Digging on My Poor Sense of Arts

I have heaps of free time lately and decide to learn so many variety things. I choose to learn things which requires less movement as much as possible because I'm the lazy ass. On December I decided to learn Hangeul, Korean lettering, since I already am able to speak little broken Korean. Turns out I gave up in less than 3 days because DA HECK THEY ARE SO COMPLICATED! My brain can't process that much rules on writing. I used to learn Japanese in High School and you know what? Japanese are waaaaaayy way easier than Korean. I regret that I didn't take my Japanese lesson really seriously back then. Imagine, I could be more multilingual now, besides Japan is so much cooler now rather than when I was in High School. 

Earlier this year, I decided to learn Spanish because Hispanics are sexy. Hahaha. Nope, because it is easier than the others. I was contemplating about learning some European languages like Dutch, Germany, Swedish, Polish, Italian or learning Spanish. I finally chose Spanish just because I feel like I'm familiar with it. I used to watch Dora The Explorer with my lil brother at home and Dora speaks a lil bit Spanish. Yeah, go ahead guys. Judge me.

I learn Spanish through an app called Duolingo. You can find it on PlayStore and they are fun and free! You can learn lots of languages there (you can see it by yourself. I'm not gonna list it for you, you lazy cheese!). This app is sooooo freaking good. It teaches you from the very basic level such as vocabulary. It only takes 5 minutes a day, every freakin' day. The thing is Duolingo is a little bit passive-aggressive just like an annoying boyfriend. They'll remind you both on your email and directly on to your phone. If you didn't take your lesson for more than a week (just like me), they will give you reminder like a needy girlfriend and stop emailing you. I find it funny. But I still use it up until now because it is fun, even I'm still in a vocabulary level because I'm such a bad and moody student. It works flawlessly!

Besides learning new language I also now learn to do hand lettering. I don't really remember why I want to do this at the first place but there was one night I was writing my diary (I still write a diary. Regularly. Judge me again) then the next minute I was on YouTube searching for: "How To Do Hand Lettering for Beginner". Then I found it on my diary.

My very first attempt.

The next day I went to Senayan City to do some work out (fast walking, jogging from one outlet to another, going round and round. I love this kind of exercise). Hours later I came back home with one sketch book, and three different kind of things like pen but not really a pen. Soon I realized I just spend too much for only 4 items. I can buy one large pan of pizza and the side dishes with that much amount of money. Isn't it a super basic fool thing girls do? But other girls spend it for make up, mine just for some basic hand lettering beginner starter pack. Lyf.

Here is my large Idaho Cheesy Pizza with MacNCheese

I purchased one sketch book by Canson. It's quite nice I think. I don't really know about sketch book quality or something, but this is enough. It's A5 in size and not really that big but a little bit pricey than I thought. I'm not sure if I want to purchase it back because it's a little bit too thin. If you can see I also use Sharpie and it doesn't go so well with the paper. It leaves traces to some pages under the page that I currently work with. Also I bought one Gray Color Sharpie because the color is sooo cute but a little bit too thick. Later I will try to buy the thinner pointer. I also bought one Zebra milli pen 0.1 mm and works like an art. The last thing I bought is the super duper expensive brushing pen by Pigma and let me tell you this, it sucks! The tip of the pen is not that flexible and it is super hard to learn how to do stroking. I definitely am not going to repurchased it sometime in the future because it seriously doesn't worth the money. I just bought them less than a week and look what happened:

It is broken already!! Are you kidding me?!

Anyway I have so much fun exploring my self doing some artsy sheits stuffs and the rest of this blog is going to be me bragging about my hand lettering ability. It looks awkward at the first time, but I can tell that I'm slowly improving day by day. The more I do practices the better the outcomes. It just like learn how to kiss someone ride a bicycle for the first time. You can find your balance the more you try it.

I was shaking so much.

Oh, I usually look for some examples on Google, Pinterest or Tumblr then I tried to copy it. Sometimes I changed the words or the letters which one that I feel for more comfortable.

I use my milli pen on this. It has more control.

Don't really like it but it looks fine.

using brushing pen

Yap. I know. It's gramaticaly wrong.

I don't realize I screw up the grammar until I'm taking the picture. Kraay

My brushing pen is broken while making the S letter on the Shine

And we keep rolling with the broken pen.

Then I give up and using the mili pen again. btw it took so much time to fill in each letter on this one.

I was about to be sooooo proud of this one until I miss-spelled the empathy. Since we can't redo it, I just keep along. It is using the combination of broken pen brush and milli pen.

