Reinhard Gouw's Journal

Hello, holidayers.

I've been having a non-holiday kind of holiday. A project is coming up and preparation starts a long way. Not only that, but also incoming dance werks. So, my holiday is all about coordinating, organizing, meeting, practicing, and things. Well a hyper self is to blame, but hope this pays off in the future.

Tomorrow is the class registration for next semester, and I can't believe it's been more than a month since the holiday started! If you have businesses, time flies fast. Speaking of, it's unbelievably been 2 years since I entered university, which means halfway of my total journey here. GOD, I'm old. Anxiety about future starting to brim up.

I've not shared (bragged) about this, but my GPA score went back up this semester. :) Last time it went down a cliff, from 3,86 (2nd semester) to 3,58 (3rd semester), and now it's making its way back to the top! Thank God, it's 3,82. :) Although not the best, but I sure am glad that it actually made it back on track.

And yet, despite all of this university pieces, another holiday part goes back in action. It's the part where all of your friends are back in town and you have to take them to new places. haha. So here they are:



Those were quite a refreshment.

Okay, back to work!
Chop chop.

Hi!
4th semester is officially over! haha. It means I'm halfway of this university life. God, I'm old. Time flies too fast.

That doesn't mean my business is over. Maybe I'm literally not having any real summer holiday this year. Incoming project, incoming dance werks. I still have to arrange time like routines. But other than that, it is seen as an incredibly long break from college! May end-August mid. How amazing is that?

So to spend the holiday straightaway, me and my family went to Singapore. It's been one and a half year since the last time I go to that lion mermaid origin. First we went to Jakarta for a wedding, then the next day straightaway to the lion city throwdown.

It's 5 days of shopping. I planned to hold down on spending and have at least 1/4 saving of what I had. So my target was only jeans for daily use, and also wallet. Yes, I got the jeans, 2 pieces. Then one shirt. OK. A pair of shoes for daily use also. OK. Then this and that.
And the last day kinda ruined it. I found this awesome shorts with leather print and also gold zippers on the side. Mahn. It was more of my style than what I've seen the past 4 days! So without further ado, I ended up spending all of my possession.

What I realized in these days, is that Singaporean peoples' style isn't too catchy for my eyes like it was couple of years ago. A lot of them wear basics, 7/8 cut chinos, or shorties that almost looks like hotpants. And again, basics are the essential part of their wear. Been rounding Bangkok back and forth in the last 2 years, I find the styles there more interesting. Streetstyles are different here and there. Many wear striking apparels that are dare-worth. People are quite unique in combining here and there. So for sense of style, I personally like Bangkok more than here. Well for me, in Singapore it's about elegance but Bangkok is about wilderness. And I'm not really the elegant wearer. haha. But hair? Don't ask. Here is perfect.

Other than that, cleanliness perfect. Tidiness and assertiveness perfect. English? Damn. As usual I had a hard time in listening. I even feel that I understand Bangkok's English accent more than here. In Bangkok, they will mostly say only 3 words in incomplete sentence with messy grammar. But it's understandable since they expertise their body language to make people understand. Here? Great grammars, but confusing-for-me pronunciation.

So, to sum up, I now prefer traveling to Bangkok more than SG. I enjoy it more since they have great streetfoods also with a fair amount of price, also I can do great business while shopping, people with wild street styles, and also the feeling that your English is better than them. haha.

That's just me blabbing about Singapore and Bangkok and here is some good snaps.





Yes, it's Devina Aurel. haha. Epic moment. I was looking all stupid and freakish with all that nervousness. :)
Anyway thank God it happened!


Such a good start for a long long holiday.
What's next?

HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT ONE TOO!

Time flies.
As time goes by, many things happen with it. Good or bad, euphoric or traumatic. These things brought changes. Even ones we never imagined before. Ironically, change is the only thing constant in this world.

Not only things change, but those who we know. People.
You never know when you try to reach out to a good old friend whose accompany you always enjoy, who you got each others' back; only to find them acting as if those times weren't there. That you are nothing more than just somebody they used to know and that you're in different worlds?

I've never given a care to this damn people-relationship world. I'm not quite a fan of friend-drama. But somehow it almost feels sad that I lost someone who used to be so close to me. It's like what's back there, the past, was in parallel world and will never comply to the present. It was good times, and to know that such fact has become only memory is..saddening.

Sometimes, there's a need to try to get them back. Remind them of how we were. A little hit on the head won't kill. But if that person thinks of you as nothing of their concern anymore, even make you feel looked-down at, well then take a leave. Your friend is gone. Maybe it's better burying that fact. It doesn't exist anymore. You live in different worlds. It's dead.

I'm not an expert in this, but you can always choose to make people feel valuable by remembering them, how you were together. When you think you reach a different place, remember you were somewhere with them together in your journey here. Without them back then, something would be different in your story. Maybe they were the ones making it a good story. Maybe they were the rainbow in the rain. Even maybe, they take parts in you being here right now. At least respect people you spent quality time with.

That's why I dislike how humanity bothers someone. Without feelings everything would be so neat.