Warning
to myself: If you ever travel to the future and manage to find this
post, DO NOT read it. I don't want you to change anything in your life
and reading this post will ruin so many surprises. The same goes for my
blogs. DO NOT read them, either!
Ahem...okay, now that the most
important thing is done, let's start...First of all, look at that hair!
And yes, back then there was no digital camera (nor did you have your
own camera), so you haven't learnt how to take a selfie with a smile
LOL! I remember you hated the fact that you couldn't smile naturally in
front of a studio photographer like your other friend who was so
photogenic. It wasn't that you were jealous of her, but you admired her
for being able to do that.
Secondly, holy smokes, don't you just
look so innocent? ;-D Actually I'm just here to say that many things in
your life that you haven't really planned have happened - mostly good
though. And I'm pleased to say that you've learnt to be kinder to
yourself in ways that you could never even begin to understand (because
you were just so hard on yourself sometimes). Some of your dreams have
come true and at least one will never come true, but you'll survive
through it and you'll grow so much throughout that journey (which I
suspect will last until your last breath).
And those kids that
befriended you back then at school? They're still your friends. In the
future you'll become much more open with people and you'll have a blast
(unintentionally) fooling people with your "cover". At uni some friends
would describe their first impressions of you as "the fridge" (looking
so cool and a bit unapproachable) or "the rock" (for being so quiet)
LOL! But they admitted that after getting to know you better, their
first impressions were wrong.
And the job that you thought would
be ideal for you? Turned out it was the worst ever. Seven weeks only and
you walked out of the door already, feeling sure you'd never ever come
back to that kind of place. You'll then have other jobs that never even
crossed your mind. Ha! Life is full of surprises. :-)
You'll
marry your second boyfriend and move halfway across the world and that
would be the biggest adventure of your life, oh, you who always played
it safe all her life! And only after you move halfway across the world
at the age of 28 will you then start learning to laugh at your mistakes.
The most frequent lesson you're going to learn is letting go: of
people, expectations, dreams, plans, anger, etc. etc. etc.
Almost
forgot...remember that dream you had where you stood in front of a huge
window overlooking a winter scenery in a village? It felt so real and
it was stuck in your mind like a movie scene. That actually came true.
Well, the scene isn't exactly the same, but at least the winter scenery
and the huge windows are pretty much similar. Isn't that cool? :-D
P.S. Enjoy having those cute guys to crush on from afar in Junior High School! :-D
In the good ol' days of my youth, we went to watch the movies a lot - me and my friends. The movie theatres are usually located in the malls. Back then there was no internet yet and there was no ticket machine (only VHS movies where one can rent from VHS movie rentals), so the only possible way to buy movie tickets was to queue in front of the ticket booths. For some weird reason, though, the ticket booths would only start opening up about an hour prior to screening time (if I remember correctly) and if you want to buy a ticket for the later showtime, then you had to queue later (not possible to buy a ticket for a later showtime earlier). The problem was that for popular movies, people would start queuing at least two hours prior to screening time. For popular movies, usually there would be such a LOOOOONNNNGGGG line of people zig-zagging like a snake and because we couldn't possibly reserve any seats beforehand, that meant that if one wanted to get the best seats, one had to queue in the front.
I remember going to some popular movies with my friends and to make sure we got to choose any seats we wanted (usually the back middle seats), we had to be there already 3-4 hours prior to screening time. And to make sure we didn't get leg cramps, we'd just sit on the floor right in front of the ticket booth and usually once we sat there, other people would start doing the same thing behind us LOL LOL!!!
One possible way to "skip through" the line was to find someone you know who was queuing already and then pay him/her for your ticket(s), but after some time the officials found out about this practice and so they limited the amount of tickets that each person in the line could buy (for example max. 5 tickets/person). We never really did this a lot, though. I only remember one occasion when we had to do this 'coz my friends had some classes at that time that they couldn't really skip, so we were there rather late and the line was already WAY too long. Fortunately one friend's boyfriend found a friend in line and he could get us the tickets he he he he...But all in all it was actually a FUN thing to do because my friends and I could chit-chat to our heart's delight for hours. Yeah, I know, women!!! LOL LOL LOL!!! And I suppose we talked even more when we were teenagers 'coz there were less distractions (no kids, no spouses, no jobs, etc.).
