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 Tuesday, 20 August 2013
I reflected; I realised; I smiled;

Hey bloggie,


Remember how we talked about growing up and being more mature as a person half a decade (or so) ago?
That particular topic suddenly dawned on me again. Haha. 



One perfect example is a change in the things that you like to read, to find out, and to talk about. 




I still can vividly recall those days when all I really wanted to talk about all day was basketball, cars, games, and relationships in general. 
Well, to most people, anyway. 



What about now?
It just struck me a few minutes ago, which prompted me to write something about it as I remembered talking (and complaining. Hahaha.) about it back then. 

For now, I really, really have begun to enjoy discussing (as much as listening) about the World Events, History, Politics, Architecture, Global Economics, and Current Affairs in general.
All of which I would have never, ever, ever thought I can enjoy discussing about. 

Although, I must say, I still do enjoy any of the topics that I have always been able to talk about in the past. Haha. 
It's just that maybe, as I grow in time, my peers will be more likely to want to discuss about world events, than let's say, the mechanism of drifting with a car. 



And bloggie, this, I think, has just proved a point that I made to myself a few years ago:
That Maturity will come and get you. You don't have to chase it. 
And as I look back, I realise how much I then began to enjoy my childishness, attitude, and outlook of life as the so-called "immature" person after that pondering.

Now that I'm 21 years old, and having passed my supposed Coming-of-Age Day,
I'm starting to miss the kid in me. 
Not that it's gone. 
It's just that it's probably going dormant. 



And as the world and its societies somehow pressure me to grow up as quickly as I age,
This kid, the Me that I always love, adore and respect,
Will be one of my most valuable arsenals, to safeguard and ensure my sanity. 


Tuesday, 13 August 2013
Insufficiency.

So the flame burns out really, really quickly this time
With a reason I've still yet to figure out why
I've gotta find a way to organize my thoughts
Or all the efforts that my parents and I put until now, will be for naught.



That aside, a timeline check for myself,

This is almost the mid of August already.

Which means, about 2 weeks time to the estimated completion of my proposal submission for the Shelter competition.

And I've yet to ideate any concrete ideas.
To make matters worse,
My tap of inspiration seems to be aggravating.


To add into them,
My internship is gearing towards a social outreach project that we the interns are gonna be taking most of the responsibility for.
I'm both excited and anxious, however.


School's starting in about one month time too.
And I'm already starting to feel that tinge of regret of saying that I wished the summer holiday would end soon.



And at the top of it all.
I guess I'm just down with homesickness.
Yet again.
#19WeeksToChristmas


Sunday, 11 August 2013
A short getaway is better than nothing at all.

Andddd the long 4-day weekend is about to be over, in about 10 minutes or so.

That means back to work (or whatever you wanna call my internship as).


Spent the fruitful weekend with mi familia and relatives.
Visiting my aunt's new home, watching the NDP celebration from the hotel room, strolling around MBS area, loitering around Mustafa (damn, never realised that the place is that HUGE), gobbling away Indonesian home-made snacks by another aunt,

But most importantly,

Hanging out with my family.
'Cause in the end, they all are the ones that really matter.


If I'm unable to return home until at least December later,
This is probably the closest I can get to a homely feeling.
And homely feeling means my own recharging station.


To put it simply,
If returning to my own home back in Jakarta can be equated to charging a battery on the electricity power socket,
Having a family reunion in Singapore is like charging on a portable charger.
It won't get the battery back to peak power, but the job is done nonetheless.


So having said that,
The next 4 months of school is the next hurdle I have to overcome.
With joy.
With pride.
With perseverance.



Now, I shall start the countdown to Christmas. 19 weeks.

Just like how I always do.