A slap in the face

Friday night.
The rain was pouring down. I was on my way home from my work as I listened to a dashing song from one of my favorite local indie bands, The sigit. A song called " Live in New York".

If I could live in New York
If only I could live in New York

A couple minutes later, my blackberry rung for incoming message. It was from my friend, delivered me a horrendous news; a friend of ours just got a job in New York. Yes! New York honey! N-E-W-Y-O-R-K. The big apple.

and.. I was shocked. It was like a slap in the face. A wake up call. A oh-my-God moment. Then I fell silent. I couldn't wrap my mind around. It flew here and there. I'm happy for her but also jealous. One sentence was hanging on my mind; I am so left behind..

I need to do something. I need to aim higher. I need to try harder. And it starts from now.
The game is on. The pressure is coming down.

Do you think I stressed out?

I admit it, I am..

But sometimes feeling stressed out is the best trigger to uplift your spirit. Spirit to conquer the world. Spirit to defeat anything and become the champion of your own competition.

To reach your dreams.

So buckle your seat belt fellas. Flare your flame up. Go win your own war. No matter how painful, no matter how hard.

ps: I don't know why but I believe that someday I will be able to step my feet on New York and being able to sing "I'm an Indonesian woman in New York :P