I rarely use the Sharpie because it leaves traces on the following pages but today I decide to just rock it. AND IT ROCKS!
I love Sharpie!

Back to the milli pen

I'm bad with placing and composition.

I love the quote but I hate the drawing. Why am I so bad at drawing :( It's clearly shown how tired I'm because it's the 8th drawing of the day.

Well, how do you guys think about my doodling? I only learn the basic strokes on YouTube but I don't think I'm keeping up with that stroke. I don't know why maybe the shitty pen or my blessed hand is really can't do art. But for people who are terrible at art, I think I'm doing fine.

Seriously, it is somehow an attempt for me to find an art blood in me. I'm so bad at drawing, I'm not flexible so can't dance, I'm too clumsy to do some painting. The only form of art that I can do is only singing AND it's only me who think I can sing (and my mother, because every mother thinks their daughter always doing good).

I regularly post an update about my hand lettering project on my Tumblr so if you think you are interesting enough to see me growing some art on me, check it here.

See you at another post xoxo

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No Mom, I am not okay. But I hope you are.

My relationship with my Mom is not like the other daughters to their Mom. I am more like Dad's tough little girl rather than Mom's little helper. I was living miles apart from my Mom when I was 4 years old for a year due to my Mom's job. Years 4 is the year I need my Mom the most, but she wasn't there. In replace my grandmother was there being a  substitute and play the role of mother for me. That's why I love Oma the most in my life and I think My Mom feels that it's not fair for her. I still love my Mom anyway.

After she came back and we are reunited, my Mom gave a birth to the little devil I called sister. Yes, my little sister comes when I just got my mother back. Wonder why I used to hate her (I still hate her now for stealing my stuffs, but I can tell I miss her the most when I'm alone). Since I have a little sister, I felt like I was pushed away. I never really being that close anymore to my mother after that. I become closer to my father since I know that I am his favorite child (not until 12 years later My Mom gave birth to my favorite little brother. But I'm okay Dad, I always know you want a son. Besides my brother is super cute too.)

Growing up in my teenage life, I became a little bit wild. I always made some troubles that the school needs to call Mom. In this age, we fought a lot, like suuuuuper a lot. I never wanted to listen and always did the opposite things Mom told me. I think she suffered a lot because of me. I know, I was a bad kid. Even if I was doing good with my study, get the top three in class, winning some athletics competition, but still I always put my self in trouble by fighting with other students.

I never shout or yelled to my Mom. Nor even talked back whenever she scolds me. I just kept on  being silent because I know I was wrong. The thing is I keep doing the same mistake and guess what is the worst part? I never told her that I was sorry to her. I regret it now.

Whenever we fight, Dad always be the only one who suffered a lot. He can't choose. He knows my mom is right and I was wrong, but he can't scold me since he knows I know I was wrong but I just don't want to tell. I have the biggest ego in the world when I was a teenager and guess where is it from? Of course my Mom. I ever runaway from home. Twice (if I wasn't wrong). I came back home after realizing I scared the shit out of my Dad (and also running out of money. Classic). I never want to worry my father. Being a bad kid for my Mom is enough, Dad always has my back I shouldn't have made him worried too, that was what I thought.

I moved out from home for Uni and that was the best day of my life. I got my own place and lived alone by my rules. I was finally being free and not gonna fight with Mom anymore. During my first year, I only come home once a month while my friends are going home almost every weekend. I was doing super fine alone and my Mom and me barely even fight.

Everything changed when I turned 20. Out of nowhere I started to realize so many things in life including the things that I always hate: Mama's Don't Rules. My Mom has soooooo many things that she told me I can't do. But in that age, I realize Mom was right. Every. Single. Time.

In my 20 I realized why Mom asks me to do my own laundry, doing chores, and many other things that I hate. Turns out, everything that she taught me (that I always hate) made me a better human being rather than the other children on my age. I started to realize that I hate my Mom for taking care of me and I felt bad. I remembered that night I was on a deep thought and suddenly I texted her that I am really sorry. She freaks out and calls me the other day. She thought I was about to do something stupid and we laughed a lot that morning,

The more I grow up, the more I realize that Mom just tried to help me. She helps me to be prepared for this cruel world when I am all alone and she can't offer direct help. It was just me who interpreted wrongly and thought she was just trying to torture me.

