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The New Era of Love

Boy met girl. Boy liked girl. Boy chased girl, girl responded. In other cases, girl chased boy, though unpopular because… well, because male species always do the hunting (almost). Isn’t that just nature? But these seems to have changed now. With the swipe left and right era, the excitement of that wooing process has faded. It’s like an open market now and people are given options to choose from. While that provides ease and options, it also creates a certain kind of dilemma and confusion in the dating world. Loyalty does not seem to be of importance, (unspoken) commitment is low and insecurities have increased for some people are able to portray themselves as someone else behind the screens. Let’s talk about the pros of this new dating method. 1.       You can “Multitask” Swipe left and right, by the end of the day you have a list of suitors (depending on how you beautify your profile and how you look, you can get tens or hundreds of them). You get to know many peopl

WHAT DO YOU DO ON WEEKENDS?

"What do you do on weekends?" This is the most common question I get from people I rarely meet or people  I have not seen in the longest possible time. This, is also the question I never ask people (why should I know? Is this even a good ice breaker?) There is one thing about this question. I thing they are never asked just because people want to have a conversation opener. There is a real curiosity in this question and I have proven it from a friend of mine who said her life is "mundane" and "boring" and she wants to know what do people do on weekends? Is she the only one drama-bingeing at home? Is she missing out on things in life? Are people hanging out without her? If yes, why? A part of this question contains your insecurity. I don't understand though, do you have a solid plan every weekend? I mean, not trying to be aloof or anything, honestly though, do you? Because weekends are supposed to be a break from your routines and I don&#

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Jacket, checked. Knee-high boots, checked. Passport, checked. His heart was beating so fast that morning. In less than 48 hours, he'll smell the familiar air of New York City. Sure, it'll be cold in the beginning of October like this, but it'll be warm to the heart. He knew what is awaiting him, all the memories he had in that vibrant city, as bright as how Times Square will light up at night. In less than 48 hours, he will also be able to hug that person he misses so much. Someone he didnt know could make breathing feels so hard when they are apart, someone who'll make him stop infront of the paint shop because those stacks of colorful paint buckets reminded him of the time they painted her apartment together;when painting was not about hard work of putting those fluids across the wall, but about occasional hugs, kisses, laughter, splatting paint on each other. All those happy times, before he had to leave his heart behind in New York City. The flight from New Y

Don't Even Know What I Just Wrote

Happy Sunday, Good People! Today I am finally at home. I have been complaining about lacking personal time and space, today I finally got it. Unfortunately, after so many months of busy weekends, I feel bored today. I used to be able to just snooze off until so late but no more now:( I guess I am indeed getting older. Ha Ha. But anyway, due to the PMS that is taking over me, I shall write a little something here. So, I came back from my short retreat in Jogja yesterday. The 4 days there were a pretty nice bonding time with my parents and a break from crazy work life. The food, however, was not so pleasant. I CANNOT stand the sweet food. I need my salty-spicy food back! It was such a torture to me x( Otherwise, everything was great! Anyway, the moment I landed I feel bored already. These few weeks my brain was going through a whirlwind of thoughts that I had to keep telling it to stop talking so I can fall asleep at night. Weirdly enough, the things that I have been wo

On Childhood Love and His 1000th Girlfriend

Today is a story-telling time. Okay, it's just skipping from responsibilities kinda day because it's Friday! Technology is a creepy and crazy things. It changed us, human beings, in so many ways possible. To better or worse. It made life easier but sometimes it was soo easy we are crossing borders. Take for example instagram. While it is true that you get to see the world and get updated with people's life from Instagram, you also lost the human touch with others, which is what partly makes you human. And it was so easy, our curious mind stepped further to know not just the people we know but the people we have no relations with. Even worse, people make hateful comments. It's like as if making those comments will add some good karma in their lives. Ugh. Anyway, I have sidetracked a little too far this time. Back to the title, with the power of social media, I am still in touch with the first guy I ever liked as a kid. Back when I was waaaaay younger, I

USA- Finale

Hong Kong International Airport [12:51 AM] Terminal 1, Gate 30 The previous post was about my USA trip part 1, and now this is titled Finale, I know. Well, since I am sitting in the waiting room, waiting for departure call for my final leg home, I might as well write about the finale. The other parts will be filled in later on. Rewinding back to 6 days ago.. Chicago [2nd July 2017] O'Hare International Airport Chicago was my last past of the America trip. The part where I was initially looking forward to because it was when I get to step on to the place that left me with so much memories before. I was, in a way, excited. There was also nervousness and sadness then. My sister couldn't make it to the trip because she had an exam and so it was just us three. the white Subaru was our companion thru that last leg, fitting all the luggages that contained our freshly bought clothes and shoes and accessories. See what living in Indonesia has done to us? We yearn

USA Part 1- BOSTON

Hey y'all! I am back here finally writing something before memories evaporated off my brain. Today marks my 2 weeks of staying in the USA and time flies while you are on vacay:( Anw, let me write a little about the first leg of my trip-Boston. First stop was Bostown because sissy's staying there for her Harvard Summer program. The apartment looks like Fuse, the people there are more poshy than Purdue (DUH). It's walkable to Harvard Square which offers awesome awesome stuff.. They have UO, JP Licks Ice Cream, Shake Shack.. uuuhhh aaah. Anyway, America has always been the safe place. I feel free and home here. You know, people here do things according to their will, and they just have to answer to themselves for the actions they done. Unlike Indo tho, your society expects from you and everyone is in the rat race to be on top, at the expense of losing themselves. That, though, is still common in Asian countries and became so apparent when I reached Vegas (Tha