[edit: This post was written on October 31st but neatly stored on my local notes since I haven't had the time to be in touch with the Internet until now, November 20th.]

It’s been a week or so in Bandung, this lovely city *yeah rite* always receive a dark and cold rain. A pouring one mostly. The rain usually comes down in the afternoon, long until the night ends. I just wish that this year there will be no flood in some parts of Bandung (and many other cities) like always in the previous years.

When I heard the word Bandung, I always remember a quote from a blog I read somewhere in the net as follows “Bandung, the city where the border of the road, the sidewalk and the sewer aren’t clear!” Hahaha.. :p Well, to some extent, that was mostly true. But notice that there are still a lot of places with a very clear border, and are nice to walk on especially in the morning or in the afternoon.

Anyway, regarding the rainy season, this year it has proven that indeed i like rainy season more than any other seasons. Well, in Indonesia there are only two seasons anyway, rainy season and the less-rainy season that is. Heheh.. :p Maybe it’s more because the situation that cause my feeling to be more peaceful when it’s raining. That’s not always true actually, especially when I’m around on my bike, I would definitely grumbling all the way heheh..

I like rain, especially when I’m in my room. Alone (well, I like to have companion more, but what can I say :p). I can prepare a very hot chocolate, unplugged musics or maybe the ubiquitous The Corrs. Hold a grip on the long-awaited-hasn’t-read-novels. Dimmed light. With a scene of a beautiful shiny-greeny-little-garden seen through my window, isn’t life so beautiful?

Peace. Out.