My relationship with mom grows better and better. Mom used to worried about me a lot and not allowed me to do many things and anywhere unnecessary. But now, she is fully trusting me for doing anything. She lets me to choose my own clothes (and still nags me that I look ugly and inappropriate then ask me to change. But I feel fine now.), she allows me to take a vacation with friends wherever I want, she stops questioning me for whatever I do and starts to support me. I think she realizes now that I'm totally grown up and know what to do.

We still fight whenever we are together, but just a little argument about things that we didn't think the same way. We made up right away after we argue. It's just like a fight that I have with my little sister. Yes, now my mom feels like another sister for me. We are pretty close, we talk a lot about many things (my friends, her friends, my study, my plan, even my ex-es). We go shopping together, hang out together whenever I'm home. We just haven't gotten any matching tattoos together because dang I hate being in pain (and there is no way Mom will do that. LOL)

This afternoon Mom just called me asking whether I'm okay or not since I've been a way for months and still not get any job. I really wanted to say I'm not okay because I am. I am not okay being in the place that I'm not familiar with, having no job and no friends. I am not okay because the truth is I feel guilty to you Mom since I am still depending my financial to you and Dad. I am not okay for the fact that I am 22 but I still can't make you proudly say to your friend that your oldest is finally doing fine with her life. I am not okay Mom because I wanted to be hug. This world scares me, I am scared to be an adult. I just want to be a 5 years old again, being tucked in my bed and tell you that I love and I'll be a good kid for you. I am definitely not okay Mom because I'm crying so much when I write this. You know I don't cry in daily basis.

But I can't tell my Mom that of course. I just quickly said I'm okay and I'm doing fine. Lying to her that I know I can get a job very soon (which I hope it is.) I just throw fluffy comfort words to make her feeling okay because I know, she has been not okay since she raised me.

It is okay for not being okay.

Yes it is. But not when it comes to your Mom. I think I don't want to make her worried anymore. That's probably why I lied about my feeling.

Anyway I hope that Mom doesn't read this post (or hopefully my entire blog because dang it's too embrassing). I just feel that I never write about Mom and I feel bad about that. I write about Dad every father's day but never write a single word in Mother's day. 

After writing this I just realized tomorrow is my Mom's birthday. YAY! Last year ,e and my sister were home on her birthday giving her a cake and stuffs (we cringed a lot that day. haha). But this year both of me and my sister are away, but she still have my Dad and our lil brother at home, thou.

Happy birthday, Mama. I hope you will live a healthy and a very long life so I can have enough time to make you happy and proud of me. Thank you for being born as my mother, nothing that I regret about it. Promise you I'll be a better mother. You are the best mother but I know I will do better. Please keep your pray with me and always be my companion whenever I feel lost and scared.

 I love you Mama, more than just the words beyond everything in this world.

From your oldest,
Mba Ajeng

We need to take more picture together, Ma!

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Questions You Shouldn't Have Asked

Budaya orang Indonesia kali ya yang dikit-dikit kepo ama urusan hidup orang lain. Indonesians are super friendly said the non-Indonesian. Iya, karena di Barat sana boro-boro nanyain anak udah berapa ketika papasan ama orang lain, nanyain kabar juga jarang.

Gue gatau apakah gue yang terlalu sensitif sama hal ini atau memang pada dasarnya budaya yang satu ini emang rada sedikit annoying akhir-akhir ini, BASA-BASI or Smal Talk, you named it. I think I am the worst Indonesian ever because I suck at it. Gue rasa banyak waktu yang bisa gue simpan dan berdayakan untuk hal lain selain basa-basi. Tidak jarang pula basa-basi ini mengikutsertakan pertanyaan-pertanyaan yang seharusnya tidaklah patut dipertanyakan karena you are just stating the obvious for God's sake!

Di sini gue mencoba untuk merangkum beberapa pertanyaan yang sudah membudaya ditanyakan dan paling banyak ditanyakan oleh kerabat terdekat kita ketika ada hajatan keluarga:

1. Pacarnya mana? (Where's your girlfriend/boyfriend?)

When you are already past your teen age, people will start questioning you when you come alone at family reunion. I mean, yaiyalah ya dateng sendiri ke reunian keluarga. Pacar itu belum jadi bagian dari keluarga makanya kita males bawa-bawa pacar ke acara keluarga. Oh nope, that's not the main reason. The reason is because if we bring someone into that event and your relationship is not working then they will ask you the more annoying question: Lho udah ga sama yang kemaren lagi? Kenapa putus? Apalagi kalo elo orangnya baperan, beuh.

