Tale As Old As Time

What makes me damn ass excited first thing in the morning is the fact that i'm going to see my best friend today. Sasya! No, Alisya actually. First time we met was in the 9th grade and we got so close pretty fast because we connect to each other so well and it feels like i found her as my other half like ohmygosh where have you been all this time. *squeals* The thing is that, since highschool separate us, we hardly had time to hang out even talk through line because it's better to talk face to face aye, plus she's more busy with the studying than i do. I went through the first year of highschool days in loneliness because there's just no one like her that can connect and understand me as much as she does.

Took this as she's tying her shoe laces and
somehow she looked like a beautiful soul.

We spent the day talking, gossips (hating the same person and things) and also talked about how enchanting beauty and the beast was in the theater that we've watched yesterday. It was so magical, real, and beyond beautiful. Then, all of the sudden she was like "let's have a disney marathon" oh yes that's great because i am so gonna spend my day here in her comfortable house. We watched Snow White and just realized that she's the youngest princess out of all the Disney Princesses. Lmao hell no it's not fair that she get to kiss a prince already and "happily ever after". Second, we watched Cinderella. The point is, her and i still can't get over this Disney Princesses thing. We're obsessed and do know the soundtracks so we get to sing along and i am so grateful to have her because not everyone know this kind of things in a deeply way. Me and her? We're getting to the bottom of this, literally. Being with her, singing disney soundtracks filled the atmosphere with childhood memories, when you watch disney princess movies and had the feeling that everything is going to be alright, that you dont have to worry about a single shit. We hate growing up, do we, Sya?

As the movie play, we still can't shut up singing Belle. Suddenly she was like "let's watch it again" and we did oh god it's my third time watching it and i'm still as excited as the first time, i mean, how can you get bored watching a Disney movie? The fun part is that we were singing along while everyone only knows "Beauty and the Beast" when they were dancing at the ballroom. *suckers. I can't believe the ending still got me crying when Gaston shooted him and Belle was like "I'm never going to leave you again" and Beast looked at her with so much affection like i can't handle that part and i can't help my tears as he said "I think it's my turn to leave, at least i got to see you for the last time". Gosh i feel like biting my nails i am done with this, my heart is beating so fast because their love is so pure and real. My tears didn't even stop when he already turned into a human being and they finally kissed and lived happily ever after. So nice and grateful that i get to watch something that me and my best friend animates so much since our childhood days.

Cikini

Before writing about what and whom i did with today i'd love to write about the place where i was today. Cikini. The place that cross into my mind often, one of my favourite street, tempat masa SMP gue juga di SMP Negeri 1 Jakardahhh. In the morning, the air smell so fresh hingga hati merasa adem ea. Di deretan Cikini banyak banget tempat nongkrong, lebih tepatnya tempat ngopi, tapi, tapi ga terlalu kelihatan. Ketika lo jalan di trotoar, yang lo cuman bisa liat hanya pintu. But you never know what's inside it if you don't open it, right? So you just gotta, man, Saat lo masuk, tempat ngopinya ga bakal sekecil dan se-lame as you thought it would be. Bahkan, tempatnya lebih besar. Bakoel Koffie is one of it. The place where i'm going to see this guy friend of mine, my dudette, he's such a good listener, he have my trust and we actually have a pretty lot things in common, including jazz. Anyway, Bakoel Koffie design interiornya kuno banget, all of the furnitures are woods, and there's a lot of paintings hang on the walls, paintings that shows what Jakarta looks like in the ancient times, and also the traditions which made me pretty captivated because i find it very interesting.

Ale Risjad is here everyone, this dudette yang ga potong rambutnya yang keriting, yang udah cocok jadi birdnest that he kept on playing with it like literally it annoys me!

He ate more chicken wings than i did

Lmao where do i even start, we talked so much as we're coffee-ing. How he and i've been doing through school, friends, bitches who mess up with me, life. everything. Later on, we walked on the sidewalk to this stall across our junior high school for me to buy fried rice. Shadows and memories came across my mind, the 8th and 9th grade in this street and i'm missing it as i realized that time flies so fast. Wrapped the fried rice, so i could eat it somewhere else because it's to stuffy there. Then, we decided to go to Taman Suropati which is probably one of the pretty park i;ve known as long as i live here, in J-town. It smells so earthy, big trees, all green and the grass is full of pigeons walking. 

