugh while sipping hot coffee.

That's all for now, I guess :)

An Unsatisfactory Unveiling

When you are talking about life, some people will surely come to think about cycle as one of the possible metaphors. I would probably metaphorically say life is a quest. A journey that starts at some point, and ends somewhere else. And the way it ends, the way you end it denotes how your quest ends. Combine it with how you live your quest, you may say it is a cycle. A cycle of events that appear and reappear in various ways.

"Whoever wishes to foresee the future must consult the past, for human events ever resemble those of preceding times. This arises from the fact that they are produced by men who have been, and ever will be, animated by the same passions and thus they must necessarily have the same results."  - Niccolo Machiavelli (The Discourses) 

If generally life is a cycle, it proves whatsoever theory and philosophical thoughts that deem the whole world's events, as Machiavelli will say, "resemble those of preceding times." We have not one, but two world wars. We have not one, but lots of pandemics. We have not one, but lots of fanatic religious defiant acts. Many events turn out to be cyclical, if you picture it this way. So it is quite true, if we life of an individual is also potentially cyclical. We tend to do mistakes, we tend to repeat mistakes that we do. And should we repent, it doesn't guarantee an ounce that we, mere humans, will never err and do it again.

I am now 22, and just today I read a note about a respected friend who turned to be 30 this month. There is a bit of bitterness, despite the happiness and joy he mentioned, and only tonight I come up with questions about it. Not long after that, a realization appear in me, which is the fruit of an unfortunate event.

"What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done; there is nothing new under the sun" - King Solomon (Ecclesiastes 1:9)

Now, now, don't start arguing with me about this interpretation, as some of you would. If I am allowed to be cynical, I often see and become involved with events that somehow are familiar in some way (you know, like, "gee.. I shouldn't have done this like that time.." way of thinking after you do or get involved in something). It's like, you do something because you are accustomed to do that, and you are accustomed to do that, well.. because of various reasons. Maybe you are raised with a particular way, maybe you grew up in certain neighborhood, maybe you are mentally challenged, who knows. But the way we lived in the past, will certainly shape us into what we are now.

A person may do something because he longs for acceptance among his peers. Another barges into anything because he's afraid of being hurt, or maybe just because he likes to be the first. A person is rude and skeptical because he was hurt long time ago. This makes me think about the motives I have when I do something. A motive. Something that some of my friends always questioned. And honestly, I rarely have any ulterior motives other than what is clearly visible. I am, however complex inside, however thoughtful, am simple in life. Yeah, most of you might not believe it.

But true. I am simple. Simply an idiot who can't do several things right. Like, being perfect. Okay laugh about it. Go ahead. While some others will say "nobody is perfect", I am "so far away from perfection that the perfect guy can even be... um.. that guy (pointing to some random average Joe walking in briefs while sucking lollipop wearing nothing but his untrimmed chest and.. his briefs of course)". I'm simply an idiot who looks funny and all goofy confident, but actually not. I'm simply an idiot who can even do something out of good intention, with bad result. And that's my bad cycle. I repeat some mistakes, and others have been victim. I have no regret of events in my life, but only the actions that I've done recklessly.

But the way you live and the way you act, the way you do things, can actually change.

A person I know had a bitter childhood, but somehow she managed to get over it. And now she's one of the nicest person I've ever met. Another person I know also had a bitter childhood, and he's still in the process of learning to live well, to learn to appreciate others, other than himself. Another person that I know, though raised with love and care, is now an embittered person, due to recent unfortunate things that happened to him. Poor soul.  A smiling and bright person that I know early in my college year, somehow ended up being a bitter, rude and pessimistic down-on-his-luck. Another cynical, anti-social, and skeptical person I met early in my college year, now is a hearty person and one of my best friends. While another friend of mine, who were good and solid, is a person that I don't even know anymore.

C'est la vie. Such is life. The quest in which, actions and choices will move and react cyclically. But is it not our quest to break out of it? Is it not our aim to be something that we haven't been? And who knows, maybe the changes in our lives are the way we try to leave the cycle. I am trying to break this cycle too. My obsessive compulsive habit, my problems with temper, my tendency to zone out of space, and my lack of attention to things. I am trying to resolve all these, as I am trying to line me up to finish my quest with the most fulfilling story ever. But during the way, I stumble upon lots of unsatisfactory unveiling about the quest itself. I see people who are attracted to things that are, sadly, less than their value. I see people who feed on their selfish need. And I see people who leave away the precious things in their lives, which are, sadly, not things.

So I pray, that people find their way to break the cycles, and prove King Solomon wrong. There are actually things you haven't seen. Surprise even the sun.