Journey is a friend

Unlike Lenka’s song, I replace trouble to accompany the word to our friendship. The more than just 240 hours memory with any of you has shaped another box of my life-time timeline.
This is around 4 AM in the morning, very close to the last day of our pre departure training before pursuing our individual dreams and future. I failed to obey the IELTS guidance book advice to not to get to bed too early, and as a result, I woke up too early.
I might be sentimental, but trust me I am not one of ‘Bracherianism’, if you know what I mean. This is just another genuine feeling to represent my gratitude to our relatively new bound of friendship on top of writing piles, reading assignments and karaoke nights. The Pecutan travel, the saman dance, the win and loss in the pro evolution 2013 soccer games, and many more stories to tell our grandchildren later or our grandparents at any time in near future (if they are still around of course).
I don’t know what to call this sort of writing. This is too long to call as poetry, and is too short to call as a short essay. This does not meet the requirement for 150 words academic task 1 essay, moreover the 250 words of task 2 essay! So, let’s call it my sincere gratitude. And let’s begin cherishing the friendship! Adios mi comrade! Until we meet again!  

Denpasar, 18 October 2013


Goa Gajah
Bon Odori
Pecatu Hills
The boys minus Joze
Karaoke girls
Lunch at home
Happy couple
Pecatu walk