My Beatiful Escape.

Assalamualaikum

I m back from Bali-Bromo-Surabaya's trip. It's a long trip... Bali is so unique. I mean different. Bali is a place full with art, culture, religion and tourism of course. The architecture showed how they treasure art. Interesting ha? Heee.

I love Bali ! So beautiful, so unique, and so many handsome foreigners. Hehehehe.

Bromo is so untouched. The beauty make me always remind of Allah. I m glad that I am so lucky to be able to witness His greatness. Thanks Allah ! ^^

Surabaya, nothing much different from Jakarta. The traffic jam, the food *oh, they don't eat Nasi Uduk much in Surabaya* and the banjir-ness. Heee...

That sleepless mornning..

The special Bali's satay in Kintamani.

We waited for the mount Kintamani to appear, in the rain.

This was worth waited. Look what we got.

I love Bali.

This is actually the holy pond in Pura-Tirtha-Empul's temple *if I was not wrong*. They say, this pond never dry during the drought season and never flooded during the rainy.

This is the most expensive coffee in the world. *I don't know since I don't drink coffee, that is what they said*

A sip of variety of coffees and teas. Hmm.. Not my cup of tea. Too exotic.

In Uluwatu's temple. Name of Uluwatu was come from the word Ulu meaning the head and Watu meaning the stone. Therefore Uluwatu mean the temple that built on the tip of coral reef. If you watch closely, yes you are stepping on the coral reef.

This is Kecak's dance, we watched it in Uluwatu's temple. They say Kecak dance is a magical chant that protect the Shinta from Ravana, who fall in love with her beauty and tried to kidnap her while Laksmana (Shinta's husband) and Rama were away. This is a story that I read when I was a child.

Tiqah Nordin and I, on our early morning walk on Kuta's beach.


We watched people do some surf. Hehehehe.

The same pagoda on 50k Indonesia note in Bedugul's temple.

The memoir for the victims in the tragic pengeboman Bali 2002. Happy birthday Joey.

Saying goodbye to Bali.

Our sunrise morning in Bromo mount.

Mount Bromo.


My tourmates.


Bromo.


Sura (Ikan Yu) and Baya. The place where they fight once upon a time.. Surabaya.

Goodbye holiday ! and Happy New Year.

Holiday. Yeay !

Assalamualaikum

Well. This is the last block for my 5th Semester, Neurology and Science Behavior. This time, we called our module a 'Yellow Pages' because it's so yellow and so thick. We going to have a Christmas break for almost 2 weeks in just a few days. Yeay ! Holiday ! Hehehehe.

So, this coming holiday, I am going to Bali ! Excited? Of course... Hee. This is my first time to go to Bali. Yeay ! There's friends who will leave for Malaysia but my friends and I will leave for Bali, Gunung Bromo and Surabaya. Travel around the Indonesia. ^^

But, I think I am missing home. Should I go home instead?

I miss my two loyal fans (Alya and Aimi)

I miss the paddy field.

I miss the murtabaks.

And I miss home the most..

And I don't why, I miss the Ramadhan too.

The Things I Left Behind.

Assalamualaikum..

It's been so long. Is not that I am busy, but as usual because of I am lazy to update this blog. There's so many things happened lately. But I won't tell you. It's my secrets. Yeay. I am a cheapskate.

So far, I hope I could do so many things, and I hope I didn't do a lot of things. I hope I could finish everything I left halfway because I am too afraid to face the obstacles when I was young.

I am trying now. I am trying to catch up everything I left behind. Yes. I am a bit late. But better late than never right. Yosh Fatihah Anisah !




P/S= You know, I am not afraid to go through this pathway eventhough it going to be hard because I know everything I do because of Lillahitaala..

I Miss Home.

Assalamualaikum..

Rumah Terbuka

Makan-makan

P/S= You'll reap what you sow...

My Beautiful Prison

Assalamualaikum

Semester 5 is an epic story of my laziness. Yes. An epic of laziness. I've never been this lazy. I don't know what was wrong with me. This second block (20th), prove it that I am lazy even without my laptop.

Maybe they were right when they said that lazy is a prison, a luxury one. A very bad prison. It's keep me lock up until I am not even realized that I am actually locking. Not until I get my result. I need to be a fighter against my laziness, against my comfortably zone, against my beautiful prison and most important thing against myself.

So, Fatihah Anisah go go go !

P/S= No matter how many sea and beaches I go, I still think that ocean is a remarkable Allah's creation. How they are so unpredictable, magnificent and mysterious. You can be the one that explore through them and within a second you are just a weak human being. And most important thing, whenever I see the ocean, it is something that you can never be recreated and that feeling is undescribable.