Monday, February 27, 2012

10!

favorite type of literature? of course, fiction!
fiction gives people freedom to imagine things. some can be really absurd and some can feel so real.
i like realistic fiction more than fantasy.
i like the dialogues, the conflicts, the dramas, mysteries, ups and downs in a book.
drag me to another kind of life, the one that i probably never have before.
sometimes the character fits me well and see it as myself living in the book.
it's interesting to compare my own life with the book. what would i do if i'm in that situation? am i going to take the same decision? am i going to have the same reaction?

i tried to read non-fiction books but usually i get bored easily. :p i need something more than just collection of facts, hypothesis, and explanation. biography is acceptable. but wait, blog can be categorized as non-fiction and i like reading it. newspapers, articles, histories are non-fiction too. i read them too.

hmmm...

probably what i like more is the one with plot and conflicts, either categorize as fiction or non-fiction.

i think this one also for number 17.


Sunday, February 19, 2012

volgende station: eindhoven

after a long and winding road to find an internship, finally i ended up in this so-called city of light. everything happened so fast, that i only had two weeks to prepare my internship. luckily, i found a very nice place that close to the office. it's a little bit far from the city center and train station but it's fine, that's what bike is for :D

 so long, tilburg

it was really nice to live in tilburg, a quite city. no rush, no traffic jam. i would love to live in this kind of city when i get old.

it's been three weeks since i switched from a full-time student to a full-time employee. sometimes, i missed being a student. just sit in the class and go home. although what i do is working on my thesis, it was not that bad since i got paid for it :p

on my first week here, snow finally came to Netherlands. i was on my desk when i suddenly started feeling a little bit chill. i looked at the window and the snow was falling, slowly. that's the thing i like when it snows. it seems so soft and peaceful. 


and i realized, this could be my last snow.