maskofdeception

no, im not depressed.
i’m just, slightly melancholic.
so what? ive mastered the art of adaptation. yada yada yada. yet, i miss those memories. each and everypart of it. beijing, jakarta, groningen. heck, i even miss maryland for some unknown reason.
i live, i move on, but i cant go back.

i want to go back.

just give me the chance to relive 1 memory from each country.

i miss each and everyone of you that has been a part of my life.
im sorry that im just never there. =(

all hail the writers of TIME magazine.

http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1226150-1,00.html

if only this article was written months before my highschool graduation, or my spring semester of freshman year in college, where i started my battle against my parents’ idealism.

i send my regards to all the high school kids currently in their sophomore year, struggling with SAT workbooks and chirpy parents, who are secretly plotting a scheme to get their children into their almamater schools, whether it be by calling up "old friends", or paying a grand total of $200,000 to the renovation of the research center, that will soon be named after them.

come on kids, let’s cry it out LOUD!
"WHO NEEDS HARVARD?!!?!"

it’s been (almost) a month since my move here.
malaysia is like a mixing pot of two of my favorite countries- china and indonesia.
the two best times of my life.