I’ve been committing serious blog neglect this past couple of weeks. In all honesty, I’ve just been working and not doing much else. I’m trying to organise a fundraiser for the DEC and have completed my first translating job on top of working full-time, so blogging slipped down the priority list. Getting back to business after a long holiday was never going to be easy.
What I always miss the most when I come home from Jakarta is my family. Over here, most of my cousins are grown up (or getting there) but over there, it’s like being a kid all over again. My Indonesian cousins have a certain innocence about them despite their ages (12-16) so it’s fun to kick back with them and forget the troubles of the world just for a little while. I know they read this blog, so this post is for them! Quite a few of them are avid bloggers themselves, so although this isn’t something I would normally do, I think this is something they’ll appreciate.
Inda reminds me a lot of me when I was 15. Big-cheeked, frizzy-haired and fiercely opinionated(/stubborn).
Arif, his friend Arif (I know, haha) and I went to a cute little bar a few nights before I came home and sat and listened to a band play covers (really well!) for a couple of hours.
Bunking school (sshhhhh) to go to a water park and hang out at the mall.
Nabila is like the little sister I’ve always wished for. Every time I see her I’m just amazed at how much she has matured and how beautiful she is. She’s going to do great things and do the women of Padang proud.
Icha and I decided that jambu fruit looks like a nose. She and I had an awesome time listening to rock ‘n’ roll songs on her iPod and singing (well…howling) them together.
Zaki, the ultimate joker and self-proclaimed English translator.
I completely forgot about this photo until just now. Just for fun, here’s what I look like in a headscarf. Although obviously without all my hair sticking out of the bottom, wild and unruly mane that it is. These quick and easy headscarves have been the fashion over in Indonesia for a few years. There’s no faffing with pins or wrapping around required; these just slip on like a hat. This one is plain, but the sparkly, sequin- and bead-covered scarves are quite something to behold.
On a separate note, now that I’ve graduated, I really need to apply myself and make sure I’m still up to date with current affairs and political discussions. I need to be one of those impractical people who reads books on the packed train to Waterloo during rush hour. I’m considering starting up a new blog for political discussion, as the combination with everyday posts is pretty awkward. I’ll see how it goes.
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