Growing up, I used to argue a lot with my mum. Our arguments were mostly caused by unimportant things. I can’t even remember them anymore! When we argued, my dad used to calm us down. He would talk to me, telling me to make up with mum. Sometimes, when he thought I have crossed the line, he would be mad at me, and told me to apologise to my mum straight away.
This year is the last year of my twenties. When I look back and try to remember what has happened over the past decade, it seems like a swarm of things happened in a blink of an eye. But in reality, 10 years is a long time.
Last Christmas I went to Bali with two girlfriends. I’ve known them from my grad school days in the UK. During that one year period, they were two of my closest friends – N and P. While P is Indonesian and I got to meet her regularly, N is Russian – she’s still living the UK, and I haven’t met her since I left – five years ago. We still keep in touch though, and finally, she decided to visit Indonesia.
Wow, it has been 16 days since my last post! Even though I had a lot of things that I want to write, but I simply did not have the chance. So what happened during the past 16 days?