silly thread ahead.

sometimes I get sad and nostalgic and I cure it by watching Hindia live videos (done) and going on LINE to see my life from what, three, four years ago?

so. scrolling through my LINE contact list, there's this one guy who I remembered from A*SA. iirc this guy deactivated his Instagram account just after his tenure was over (which must be sometime around 2018)

guy's my upperclassman by one year, and I distinctly remember him because there was this event that we both attended in Jakarta once and I happened to fly back home by myself

tbf he was the cold and distant kind of guy who happened to attend a university which is in the same district as mine. I also had no direct organizational connection whatsoever to him, and I forgot how we somehow knew each other

it was early during the year, I recall. I still have fleeting memories about CGK airport that day--heck, I even remember posting a story on Instagram showing that I will be flying that day only in jeans and flip-flops

I was in the boarding area and I remember feeling sad, yet I have no idea what caused it. there was also a Manadonese woman talking on the phone near me. oh, I also remember eating at an A&W chain before checking in. alone.

all while sitting, daydreaming, and waiting for my flight, this said guy came to me with his luggage and struck up a conversation. I swear for heaven's sake I cannot recall what we talked about. it was brief though. he kept standing as we talked

but even though the talk didn't even last five minutes, I felt (a good kind of) different about this guy. turns out that he wasn't that cold guy who stays quiet and can't talk. I don't know if I'm allowed to say this, but I guess he made my day?

remembering this made me feel fuzzy and melancholic in some way. I have no idea why. I tried googling the guy and nothing came up. I guess he's still doing his clinical rounds. I wish him all the best :)

dug around archives and found some stories

#1 flip-flops at CGK
#2 the flight home
#3 I remember him responding to this story of mine. taken during the event atm, one day before the flight
#4 a selfie on malam puncak dies. he replied with "ariana grande?", dammit are you blind

oooh one more memory of this guy to end this thread. one time during Lent alias minggu sengsara, I noticed that the altar antependium alias kain mimbar is red (instead of the usual black for Lent)

I posted an Instagram story regarding this matter. "ini kan minggu sengsara, kenapa malah kain mimbar merah?", something along the lines of that. can't find the story in archives though. probably deleted it after I got answers

it turns out that the answer was because there was an edification alias peneguhan pendeta so it had to be red. AND I got the answer from this guy. who. is. not. even. a. Christian. oh. damn. daaaaaamn. damn!

END. aaaaaah this feels relieving to write. ugh. will I delete this thread? maybe, if I happen to regret writing all this. I don't know. we'll just have to wait and see.