I think this was the first time I've been back here that it's only me alone and my parents. Normally, my brother(s) would also be back too. But it was good to just spend time with my parents alone.
I met up with my primary school friends too - melissa on saturday and the 4 of them on sunday. It's amazing how some people could change a lot, yet others did not change a single bit. But it was a nice feeling to still be able to talk to your close friends after all this time I have been away. It was as if I have never left in the first place.
The single lasting impression of my two weeks here is perhaps, sadly, of my driving accident on Sunday. But I have chosen to look at it in a rather positive light. Let's just say, I don't think I'll ever make the same mistake as I did on Sunday. Highly unlikely.
You know, sometimes I wonder why all these unfortunate events are happening to me. Cancelled/delayed flights and then of course the Sunday's driving incident. I always like to think that after going through such experiences which I doubt many others have gone through, I would become a much stronger person and able to handle the stress that comes with it. But I don't think I have. I still panic and worry about the worst that could have happened. Even after I prayed many times, I still did not feel at ease. It was as if I did not believe in what I was praying about. I should learn to calm down, not worry so much, be more positive and above all, let go of my worries and trust in the Lord.
15 August. Last year, this was the day that I left Singapore for Pittsburgh, embarking on my first year far far away from home, and leaving behind a place and people I would come to miss so dearly. This year, one year on, I would be leaving Jakarta for Singapore, still leaving behind a place and people I would miss very dearly.
I just hate having to leave a place and say goodbyes.
There is no easy way to goodbye.