2. Kapan Wisuda? Kok lama amat sih? (When will you graduate? Why are you taking so long?)

Pertanyaan ini sering banget gue dapet dan kalian tau bagian paling ngeselinnya? MEREKA NANYANYA WAKTU GUE MASIH TAUN 3 KULIAH. Kesel ga sih lu? Gue gatau itu mereka beneran peduli apa cuma kepo doang. Gue rasa sih cuma kepo, karena kalau memang peduli mereka seharusnya tau gue baru taun tiga kuliah. 

There was one time when people ask me this question and it slightly hurts me a lot. Sewaktu itu gue ditanya oleh salah seorang Mama-nya temen gue. She was asked me: Kok belom wisuda sih Jeng? Si A yang kuliah kedokteran aja udah selesai, si B yang kuliah teknik juga. Right, True. Temen gue yang sewaktu itu kuliah kedokteran emang suskes menyelesaikan studinya dalam 3,5 tahun ya karena emang kedokteran masa studinya sebelum jadi sarjana 7 semester. Gue inget waktu itu gue pengen banget ngejelasin ke mereka bahwasanya mata kuliah gue itu full ampe semester 8 dan emang udah kodratnya kalo di jurusan gue masa studinya lebih dari 4 tahun dan mustahil untuk wisuda dalam 7 semester. Tapi gue urungkan niat gue, karena ya buat apa. Capek buang-buang waktu dan tenaga. Toh mereka juga gabakal ngerti ini.

Ga ada satu orangpun yang ga pengen wisuda cepet. Ga ada satu mahasiswapun yang ingin menempuh studi lebih lama dari seharusnya. Kita sebagai seorang mahasiswa yang juga seorang anak pasti mikirin orang tua yang terbebani oleh biaya kuliah pus nyinyiran orang tua tentang mengapa anak mereka kuliahnya belom keluar. and yes people, we are dying to graduate. Tapi namanya juga jalan hidup, masing-masing orang punya kendala masing-masing dalam masa studinya dan kita sebagai mahasiswa juga males ngumbar ke orang-orang.

Pernah ga sih ada yang sadar bahwasanya mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang lagi skripsian itu tingkat stress-nya mengerikan. Melenceng dikit banyak yang bisa bunuh diri kali ya. Dan dengan dicecar pertanyaan seperti ini, it doesn't help us at all. Yang ada kita makin stress dan pendek umur.

3. Kapan dapet kerja? Kok lama banget nganggurnya? (When will you get a job? You've been jobless for too long.)

Dang it, people! Dikata nyari kerja gampang apa yaa. Empet sih gue kalo udah ditanyain yang kayak-kayak gini. Even if I was just being a jobless for 3 months now, tapi tetep aja banyak yang rese nanyain seolah-olah gue udah nganggur bertahun-tahun. Kalo udah gini sih gue memilih untuk melontarkan senyum paling palsu kemudian berlalu.

4. The never ending questions of: Kapan nikah? Kapan punya anak? Kapan nambah anak? Kapan meninggal? (When will you get married? When will you have a child? When do you guys have more? When will you die?)

I think it doesn't need any explanation ya. Pastinya nanti gue akan berada di tahap ini and only God knows how will I react.

Pada intinya pertanyaan basa-basi di atas secara umum udah menyebalkan. Lebih menyebalkannya lagi mereka bertanya seolah-olah mereka memang peduli padahal emang cuma kepo dan pengen tau urusan orang aja.

Several things are better to be left unspoken.

Harusnya kita belajar lebih banyak untuk menahan diri menanyakan pertanyaan yang mempertanyakan. Kita terkadang tidak pernah menyadari bahwa sesungguhnya kita telah melukai ego orang lain meskipun kita tidak pernah bermaksud untuk melakukan hal tersebut.

Pada intinya sih gue jauh lebih menyukai budaya "Mind your own bussiness" meskipun itu menjadikan gue agak sedikit kebarat-baratan, but yeah that's a better way of living.

Sebenernya masih banyak lagi sih pertanyaan yang lebih baik tidak usah ditanyakan. tapi gue sudah terlalu malas untuk nulisin di sini. Hahaha

So I guess until the next post!
Cheers xx

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Love has no boundaries, they said.

I was so cocky when I thought "Ngapain sih pacaran beda keyakinan, pacaran aja tuh udah ribet, pake beda keyakinan segala, Gue sih kayaknya gabakal mau." Sesaat setelah itu, semesta kemudian menjewer gue dengan segala keangkuhan gue. I fall in love with someone I shouldn't.

