There's too much I can't say.

So it's December already. A month to go to 2014. I have no other words to say but 'HOW TIME FLIES BY SO FAST' oh, Lord.

I've been spending over 2 years in college. I'm getting closer and closer to what i'm heading to; graduation. Days ago I woke up on my bed, feeling retarded, and I conciously realized how I wish I could just get back to sleep instead of prepare things up while i'm actually feeling half alive. My class should've been held at 9am. And there I was, rolling around my bed until 9.15 o'clock. I kinda miss the old times. When I am still a morning person. Ah, I miss who I was.

It's December already. It means the rainy season has started. Again, Desember by Efek Rumah Kaca will be played everywhere.

I always love the sound of the rain, when it hits the land and the rooftop. I remember that midnight when I spent my time watching movie, with the headset on, and the sound of the rain try to cut through my ears.

I don't know, but there's so much I could see. It's entirely not about the rain. But how the rain made some people stays longer in certain places. Like these afternoon.

I sitted there, stay silent, listening to the noise. A typical days in college. Everyone are babbling, laughing so hard, sometimes yelling.

A friend of mine asked me, what was I thinking. I smiled at him and said everything is okay.

I'm staring at everyone in the room I was in. I always secretly sketch things in my mind. No tools. No drawingbook.

I miss the old times. I don't really wish that I could have one back again. I just miss them.

The longer I stare, the deeper it gets. Yeah, the feeling. It is getting deeper and deeper.

It sucks to deal with something you can do nothing about, but to deal with it. Yeah I'm talking about the times that fades away. How it leaves me far too quick.

There were encounters i've had in life, and they are some i'll be having.

I know I just have to find some little pieces of joy—when I actually get inspired—between every silences that I made on my own.