Question of the blog: “How does your room looks?” I have always had this theory that the way your room looks determines the inside of your mind. My bedroom has always been my safe place since I was a kid. I cried, laughed, danced, sang, worked, and rest there my whole life (well, except when I moved to Jakarta). But nevertheless, let me rephrase the question, ‘ How clean is your room? Is it tidy enough? Colorful enough? Comfortable enough? Suitable enough for you? ’. Those are the questions that have been stuck in my head for the past few years. On how each bedroom of each individual, represents their character. From the way you decorated your desk with every little tiny thing that you kept to the walls that are filled with your life elements, they are there for reasons you might not realize consciously. My bedroom is a mix of three personalities, not because I have three personalities, but because I share the bedroom with my sisters (I have more than three personaliti...
Dear Friend, I don’t really know where I should start with this one. Honestly, life has been very not that easy for me. I was planning to write you the continuation of my previous blog, but unexpected things erupted very suddenly, and I needed the time to process my thoughts and emotions through it all. A couple of days after I posted last teenage-year, things just went out of control. I don’t really know if I should write about it in detail because I am afraid that the person that is involved in the matter would not be very happy about it. I don’t want to cause another chaotic event, so I am just going to talk about it in an allegory way. I guess this post is going to be quite different than my previous writings because I am trying to make the story vaguely as possible so you can understand my philosophical thoughts while you don’t really get the bigger picture of what happened last December. ...