It still amazes me sometimes of what technology nowadays has to offer especially in the photography area. I still own my old bulky Canon 600D which I'll never want to trade for anything else in the world (except, under some circumstances), but I can't deny the fact that Harry (my camera) is too heavy to be brought around and he's not very handy when I'm chasing quick moments on the road. I believe it requires skill that I have to polish every now and then. DSLRs are very bulky and heavy and take so much space in my bag so it's impossible for me to bring Harry everyday. I wish I could, because I love seeing random things and snap them. This is the kind of situation where I would think about getting a mirrorless camera. Recently one of my friend bought one and I get the chance to try it often and I feel so convenient using it. Although, I don't really enjoy the camera setting because I'm too used with DSLR's complexity, but the small body camera totally wins my heart. BUT anyway, I was gonna talk about my new baby, ASUS Zenfone 3 Max that I just bought few days ago as my birthday present and its amazing image quality. I do realize that the megapixels isn't an upgrade from my previous Lenovo S850 so let's take it this way; to every one of you who loves to take pictures, forget about your gear. You can take amazing photos with whatever equipment you have. It doesn't have to be an expensive and the latest camera on the market, because great photographers are the ones who can work through any kinds of camera and still produce masterpiece regardless.

I'm also sharing these photos at my portfolio blog, here. Do check it out!

This baby just came in today as I've told you above. The moment I bought the white sandals, I immediately needed new black outer to complete my outfit because I had none. I saw one that caught my heart at the Floh Market as well but when I came back the next day, the jacket that I had my eyes on was no longer there :( It's pretty surprising that Popoluca's stuffs actually fit my taste especially in their outerwear section. They have a lot of choices from bomber to army to silk jacket with beautiful embroidery. I was gonna get the velvet top that I tried in the first photo but as I've told you, I don't like spending all my money all at once. So maybe I'll bring that baby home next week, fingers crossed!

Thank you for reading and I hope you guys have a nice weekend! xx

I realize that I rarely speak about the local entertainment in the blog. It's always about cafe and restaurant. So for the very first time, I'm gonna talk about my late night walk to the infamous flea market located in southern Jogja, Pasar Klithikan. After doing papers with my study group yesterday, it was still too early for me to stay inside so I chatted Caesar and asked him if he had any plans that night. He said he was going to Pasar Klithikan with our two seniors to look for cassette tape there and since I've never been there all my life, I decided to come along and take my camera with me. Pasar Klithikan is a flea market that sells everything, from secondhand bags, shoes, books, old money, gadgets, to small things that would complement your needs, even the most unthinkable things are sold there. Many say that it's a place where stolen things are being sold but of course, there's no way to prove that, but I have a friend who happens to see his stolen helmet sitting nicely, waiting to be bought there. I still think it's hard to find a decent flea market here in Jogja (that doesn't have rumors about selling stolen things) because I always think that there's an art in scoring something from a secondhand store. You don't just get the thing you're searching for, you also get a 'story' from the things you buy. It comes with a history, comes with a 'fighting scar' and that for me is the most interesting thing about going to the flea market. But of course, you have to be pretty good in bargaining with the seller. And I personally think it's gonna be a whole lot easier if you're fluent in Javanese, since we live in the Javanese population. But if you're not looking for anything in particular, you can always pay this strange little flea market near Malioboro to kill your time. I recommend going there after the sun sets because that's just how I like to enjoy my walk around the market. Whatever floats your boat.

When it comes to choosing a partner aka boyfriend, I get very picky. Why, you ask? Of course, with physical appearance that's not so far above the average, and personality that isn't as bright as everyone else, it sounds like a joke when I get very picky. But believe it or not, maybe that's what I need. I need to be picky, because I know myself well. Because I know I'm hard to handle, and I'm still in the process of becoming better, so I can't be with just anyone. I'm afraid that if I let everyone in just like that, it will ruin the process. It will change me into someone with a personality that is worse than I already am. I'm not saying that I don't want to fall--in fact, I need to fall first to know the taste of rising back up. But I'm choosing carefully what kind of person I would fall for, to make sure I get the lesson I need.

It comes to my mind that it's totally okay to be picky. Especially when you have goals to reach, people to impress, or friends or family to take care of. Love can come second even when you're not looking for it. Which is why now I'm really content of being single. Unlike my ex who already has a new girlfriend in just a short time, I find being single as a breather for me. After a year of being attached to someone, I realized that I've lost so many things and I need to catch up real soon. That feeling when I apply my make-up so I'll look good when I go to classes, raising my sex appeal to make myself more attractive, be active by taking more jobs at events, hanging out with friends who are not in my circle, etc. After all, being single doesn't mean that I'm gonna be lonely. I would rather be single than be in a relationship where my partner can't even match my effort because he's too lazy to do that. I wasn't even asking him to go beyond me, but he couldn't do that.

It still haunts me every night when I'm alone and lost in my own thoughts. But each day passes, I learn to swim through it instead of drowning. And without I realize, I have taught myself how to be strong on my own. And God, it feels good, to finally wake up and not having to feel empty or sad. Sometimes I still miss the feeling of being loved, and maybe all this time, for the last three months of me trying to win him back, it wasn't him whom I missed. It was the feeling. I have found many new hearts in my time being single again and it sets my soul free knowing that I'm not attached to anyone. Relationships are messy and people get hurt. Now I wonder why would anyone be in a relationship?