Scribbles from My Life

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

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