Gue terhenyak ketika kita berdua membahas perkara perbedaan yang ada di antara kami. Secara kasat matapun orang awam sudah bisa melihat perbedaannya. Terlahir dalam perbedaan suku bangsa, bahasa, budaya, warna kulit, bahkan dari warna mata saja kita sudah berbeda. 100% tak ada cela. Perbedaan terbesar yang kami miliki adalah padangan terhadap Tuhan. Kami meyakini Tuhan yang berbeda. Meskipun gue bukanlah salah satu Muslim yang taat, yang Shalat aja kurang dari 5 waktu, tapi tetap bagi gue Tuhan yang gue yakini saat ini adalah Tuhan yang akan gue yakini sepanjang hidup. Begitupun dengan dia, meskipun bukan lah seorang Kristiani yang selalu hadir di Gereja hari Minggu, baginya Tuhannya lah yang paling ia yakini.

Terkadang kalau dipikir-pikir, semesta ini usilnya suka jahat dan nyakitin. Kadang semesta mempermainkan perasaan manusia sampai di titik manusia mempertanyakan kewarasannya. Gue selalu merasa bahwa gue adalah orang yang paling sering dipermainkan hatinya oleh semesta ini. Gue adalah orang yang selalu terombang-ambing dalam perasaan yang gue sendiri sulit untuk mengungkapkan. Karena ketika gue belum kelar mendeskripsikan rasa yang saat itu gue rasakan, perasaan baru muncul dan membuyarkan apa yang telah ada.

Ribet ya hidup gue?

They said love has no boundaries. 

Love has no label. 

There is no right and false to love someone. 

Yet we are still struggling with people's opinion.

Segala kemungkinan pasti ada di dunia. Nyatanya mereka yang mencintai sesamanya sekarang sudah bisa menikah secara legal. Benar adanya pernikahan dalam perbedaan keyakinan bisa terjadi dan sah hukumnya di beberapa negara, Kita bisa saja lari dan pindah ke negara tersebut. Tapi apa yang terjadi di dunia tidaklah semata-mata dapat dipertanggung jawabkan nantinya di hadapan Tuhan. And yes, I am not going to do that.

Banyak yang bilang, "Suruh aja dia pindah agama. Pahalanya gede lho buat elo dan buat dia juga. Ga sesulit itu kok prosesnya." Sometimes I just laugh it off. Kenyataannya tidak segampang itu.

Lakum Dinukum Waliyadin

 [Bagimu Agamamu, Bagiku Agamaku]

Gue tidak ingin membuat pandangan dia maupun keluarganya ataupun orang-orang di luar Islam menganggap Islam adalah sebuah paksaan. Islam tidak pernah memaksa seseorang untuk menjadi mualaf selain atas kemauan mereka sendiri. Kalaupun kalian pernah melihat orang lain dipaksa untuk masuk Islam, kalian harusnya tau si pemaksa bukanlah seorang Muslim yang mempunyai akhlak terpuji.

Islam is very flexible, tidak sekaku yang orang-orang bilang dan disiarkan di TV.

Itu sebabnya kenapa gue tidak ingin memaksa siapapun untuk mempercayai Tuhan yang gue percaya, sekalipun anggota keluarga gue sendiri. Gue tidak ingin menjadi alasan seseorang untuk memeluk Islam meskipun itu karena cinta. Sama halnya dengan mencintai manusia, seharusnya mencintai itu tidak butuh alasan, karena ketika kita sudah kehabisan alasan bisa jadi cinta itu kemudian memudar dan kita akan mencari alasan untuk mencintai hal lain.

Sekalipun nantinya dia ingin memeluk Islam atas alasan apapun, gue harap nantinya dia memeluk Islam memang karena dia meyakini Islam dan meyakini bahwasanya Allah itu satu-satunya Tuhan yang harus disembah. Karena gue sadar, banyak hal yang harus dipertimbangkan dalam mencintai diumur gue yang sekarang ini.

For now, let's just love each other over these differences. Soon, we'll figure it out

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Reminiscing 2016

2016 was a big hit for me. A lot is happening on that year. I would take a moment to see through 2016 before I am ready for my new journey on 2017.

I started 2016 by having a trip with my besties to the most beautiful beach I've ever been in life. We took an impulsive trip to Banten at 3 AM on December 31, 2015 which is super crazy. We went super early that I was still in daze. We need to go as early as possible to avoid Jakarta's traffic (or hell). We went from Bandung and arrived at Carita beach around 11 AM. To be honest, Carita is not as beautiful as I thought it'd be. Long story short, we spend the last day of 2015 on Tanjung Lesung beach. The most beautiful place ever.