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Ahhhh...the good ol' days...I also remember one time I was there with two other friends and not long after the movie started, one of them kept on leaning to my side of the seat, whispering that the guy sitting next to her smelled so bad that she just had to try to get as far away from him as possible. Apparently it seemed as though the guy had stepped on cat's dung or something 'coz she claimed that it smelled just like that. Fortunately for me, I didn't even smell anything throughout the movie LOL!!! My nose is notorious for not being sensitive at all he he he he he...
The same friend was also once laughing too much during a movie (even after other people had stopped laughing) that somebody from the back threw some popcorn at her he he he he he...
Another time I managed to spill my Coke on the seat in the middle of the movie, so I had wet my jeans and I had to sit in the most unnatural way for the rest of the movie. Definitely not nice! I tried to dry up the wet part with some tissue, but it was too hard...so I just resorted to covering it up with the plastic bag that I had with me to make sure that the person who was coming after me wouldn't get his/her pants wet. I sure hope the person who came after me realized that it was wet, though!
Back then nobody had a mobile phone, so it was nice to watch movies without the distractions of having bright small screens in the middle of a dark theatre. However, I must admit that it's nicer to buy movie tickets these days 'coz one can do it online or through a ticket machine and the ticket booths are open non-stop, so one can buy the tickets for whichever showtime one wants. BUT there's another big issue I don't like about "modern" movie theatres. Back then we could bring any food we wanted (that we bought from a supermarket for example), but these days they wouldn't only let us bring the food and drinks sold inside the theatre complex. It wouldn't be such a big issue if it hadn't been for the outrageous price, you know? The prices for food and drinks sold inside the theatre complexes are just horrendous!
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Mel Kaye's post entitled "Life Before the Computer" took me straight back to the past.
One of the first things I remembered was the first time I had my ATM card. These days most banks in Indonesia almost automatically issue ATM cards when you open a new account. However, I only applied for my ATM card in 2000. As usual, I was encouraged to change my PIN number, so I went to an ATM booth to do so with trembling fingers. Mind you, I was SO scared of punching the wrong button and then having my ATM card "swallowed" by the machine. After all, I had NEVER touched an ATM myself before then.
The second thing I remembered was the first time we had a home telephone. It was probably when I was around 13 years old. I was told to test the phone and again my heart went pitter-patter when I first dialed and my throat felt dry hi hi hi hi...Well, until now, I often feel my throat getting dry if I have to call someone that I don't know well he he he...
Ahem...then my memory took me to my teenage years. I remember that when we were in Junior High School (13-15 years old) until High School (15-17 years old), we used to go to shopping centres every Saturday to window shop. And when they saw a bunch of us coming into the stores, normally the salespeople or the shop assistants weren't so keen on seeing us. We knew what they were thinking of. "Urrrggghhh...teens again! They probably won't buy anything in the end. Let's just hope they don't steal anything from here!"
Well, none of them was nasty, but still when we wanted their help, we could tell that most of them weren't too enthusiastic in helping us. On the contrary, after graduating from the university, we must've looked more mature, but the irony was that we started to be "chased" by the salespeople. They were SO enthusiastic in trying to sell us something. Now what we wanted when we were teens became our curse HE HE HE HE HE HE...Anyway, I always tried to avoid walking near the salespeople in the malls in Indonesia after I became an "adult" - at least after I was considered a "valuable customer" by those salespeople he he he he...
Life's SO full of ironies, don't you think so? Life's so VERY fragile, yet it's the fragility itself that makes is SO valuable.
Ah well...this is just one of my random babbling posts again he he he he...Now I'm going to studyyyyyyyyy 'coz yesterday I only studied for a few minutes HI HI HI HI HI...My bad!!! Anyway, have a PEACEFUL and FUN weekend, everybody!!!!!! ;-D
