Some Stories for my Future Kids. Ahahahaha.

A story about a girl with a passion to illustrate.

Hi I'm an Indonesian studying design in a huge black object.

a delightful doodler,

delirious dreamer,

living in a small yet cozy room with her roommate and the lovely bunk-bed.

my roommate, although we're studying in the same school but..

I was born to draw, and I can't live the paperless life that's for sure.

Even entering an art school is already a dream come true.

I take bus to school, it's just wonderful.

Big clear windows, interesting people, uplifting city scenes.

Okay that's only when the bus isn't crowded.

The bus will be full with office working-people before 9 AM,

ties, shirts, shiny shoes, blazers, black pants and skirts.

Sometimes we're the only students in the bus.

It gives me a weird feeling,

I'm graduating next year.

Will I join them?

Somehow I don't want to.

Kyaaaa can I be forever 21?

Or 17 again?

Thanks God, my life has been pretty colorful. Very. And the working world will NOT turn it black and white. Oh I should work on my coloring skill.

Act like a tourist everyday. Adventures.

Explore the city observe the people.

Going out from AM to AM again.

From the start of the day, to the start of a new day.

Runaway runaway runaway flyaway. Haha.

Thanks God I'm in the right school and major, with qualified lecturers - even sometimes they don't seem to appreciate our hardworks.

But oh how I love this activity.

Observe + Interpret + Illustrate = Delight.

I do my best for God, not grades.