Okay we still have halfway to go.

I totally missed the blue sky, rocky road, and the blazing sun hits our face.




and this foggy morning

this would be hella perfect if we have zombies coming out
the school
screaming pastel pink
the local kids

kids being kids they are annoying as effing hell, but cute, or not.
these kids are really good in this *ewy* eat-that-flour-gluck-on-finding-coins game

when i said good  i mean reALLY GOOD
(he apparently bang his head to the flour plate for god knows why)
but some of them are actually really cute
i looked so cranky lol (n rotate ur head k)


with my fav bae tata
look at dis qt in pjs 

Well I think that's all about my thirty days home, everything about Tanjungkarang are really incredible, the scenery, the people even the food (oh god did I tell you about the cilok I'm in love with the local cilok twasssooo good before this I've never ever like a single cilok and then *BAM* IT'S REALLY good god I can make an essay about the cilok!!!!!

Okay back to blog, I must admit most of the days I only laying down at the home trying to load Instagram feed (which is always failed), reading fictions on my phone, sleep and get up when there's food on the table, which is such a shame. A week before the home bound I swear everything goes really fast, the sun falls down faster so is the moon. It's really depressing how it finally reached the last day.

But do I want to do another thirty days of this? 
Ofc not :)

What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce. So is our memories. Life must go on, we all only just can reminiscing the sweet memories (and scroll our phone camera roll). Cheers! See you later my thirty days home, Tanjungkarang.


pinky promise i'll be back to this beautiful village

aaaaand nope we're not over yet 
I'm pretty sure the thirty days exile were not going to be this good without these 19 crazy people who keep me/us entertained with their loud noises and stupid remarks. Same as photographs, memories about Tanjungkarang would be totally different without you guys.

To celebrate our thirty days being together (lol) we went to body rafting at Citumang, Pangandaran. There I got a sweet huge purple souvenir on my thigh :)

if you wonder what is ~body~ rafting is
 with a view

cringe at the quality i'm sorry i know

with these lovely people



Thank you guys for being my home for thirty days. This is totally not a goodbye, see you guys in another time and another moment.

Keluarga KKNM Tanjungkarang, Cigalontang, Tasikmalaya 2015
(minus nisa, whoop i missed u gurl)