Things get a little quiet, honestly, run out of topic because we literally talked about the whole thing, even i ran out of words. But it's okay. The point is, i had a nice day, and Aldebaran Risjad, thank you for accompanying me today.

Gita Cinta

Film ini menunjukkan betapa senangnya, rasanya jatuh cinta di masa putih abu-abu. Jumpa cinta pertama! I can't even describe it with words. Even though they didn't get together at the end, it's just so sad seeing that "i wish it could last forever" look when they were at the train station, Ratna looked at him from the back as he get on the train and Galih stares at her for the last time, attentively, with affection. Just like that. From their eyes, i could feel that their heart has embedded nostalgia towards each other and there's nothing that they can do about it because of life obstacles. They gotta go through university, separate ways. Cries. 

That Time Of The Year

March. The third month of the year. The month where the 12th graders have to prepare for their try-outs. The month of Java Jazz Festival. Always held in the early March. Always. Every year. It's one of the biggest jazz festivals, where jazz musicians are called all around the world to come here, J-town to celebrate the love of jazz, to make music that they can also share their love, happiness and the feels through the sound of music instruments or should I say the saxophone. How come I love Jazz? If it weren't for my parents, I wouldn't come every year since the 5th grade. Started like this, when mum and dad were running their college, they met, fell in love, and my dad like to share what he love to my mom aka his taste in music which is Jazz. He asked her out to watched it with her, and because of him, she fell in love with the music too, and that's kinda the same thing for me. It runs through the veins I guess. So this month, going to see this Java Jazz Festival is kinda known as a family tradition and I am grateful for that.

Day 1: Friday

I love it as much as Sebastian loves Jazz

The first day is always a good one because it's not crowded at all and it felt like a whole something new, an opening, a fresh start to be happy, and the excitement feeling that you're gonna listen to saxophones and fell in love with it. We watched Mezzoforte, King, Zap Mama, Nik West and Tribute to Whitney Houston. It was unbelievable, I mean I gotta admit that I hardly know the artists' songs, but it doesn't even matter, what matter is that came because I wanna listen to music and fathom it and it felt good, also realised that I haven't felt this happy for a really long time. With love, I shared my happiness with this guy friend of mine, Aldebaran are you reading this? wkwk. He's sad because he's not watching it bc no tickets and he's the person i "fangirling" about jazz with. Such a good feeling to have someone who likes the same thing as much as you do and thought about the sound of saxophones in the same way as you do. So, i recorded him a few vids and he got jealous but at the same time felt happy for me. So yeah, i hope he can watch three days passed next year because this festival is all him, the sound of bass, the drum, guitar, the sax, it's all what he's passionate about! Amen!

Day 2: Saturday

Crowds. So damn ass crowded compare to yesterday, because there's the Indonesian artist including Afgan, Yura Yunita, Glenn, Kunto Aji, and Tulus. Got a bit pissed because it's hard to breathe but I ain't letting the crowd ruin this jazz night of mine. Watched Emma Larson, Rick Braun, Nik West (again/?) and the others whom I don't know the names. Also, I got interviewed for GoGirl magazine because they'd like to write about the JJF ootd. Got my blush a little bit, oh well, I guess it's because of the skirt, it's so dope that my friends also dm me on instagram commended me about my ootd.

Day 3: Sunday

Got inside a little late, didn't make it watch Glenn because i've been wanting to sing "You are my everything" it's my favourite, but...i made it watched Ne-Yo like it's the reason why it was pretty crowded (but not as crowded as yesterday). Anyway, he was so hyped! Whatever song he's singing he made me feel like dancing and moving my hip like no one's staring. The point is, it was lit. After Ne-Yo, my sister and I chose to watch other performances randomly, there's this part when I heard the sound of piano after the sax is played, and Sebastian (LaLaLand) came across my mind, and it was like a looming shadow of LaLaLand scene (still not over it). Anyway, the fact that I really enjoyed this kinda Sunday, Jazz and sipping green tea latte I bought at Java Jazz Coffee. I looked around, blessed, and got the i-don't-want-this-to-end kinda feels. I even felt like there's no Monday tomorrow, but at the end, my sister and I left at 11 passed something after watching a random performance, felt so passionate about the sound of jazz and forever loving the sound of saxophones. Until next year.