Dans 5 ans...

Learned futur simple in class today, and we had to make 5 sentences about how we want our life to turn out in 5 years. Et pour moi...

J'habiterai au Dubai

(I will live in Dubai)

Except for the fact that they have one of the awesome-est mall I've ever seen (which is in my no. 1 list of a city's "must have"), I think Middle East now have the biggest ka-ching, non?

Je travaillerai dans une grande entreprise d'informatique

(I will work in a big IT company)

You know what they say, aim for the moon, and even if you miss, you will land among the stars...

J'aurai un beau petit ami et un grand appartement

(I will have a handsome boyfriend and a big apartment)

I remember at this point my teacher asked, why not a husband instead?

I felt like asking her back, why would I want to be married in the age of 25...?

J'aurai beaucoup d'argent

(I will have a lot of money)

Now, who wouldn't want that?

And last...

Je serai tres heureuse

(I will be very happy)

Ah, happy ending...

...wish life is that simple and you really could have it all...

Bisous,

Dila

Headache

It started when I got home this afternoon. Maybe it's the heat (did I mention hot HOT Jakarta can be?), or maybe it's because we were learning passe compose in class it really got my head spinning.

Pfft, who am I kidding? When did I ever really get my mind all worked up in class?

Ok so I'm going with the heat. This isn't the kind of headache I'm familiar with, as they are only two ;

1. Hangover, or gueule de bois in French, acording to google translate.

2. The annoying headache you got before your period. aaaand I don't know what it's called.

I'm too lazy to go outside and asked for some meds from my grandma because from what I hear, there are (as usual) waay to many people, and I am in no socializing mood. Especially when all I wanna do is to hold some panadol in my hands.

Hopes this mal à la tête fades away soon. Maybe if I bang my head against the wall...

Bisous,

Dila

Get It Right

I feel like I can relate to Rachel in Glee season 2. She tried her best to be good enough for Finn, but then finally realized that she'd be better off focusing her attention on song-writing, which ended up being a kick-ass song that helped them win regionals.

What if Rachel was still with Finn?

Would she put that much effort? Would they end up winning Regionals?

Can I start again
With my faith shaken
Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser
I'll get through this
What can you do
When your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down
Cause my best intentions
Keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take
Oh how many times will it take
For me to get it right

So my conclusion is, trying to be good enough for someone else won't get you anywhere. Even if you try to change yourself, it won't matter, because the fact that you had to change already means that it's not something worth fighting for.

Try being good enough for yourself for a change. Do what you want to do. Try what you want to try. Be who you want to be. In the end, you'll finally get something right. And the best part is, it won't be for someone else. It'll be for you, and you alone :)

Don't repeat my mistakes. Be selfish. Be bold.

Bisous,

Dila

About The City

So, Jakarta. Hmm, where do I begin...

First, it's the capital city of Indonesia, and no, Indonesia is NOT part of Bali. Bali is a part of Indonesia. I've always hated to explain that to people, so let's just get it over with.

This is the map of Indonesia. I marked Jakarta with a pink dot, and Bali with a blue one.

The complicated city of Jakarta.

Bali, or as people call it, the paradise.

If you google Jakarta, then click Images, for sure, many images will pop. I never tried this before, but when I went looking for a picture of Jakarta to put in my blog, I found it interesting.

Interesting because of the many images that popped out, they couldn't be more distinct. While half of the pictures highlights the glam and the beauty of the city, such as the skyscrapers, malls, roads, and the night lights, the rest shows you pictures of garbages, civilizations by the river, and flood.

So which is the real Jakarta?

Both groups of pictures shows the reality of Jakarta. Tragic, I know.

Which is why I titled my blog Life in The City. Yes, I got the idea from Babe in The City, and I had put some thought into naming my blog that, with Babe being in reference to me (not as a pig, but that 'baby' babe), but I've never been a vain person, so I killed the idea.

Maybe Jakarta isn't as interesting as New York (which is maybe why there're the series 'Gossip Girl' and 'Sex in the City', not 'Cewek Gosip' and 'Seks di Kota') but living in Jakarta, you will find so many annoyingly-silly or fascinatingly-devastating situations all around that'll make you shake your head in amazement or disbelief. So I'm going to try share it with those 'unlucky' enough to be away from Jakarta, along with some 'me' stories (yeah, so maybe I am a little vain), so just bear with me.

Bisous,

Dila