Last sunset on 2015 at Tangjung Lesung beach

We were going back to Bandung around 09 PM because we just didn't want to spend the NYE on the bar. They had a little outdoor party over there and as usual, I am not really into party. So we spend our NYE on the highway which is not really cool but I feel good enough. Haha. Lame.

At the early 2016 I need to overcome my biggest fear to stand up in front of so many people as a teacher. I had my training in order to complete my study in Uni. I became a training teacher for 4 freaking months and it terrified me even until now. I was assigned at the best school in town which terrified me even more. Luckily, I completed my duty without any problem. I could say I pretty much done a good job. The students like me, the senior teachers like me, even the principal likes me. So yeah, I think I am capable to be a teacher. But of course, I choose not to.

Me at the first day, nervous as hell.

The 1st of August, month after I finish my teaching training, I finally make a big baby step in my life. I was successfully completed my exam (or kompre, what we called it in English?). So yeah, this day is exactly the end of my 4 years journey at Uni. I still remember how nervous I was when I need to give a presentation of my final paper in front of 3 of the judges. Luckily (again) I got a straight freakin' A for the exam. Well done, girl!

I am the first in my class to be graduated! Can you believe it?!

Sadly, I'm going solo on the Graduation. My girls didn't finish the journey yet. But they will this year!

Still in August, one day after my exam I got my very first temporary job at one biggest event in Indonesia, Tour De Singkarak. This event is one of International biggest event in Cycling area. This experience pretty much change my life. From this event I met my husband many people from all over the world and become friends with them. This is one of another baby step that I took in life to drag my self into adult life. 12 days of working on this event I gain so much money experience.

With St. George Merida Australian Continental Team. These guys are  super something, they make fun of me A LOT.

On the following month, I attend my very first graduation. For this time I'm still a bachelor. But this girl is a Bachelor with Honors. I finally completed my study for straight 4 years and did a good job regarding the fact that I hate what I learn. Hahaha

Surely this is not going to be the last graduation, we have another one super soon.

On the following month, I got another job on the event that made me met super cute Korean athletes. I've met so many Koreans (especially athlete) before, but this one is suuuper cute one I can't handle. These people are actually a martial arts athlete and actors. That's why.

Meet my other (candidate) husbands. Lol

On the November, I finally turned 22. YES I AM JUST 22. I might look older but I am actually very young. Sadly, I couldn't spend my birthday with people I loved since I need to move out the day before my birthday. Another big baby step that I made this year is moving out from Padang, the city I've been living for the past 4 years. Moving out is not that easy as I thought. I decided to move out in order to find a new experience and start a new journey. I was flew a day before my birthday for my very first professional job interview. Fortunately, I nailed the interview and got the job right away. But being adult is not as easy as I thought. I need to consider every single thing before I do everything. Long story short, I turned the job down for (hopefully) some professional reasons. Then I flew out to the city where I was born.

The picture was taken the day I flew out from Padang. We bawls our eyes out. I surely cried a lot at the airport without shame.

A lot surely happened, and 2016 is the year of change. I have changed in so many aspects in 2016 in a good way. 2016 surely makes me into a new person. It changes me from a student into a jobless bachelor. It changes me from a manless and mindless little 21 years old girl, into not-so-manless but still mindless 22 years old young adult. And also 2016 changes my postal code. I'm staying in Jakarta now, placed where I was born. I still don't know until when, but surely until I make another baby step in life. I have so many things that I planned for 2017. I need to find a job and go back to Uni for my master. I also need to find my own place to built a life that I always want. I need to meet new friends since I need to make friends in this town so I am not bored anymore. So many things to do, so many plans to make.

I am thankful for 2016. For the people I met, for the memories that I made, for the story untold, for the people who left, for every heartbreaks that left scars, for literally everything. I hope 2017 can go as well as 2016 and let me do a new things.

I made some lists in 2016. I wrote 12 things I want to do in 2016, half of them are things that I thought will never come true. Turns out I completed 9/12 of the lists as I believe I can make it comes true. For 2017, I did not (or not yet) make any lists to complete. I just want to live this year with happiness and less stress. I only want to visit new place, eat new food, meet new people, and create new memories as the year goes on.

Last but not least, I know it's a little bit late but, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

Cikarang, January 6-2017

Same girl different post code,

JJ

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